"In the end, Qin Muyun wasn't able to block Su Mucheng's fierce offensive. Negative Nine Degrees has fallen. The winner of this match is, Su Mucheng!!!" Pan Lin passionately announced the victory, completely unaware that Qin Muyun hadn't been that far away from victory.
If he had noticed earlier, if he had been prepared … Qin Muyun was filled with regret as he walked off the stage. He saw Tyranny's next player walking over. It was Tyranny's captain, Han Wenqing.
"I'm sorry …" When he was a few steps away from Han Wenqing, Qin Muyun stopped and said.
"As spectators, we didn't notice Su Mucheng's intentions either. We all underestimated her," Han Wenqing said. He didn't console or excuse Qin Muyun. Instead, he pulled the entire team into this mistake.
"Let's go back and prepare for the team competition!" Han Wenqing continued to walk towards the stage. It wasn't a big deal to fall, but after falling, you had to immediately stand up. Tyranny's members had to have this kind of strength of character.
"Yes!" Qin Muyun nodded and returned to the team.
"Team Tyranny's fourth player is their captain, Han Wenqing!!" Amidst Pan Lin's passionate shout, a new round of the group arena began.
"Han Wenqing approves …" Pan Lin's speed wasn't slow, but this time, he had only said four words when Han Wenqing's Desert Dust had already rushed out. He moved extremely quickly, his clothes flapping in the air. Desert Dust had already swung his fist, followed by a huge boom. Desert Dust had actually used his own body to smash through Dancing Rain's artillery shell …
"Ferocious Tiger Flurry!" Pan Lin called out the name of the skill. Before, he had planned on starting with "How is Han Wenqing going to deal with Su Mucheng?", but before he could say four words, Han Wenqing had already thrown out his answer.
Ferocious Tiger Flurry! Opening with a 70 level skill. Even in the eyes of normal players, this was definitely a very rash and wrong choice. But now, in the playoffs, the highest stage in all of Glory, Lone Desert Smoke, who held the title of "King of Fighters", was using a method that normal players wouldn't use, opening with a big move!
Why wasn't high-level skills recommended at the start?
Even though high-level skills were powerful, if they didn't hit the opponent, they would leave a huge opening. That was why big moves were usually set up with small moves. Only when the big move was certain that it would hit would the big move be unleashed.
So, directly using high-level skills was seen as a rash move. But when this sort of thing happened to someone like Han Wenqing, who had ten years of experience as a pro player, no one would think so.
What everyone saw was a kind of confidence.
He had a strong confidence that this move of his would definitely hit the target.
The wind from the punch was like a tiger's roar. Just like that, Desert Dust arrived in front of Dancing Rain. He punched through Dancing Rain's artillery shell and hit!
Was the space in the group arena too small?
No, no matter how small the space was, it wasn't so small that he could instantly appear in front of his opponent. This was Han Wenqing's unconventional move. It was completely outside of Su Mucheng's expectations. Just as she was about to launch a probing attack, Han Wenqing decisively bared his fangs. He didn't hold back and fiercely pounced on her.
Two seconds into the match, the King of Fighting's Desert Dust closed in on the Launcher, and Ferocious Tiger Flurry hit …
Two seconds later, Han Wenqing had killed the opponent.
"It's … it's over …" Pan Lin announced the end of the match, but he didn't shout excitedly for the winner like he usually did. Instead, he forced out a few words as if something had been stuffed into his mouth.
How much health did Dancing Rain have left? How much mana did Dancing Rain have left? These were all the information that Pan Lin had been preparing to slowly analyze in this match, but now, none of it was important. At this moment, Dancing Rain's health was already zero. This match was over.
Pan Lin didn't know what to say. The pace of today's single-elimination tournament had already thrown his train of thought far away. Up until now, neither side had fought for more than two minutes, even when they were at full health.
Su Mucheng walked out of the player area. Her expression didn't look relaxed.
Ye Xiu had given Happy a nearly one point lead, but Mo Fan's crushing defeat had thrown away most of this lead. Then, Su Mucheng had won against Qin Muyun, stabilizing the situation. But then, Han Wenqing had gone up and used this method to completely obliterate Happy's lead.
Now, Happy and Tyranny each had two players left. Even though Han Wenqing's Desert Dust had just gone through a battle, his health had been so low that it was negligible.
After exhausting Ye Xiu's health, Tyranny's captain, Han Wenqing, had personally pulled the group arena back to the starting line. And now, Happy's player was restricted by the map.
Fang Rui. His dirty playstyle didn't have the terrain to take advantage of. If he relied purely on technique, it would be effective against some rookies, but against Han Wenqing …
Han Wenqing might not be as all-around as Ye Xiu, but the bridges he had crossed and the salt he had eaten weren't any less than Ye Xiu's.
"I'm going up." Fang Rui said simply and went up. On the way, he bumped into Su Mucheng, and the two of them only nodded and exchanged a few simple words.
Today's group arena's high-speed battles made the players' substitutions seem like they were watching flowers on horseback. When one person went up on stage, the audience hadn't even gotten enough of it, and in the blink of an eye, they had to change players.
In the seventh round of the group arena, Fang Rui against Han Wenqing, Qi Master Hai Wuliang against Striker Desert Dust.
It was a battle between classes of the same class, but the two's styles just happened to be two extremes.
Fang Rui, who used all sorts of dirty tricks, and Han Wenqing, who always attacked head-on.
Fang Rui's style was obviously despised by Tyranny's fans. In their eyes, Fang Rui was simply a heretic. And in their eyes, this battle had become a battle to eliminate this heretic. The atmosphere of the stadium was instantly ignited.
The match began. It was a simple map, and the loading speed was very fast. The instant the battle started, Hai Wuliang immediately rolled.
This was to prevent Han Wenqing from using force again. But this time, Han Wenqing's Desert Dust didn't move. Hai Wuliang rolled on his own, like a frightened mouse. The stadium erupted into laughter. Compared to Desert Dust, who was standing as straight as a javelin, Hai Wuliang, who was rolling on the ground, looked terrible.
Fang Rui didn't care. If Desert Dust didn't move, then he would continue to move. Hai Wuliang rolled a few times.
Desert Dust turned around, and his gaze locked onto Hai Wuliang.
Fang Rui was irritated. In this broken map, there was no way for him to use the attacks he was more accustomed to. Just relying on movement to get into Han Wenqing's blind spot was simply impossible.
Hai Wuliang turned a few more times, but Desert Dust still didn't show any openings. But when Hai Wuliang rushed in one direction, Desert Dust suddenly took a step.
The audience didn't think much of it, but just this step made Fang Rui feel extremely uncomfortable. The arena was small. One step could change the space a character could control. Desert Dust's step was at an extremely precise time, squeezing Hai Wuliang's space to move.
Even if Han Wenqing had a lot of experience, he shouldn't have been able to pinch his weak spot in one step, right?
"Old Lin, you betrayed me!!" Fang Rui's words suddenly popped up in the chat.
Everyone stared blankly, and then realized that this Old Lin was referring to Lin Jingyan, right?
Lin Jingyan was very familiar with Fang Rui. Even if Fang Rui had changed classes, the one who understood him the most was still Lin Jingyan. And Lin Jingyan understood him, which meant that Tyranny understood him as well. Right now, he was no longer Fang Rui's teammate, but his opponent.
Yes, his opponent.
Then Fang Rui's righteous accusation left everyone speechless. What's more, Lin Jingyan was currently sitting in the player area. How could he expect Lin Jingyan to respond to this conversation?
Naturally, there was another round of merciless ridicule for Fang Rui. But at this moment, Hai Wuliang suddenly made his move!
Sure enough, how despicable, how cunning!
Everyone gasped in surprise. That seemingly laughable sentence was actually just a distraction. This kind of sudden sentence, but with logic to it, really could easily distract people.
Qi Bullet, Flash Burst!
Hai Wuliang used two skills in succession. Qi Bullet in front, blocking Desert Dust's view. Flash Burst behind, condensed qi shooting out from his fingertips with an aura that could pierce through anything.
Desert Dust didn't dodge, didn't dodge, and actually took a step forward.
The Qi Bullet hit Desert Dust's face. This skill's damage wasn't much of a threat, but if Fang Rui used it from an angle that blocked their view, how many people wouldn't subconsciously avoid it?
Han Wenqing could!
Desert Dust's figure didn't change direction at all. Just like that, he took a step forward. The Qi Bullet exploded, and Flash Burst arrived. But in the blink of an eye, the Qi Bullet was completely scattered.
Hai Wuliang's right hand was suddenly caught by Desert Dust's wrist.
Empty-Handed Blade Block!
Han Wenqing actually used this skill to accurately grab Hai Wuliang's hand while his view was blurred.
In the Fighter class, their hands were more or less their weapons. Gloves and gloves were worn directly on the hands.
Block and Disassemble skills, first block, then disassemble. This was the system's decision. The block had been blocked, and the following disassembly was something that Fang Rui couldn't do.
Desert Dust took advantage of the situation and elbowed Hai Wuliang in the chest, followed by a flurry of punches and kicks.
They were both Fighters, but when it came to close combat, a Qi Master was still a distance away from a Striker.
Hai Wuliang was beaten until he covered his head and ran like a rat, rolling around on the ground. The audience laughed loudly, and just as they were enjoying watching, Desert Dust's offensive suddenly stopped. Hai Wuliang, who was rolling around, actually escaped from his consecutive attacks.
This …
Everyone stared blankly.
They didn't think that Desert Dust's consecutive attacks had any openings, but just like that, Hai Wuliang seemed to have been kicked away, and Desert Dust's combo was interrupted.
"Being beaten like that, it really isn't cool." Fang Rui was actually still talking in the chat.
Cool? The audience laughed again. What does this word have to do with a wretched guy like you?
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