Fang Rui sat in the competitor booth, quietly waiting for the next opponent to arrive.
He won!
And the one who won was Zhou Zekai, ending his winning streak. In the eyes of many viewers, Fang Rui had done something amazing, something to be proud of.
But Fang Rui didn't think so.
So what if it was Zhou Zekai? Did beating him mean he would win the championship? Of course not. Not only would he not be able to win the championship, he wouldn't even be able to win the group arena.
In Fang Rui's eyes, this was Samsara's second player in the group arena. Even though he was very strong, even though he was very difficult to deal with, more importantly, Samsara still had three more players to go up after him. Beating him was only a small step on the road to victory. There were still many more obstacles to be overcome!
So, what was there to be happy about? He was far from being happy, far from being proud, far from being proud!
Next player!
His current goal was the next player, and then the next, and then the next, and then the next and the next.
In order to pursue victory, the desire to win would never stop. Only by continuously beating the next player could he stand on the final podium.
So, who was the next player? Go up!
The next player came.
Samsara's third player, Lu Boyuan.
In the end, Samsara had taken Fang Minghua's advice. The entire team had a deep trust in him. This wasn't because he had the most experience, or because he had made a special contribution to Samsara. On the contrary, everyone respected him because he never showed off these two points. He always talked about things as they were, using reason to convince others.
Lu Boyuan's wish came true. After getting the chance to go up, he was extremely excited, but then he quickly calmed down. When he entered the booth and started the match, he quickly let reason take over him.
The match officially began.
On one side was a Qi Master, on the other side was a Grappler. This was a battle between Fighters.
However, Lu Boyuan's Grappler, Chaotic Cloudy Mountains, was new and full of energy. As for Fang Rui's Qi Master, Hai Wuliang? Even though he had defeated Zhou Zekai's Cloud Piercer, he had lost quite a bit of his own energy. He had already lost 47% of his HP. He still had 53% left.
After all, in the previous match, Hai Wuliang had been constantly attacked by the NPCs. It was impossible for him not to lose any HP in the process. However, he defeated his opponent under such conditions. Of course, it was because he had intentionally taken advantage of the situation, but it was still very impressive. If it was someone else, would they be able to make use of him?
However, it seemed like Fang Rui had no such plans this time. As soon as the match started, his Hai Wuliang rushed out.
After defeating his opponent, it was time to move on to the next one!
This was the only thought in Fang Rui's mind. He knew that there wasn't much he could do in today's decisive battle.
In the previous match, although he had only defeated an opponent with 45% of his HP remaining, Fang Rui had used up a lot of his HP.
The tactic he had chosen had increased his burden from the very beginning. No matter if it was mental or mechanical, the chaotic situation he had chosen was much more taxing than a normal match. However, his condition wasn't perfect.
He felt tired. He felt his concentration waning. However, he persevered. He had defeated Zhou Zekai, and now, he was still actively preparing to defeat his next opponent.
Because he knew that this was the only thing he could fight for this season. The further he could go, the further he could go. Today, he probably wouldn't be able to recover to his peak condition. He probably wouldn't be able to help Happy in the team competition.
Fang Rui wasn't willing to accept this. Extremely unwilling.
He was Happy's highest-paid player. He had Happy's strongest character. This was something he would never forget. However, in the team's most crucial match, when the team needed him the most, he couldn't do anything?
Fang Rui hated it. He hated it very, very much.
However, he wouldn't be impulsive.
He wouldn't think about trying to persevere in the team competition.
Because he had a clear understanding of himself. From the very beginning, he knew how much strength he could contribute today. He had originally wanted to save his strength for the group arena, and then fight in the more crucial team competition. But now, in the team competition, he was no longer confident that he could contribute 100%. He was afraid that he would become a burden to the team.
As a result, he could only do it here. He would contribute as much as he could. This was all he had.
In the middle of the canyon, the two characters met.
Lu Boyuan was eager to fight, but Fang Rui didn't delay either. He knew that his condition wasn't something that could be recovered in a few seconds. He wanted to do as much as he could while he was still mentally strong and able to concentrate.
Forward!
Hai Wuliang continued forward, but Chaotic Cloudy Mountain didn't retreat.
The distance between the two continued to close. As a Qi Master, he could have started attacking a long time ago, but Hai Wuliang didn't.
He couldn't be going for close combat, right?
Out of the four Fighter professions, Qigong Masters were the weakest in close combat. On the other hand, Strikers and Grapplers were among the best in terms of close combat ability among all the classes.
Fang Rui couldn't be going for close combat. What was he planning?
Everyone was thinking the same thing, including Lu Boyuan on the field. A player like Fang Rui made people feel a deep sense of distrust. If you only judged his actions from the surface, it would always be wrong.
Lu Boyuan didn't even dare to blink. He just stared at the approaching character on the screen.
Roll!
Hai Wuliang suddenly rolled.
He didn't attack. With the skills of a Grappler, he couldn't attack at this distance. But Fang Rui's Hai Wuliang looked like he was dodging.
A scheme is coming!
Everyone thought, including Lu Boyuan on the field.
Chaotic Cloudy Mountain immediately jumped to the side. No matter what kind of attack Hai Wuliang was going to use, moving irregularly was the safest option.
But Hai Wuliang didn't do anything. This roll seemed like a normal roll.
Lu Boyuan remained vigilant. Wasn't this kind of deliberately mystifying action very normal for Fang Rui? He couldn't afford to be careless for even a second.
But he had to be on the offensive.
Lu Boyuan was on guard, but he still had Chaotic Cloudy Mountain get closer. If a Grappler wanted to attack, he had to be close.
And so Hai Wuliang rolled again. This time, he didn't move forward, left, or right. Instead, he moved backward.
The broadcast and the big screen in the stadium immediately zoomed in on Hai Wuliang, just like when he had rolled. Everyone thought that Fang Rui was definitely going to attack at this moment.
Last time, he hadn't.
This time, Fang Rui didn't disappoint.
As he rolled, Hai Wuliang secretly rubbed his palms. Lu Boyuan couldn't see it, but the audience watching the broadcast could.
Suddenly, everyone felt a sense of joy. "I knew it would be like this."
But what use was it if they knew?
The Qi Blade flew out, but Hai Wuliang didn't stop rolling. He changed direction and rolled in another direction.
How treacherous!
The audience members who saw Hai Wuliang secretly rubbed out his Qi Blade immediately realized what Hai Wuliang was trying to do.
When he rubbed out his Qi Blade, it wasn't aimed at Chaotic Cloudy Mountain. It was aimed at empty air. But now that Hai Wuliang had changed direction, Lu Boyuan immediately adjusted his rhythm. If Chaotic Cloudy Mountain changed direction and chased after him, the Qi Blade would become a precise attack.
The Qi Blade flew out. It was so closely connected to Hai Wuliang's change of direction, and the angle was so sneaky. If Lu Boyuan had paid close attention to his movements, if Lu Boyuan had quickly adjusted his rhythm, this Qi Blade would have been very, very easy to miss.
So …
Was it wrong to be too focused and to react too quickly in a match against Fang Rui?
It was a pity that Lu Boyuan made this "mistake."
He was eager to fight. While maintaining his calm, he also ensured that his focus was extremely high. His reaction speed was even higher than normal.
And then he was hit.
Qi Blade!
It only made a sound when it hit Lu Boyuan. A mark appeared on Chaotic Cloudy Mountain's body, the mark of a Qi Blade.
Many people felt sorry for Lu Boyuan. The Qi Blade had a certain amount of impact. Lu Boyuan's rhythm had been broken just like that. The reason was because he had been too focused and reacted too quickly …
But soon, everyone realized that Chaotic Cloudy Mountain's rhythm hadn't been disrupted. His next step was still where it should be.
Oh …
Everyone realized.
Reinforced Iron Bones!
Lu Boyuan had activated Reinforced Iron Bones for Chaotic Cloudy Mountain. But when he looked back, that sneaky Qi Blade hadn't appeared in his line of sight. Lu Boyuan's quick reactions and adjustments had caused him to miss this attack. However, he had activated 'Steel Bones' a long time ago. He seemed to have anticipated that Fang Rui would definitely use some dirty moves that he would not have expected, causing him to fall for it.
You can get hit, but don't even think about stopping my attack.
Chaotic Cloudy Mountain charged forward. Samsara's stadium erupted in applause.
“3”
At this moment, a number 3 popped up in the public chat. The sender was Hai Wuliang, Fang Rui.
What did that mean?
Everyone was stunned.
Was he purposely trying to be mysterious again?
Ignore him! Kill him!!
The stadium erupted in cheers again.
It was 3% …
But in the stadium, in a very inconspicuous corner, not even a seat, there was a person standing there, watching the match. He silently understood the meaning of this number 3. If someone could ignore the tense match and look back, they would immediately recognize this person. This was the player who had announced his retirement after the semifinals, Lin Jingyan.
Team Wind Howl's Lin Jingyan, Team Tyranny's Lin Jingyan. No matter which team he was on, even if he had retired, he was the person who understood Fang Rui the best.
3。
It was 3%, the damage from that Qi Blade. It was the health Chaotic Cloudy Mountain had just lost.
Fang Rui was counting and calculating his damage output. He was using this method to record the amount of strength he had contributed in today's match.
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It's a bit late, 2 o 'clock. But with my usual trash performance, some people might think, "Ha, 2 o 'clock, that's pretty early" …
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