When Rising Dragon Soars the Sky sent Moon Luring Frost flying, the spectators could see where he was going to be blasted. Du Ming, who was in the middle of the fight, was probably the last one to notice the situation. Even though the ordinary spectators saw it, they didn't react as quickly. However, the pro players were different. When they saw where Moon Luring Frost was being blasted, they were stunned at first, but quickly realized that this wasn't a meaningless action.
What happened next confirmed their suspicions.
A hole that didn't seem deep at first wouldn't be able to restrict a character's movements. If Du Ming had noticed this from the start, he would have been able to dodge the Dragon Breaks the Ranks in time.
Unfortunately, he didn't notice this detail. He moved sideways to counterattack, but was blocked by the shallow layer of mountain wall beside him.
With this block, the opportunity was lost. It was too late to do anything else.
The following Dragon Breaks the Ranks and Rising Dragon Soars the Sky sent Moon Luring Frost even deeper into the pit. At this point, Du Ming's Moon Luring Frost was no longer an obstacle. At this point, Du Ming's Moon Luring Frost was completely trapped.
Movement could only be done in one direction.
Attacks could only be done in one direction.
Not all skills could be used in this direction. For example, even though Downwind Sword Slash was a straight forward slash, Moon-Luring Frost was currently stuck in the cliff face. There was no space for him to get into the attacking pose, so he naturally couldn't use the skill.
"Du Ming has lost."
At this moment, everyone dared to make such a confident judgment.
He couldn't move as he pleased, he couldn't use skills as he pleased, and he couldn't even jump. Han Yanrou was guarding the entrance. Dancing Fire Flowing Flame had long since entered the pit. Skills? Was there even a need? Tang Rou had Han Yanrou use normal attacks, but Du Ming had no way of having Moon Luring Frost dodge. In a situation where he couldn't move, parrying was a fantasy. Han Yanrou's following attacks hit 100% of the time. This left Du Ming even more helpless. Even if he had thousands of skills that could instantly teleport him out of the pit, he wouldn't have the opportunity to use them.
He fell just like that …
Du Ming felt even more helpless and depressed than Mo Fan, who had been defeated by Zhou Zekai's Cloud Piercer in the fourth round.
At least Mo Fan still had room to maneuver. At least he could show what he was trying to do, regardless of whether he succeeded in the end.
But Du Ming?
He had even been deprived of the right to even attempt anything. In such a pit, he was stabbed again and again by Han Yanrou until he died. He was in an extremely sorry state.
Winner, Happy Tang Rou!
The system meticulously announced the victory. The Happy fans in the stadium were overjoyed, cheering and jumping up and down. Samsara's fans were dumbstruck. When Zhou Zekai had fought a 1v3, they had thought that victory was already in their grasp. Happy had already been defeated. But now, Happy had unexpectedly caught up to them again. Tang Rou's Han Yanrou still had 73% health left. She would face Samsara's final player in this condition. Under such circumstances, it was hard to say who would emerge victorious in this battle.
How could it be like this?
Samsara's fans were still in a daze.
Zhou Zekai had fought a 1v3. Cloud Piercer had nearly half of his health to face Happy's second-to-last player. Everyone had thought that this was an insurmountable gap.
And then, did it feel like they were being chased? It didn't seem like it. Everyone had been waiting to see when the victory would be decided. But suddenly, it had become this situation. Suddenly, Samsara's insurmountable advantage had been reduced to just this little bit. A 100% health advantage versus 73% health advantage.
The crowd couldn't hold it in anymore. This was the deciding round of the finals. This was the moment when a team needed support and encouragement the most. But at this moment, Team Samsara heard boos.
Glory's devilish home stadium.
Samsara's undefeatable home. After Happy had destroyed Samsara's undefeated home stadium record in the previous round, this round, Happy had made Team Samsara hear boos in their home stadium.
And not long ago, the entire stadium had been filled with the excitement of winning the championship. Their emotions had gone from one extreme to the other. It could be seen just how big of a difference Samsara's fans were feeling right now.
Lu Boyuan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Du Ming, who had just walked out of the player booth, was also somewhat at a loss when he heard the crowd's boos.
The first player, Sun Xiang, had performed well. Zhou Zekai had been impeccable. The excitement of winning the championship had been ignited by him. But after him, Lu Boyuan, Du Ming, and Samsara went from prosperity to decline. It was in the process of their appearance.
Zhou Zekai had been defeated by Fang Rui. But in that battle, Cloud Piercer had lost even less health than Fang Rui's Hai Wuliang. Then Lu Boyuan had gone up. Then Du Ming had gone up. Now, both of them had lost. Together, they hadn't been able to take out a single health from Happy.
The audience was no longer in the mood to savor the process. They were only in the mood to see the result. They had reached an intolerable bottom line.
In such an important match, the fans of the home team booed the home team. This rare scene had finally appeared.
Samsara's fans were dissatisfied because they had high expectations for their team. But what about the pro players? They were more neutral. But in comparison, they found it more interesting to see a dark horse like Happy topple Samsara, who had already won two championships in a row.
Happy had gone from being left in the dust to suddenly catching up. Even the more rational fans felt excited. They wanted to see if the situation would become more interesting.
Would it be a 1v3?
Finally, it was Happy's turn to look forward to it. Zhou Zekai had fought Happy in a 1v3. Now Tang Rou had fought a 1v3 for Samsara. And it was a 1v3 for Samsara. What could be more beautiful than this?
"1v3!!"
Happy's fans were already shouting. This angered Samsara's fans even more. Their boos grew even louder. They wanted their team to wake up. Originally, it was their 1v3 that gave them the lead. Now, their opponents were calling it a 1v3. They had lost all face!
Amidst the cheers of the away team's 1v3 and the dissatisfied boos of his own team, Samsara's vice-captain Jiang Botao stood up. Enduring the pressure from both sides, he walked onstage.
The boos in the stadium immediately quieted down. It could be seen that Jiang Botao was quite popular among Samsara's fans. He had been in the top ten and even top five of the All-Stars for two years in a row.
Samsara's fans were very dissatisfied with the situation, but the two players who had caused this situation had already been defeated. Seeing that their vice-captain would be coming out next, many of Samsara's fans began to look forward to it. The boos immediately quieted down.
Even so, the pressure on Jiang Botao didn't lessen at all. He knew very well that the reason the boos had quieted down was because they had placed all their hopes on him. If he couldn't give them a satisfactory answer, then the boos he would have to endure when he left the stage would be even more intense than before.
He couldn't afford to lose this round!
It wasn't just the fans' emotions. It was his team's morale. If he suffered such a blow, then it would be extremely disadvantageous for the team competition. He had to think of a way to stabilize the situation.
Jiang Botao walked onto the stage. His movements weren't too fast, but they weren't too slow either. He walked towards the referee, reported to the referee, and then entered the player booth. Everything proceeded in a calm and orderly manner. He was adjusting his emotions, making himself as calm as possible. He wasn't worried about his gains and losses.
Characters loaded. Map loaded. The ninth round of the group arena, the deciding match, finally began. Happy Tang Rou, character Han Yanrou, 73% health. Samsara's Jiang Botao, character Empty Waves, 100% health.
Han Yanrou charged out.
Just like in the previous round, and the round before that, she didn't think and was extremely decisive.
This was Tang Rou's style. She had always been like this.
But now, no one would think of Tang Rou as purely as she did. In the match that had just ended, Du Ming, who had been in such a strong state, had lost so miserably. He hadn't lost in mechanics, nor had he lost in technique. He had lost in calculation.
And these calculations had been done so quietly. Before the situation had happened, no one had been able to detect it.
This made it so that the players facing Tang Rou had to be more vigilant. The pro players on the sidelines had already told each other to be careful, just in case they might encounter this Best Rookie in the future.
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