Du Ming's face was ashen. He no longer dared to be careless. He brought out the spirit he had in the finals and fought with 120% of his concentration against Tang Rou, quickly gaining the upper hand.
At the pro player seats, apart from Samsara's players, everyone else was laughing like crazy.
Everyone could see that Du Ming's skill level was definitely above that beauty's. However, this beauty wasn't as simple as a normal player. In the end, Du Ming was careless and was caught off guard by a small probability event, losing this round.
But it wasn't over yet. When the small probability event happened again, it made people wonder whether it was a small probability or a large probability.
In the eyes of the audience, when a pro player fought against a normal player, they would win ten times out of ten. If they fought a hundred times, they would accept a small probability of losing a few times. In the end, a total of three matches had been completed, and Du Ming had already lost twice. The booing and jeering reached a new climax. Even if Du Ming won this round, he wouldn't be able to regain his face. If he wanted to prove that these two losses were just coincidences, he would have to win at least eight or ten more rounds. But this was an official All-Star Weekend event. Would they give him that chance?
Thinking of this, Du Ming's mood became even heavier. But at this time, he didn't dare to be too distracted. If he was carelessly taken down again, he would really have no face to see others in the future.
The completely messed up game continued. There was a holographic projection on the arena, and the emcee could only stand on the sidelines with a bitter look on his face. He had already found someone to continue persuading Chen Guo. Right now, he couldn't help but turn his head to look in that direction. In the end, he saw Ye Xiu walk over. After a moment of surprise, he recognized that he was with the two beauties and immediately went up to greet him.
"I'll go call her down!" Ye Xiu said to the host.
"Thank you! Thank you! "The host was so moved that he was about to cry.
Ye Xiu looked left and right and pointed in a certain direction: "Can we go up there?"
The host stared blankly for a moment, then immediately nodded his head: "Yes … …"
Ye Xiu nodded his head and walked over from the side of the stage. The emcee watched as Ye Xiu walked away and scratched his head in confusion. Once the match started, all the lights were turned off in order to break out of the holographic projection effect. The small ladder leading to the competition stage was buried in the darkness and was impossible to see. This person … seemed to be quite familiar with this arena.
But at least the reinforcements had come. The emcee calmed down a little and hurriedly paid attention to the situation on the field. Du Ming was completely engrossed in this match. The match progressed very quickly, and he had the upper hand from the beginning. Although Tang Rou's hand speed was slightly higher than his, she was eventually suppressed due to her lack of strategy. Du Ming carefully judged what was effective and what was just a random attack. He seized this opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack.
With Tang Rou's expert speed, it would take a lot of effort for her to capture such an opportunity. However, Du Ming no longer cared about this little bit of effort. If he didn't get serious, he would really lose face.
This match ended faster than any of the previous matches. The emcee estimated the time and knew that the reinforcements hadn't arrived yet! But if the two of them had both left the competition stage … …
There were no ifs … …
The emcee's face was covered in tears. The two of them didn't even leave the competition stage and immediately started a new round of matches. And this time, the audience could clearly see that the one who turned on the system and initiated the challenge was Du Ming again, not the defeated Tang Rou.
Tang Rou had simply accepted the challenge.
"Hahahaha, Du Ming's really anxious!" The pro players laughed quite a bit. They knew what Du Ming was thinking. He desperately wanted to win as many matches as possible and regain as much face as possible. He knew that this event wouldn't allow the two of them to fight endlessly, but he had no choice. He could only act on his own initiative and win as many matches as he could in a few minutes!
Tang Rou was still using the newbie's blitz. Du Ming's desire to win had finally reached its peak. He had complete control of the situation. He didn't reveal any openings. Strong attacks, continuous strong attacks. His unrestrained playstyle finally revealed the elegance of a "Berserker". This match ended even faster than the previous one.
He didn't withdraw. He challenged again. The one who initiated the challenge was still Du Ming.
The boos that had originally been there all stopped at this moment. The audience suddenly understood what Du Ming was trying to do. He desperately wanted to prove himself. He wanted to use his actions to fight back against the audience's boos.
After all, the Samsara audience still supported Du Ming from the bottom of their hearts. The boos towards him could be considered a reminder to him, reminding him to quickly pull himself together. And now, they finally saw this point. The boos weren't for nothing. Everyone felt gratified.
The new round of matches had already begun. Even though the two matches had ended quickly, the fact was that the two of them had already reached the sixth match. The emcee, as the person in charge of the match, was in a terrible fix. His earpiece was filled with voices urging him to hurry up and finish the match. As for the television broadcast, he heard that they had already gone into commercial break.
But what should he do now? It wasn't easy for him to find a way to deal with Tang Rou, but he didn't expect that the problem wasn't with Tang Rou. It was that Du Ming, after losing twice, started to not give up and wanted to prove himself …
Helpless, the emcee could only run over to the pro players. He hoped that Team Samsara's players could persuade Du Ming. However, he felt like it would be a bit difficult. Samsara's players definitely didn't want Du Ming to lose face. They would probably support him trying to regain face. Then there was Samsara's Zhou Zekai. Ask him a few questions, and in a minute, the match would be over …..
The emcee discovered that he had truly calculated everything today. Sure enough, Samsara's people were just as he thought. They all pretended to be deaf and mute, humming and hahaha. Right now, Du Ming was going all-out. In addition, his opponent wasn't retreating. It was a fight to the death. The battle progressed extremely quickly. A match was over in one or two minutes. The emcee ran over to the pro players and said a few words. Samsara's players hesitated for a bit. Another match had already ended.
The winner was still Du Ming. The one who wasn't willing to give up was still Du Ming.
"I've won three matches in a row ….." Du Ming counted clearly, but how many matches did he need to win to be considered good? He didn't have an exact number. He only knew that the event wouldn't allow him to continue fighting endlessly, but he couldn't care less.
"I'll just fight until someone comes to stop me." Du Ming thought to himself. He had already sent out another challenge. The other side decisively accepted. The crowd let out cries of astonishment. When would this messy challenge end?
As soon as the match began, Du Ming immediately threw himself into the match. The emcee tried his best to persuade Samsara's players, but Du Ming's teammates showed their teamwork. They all had the same thought as Du Ming: they'll just fight until someone comes to stop them. However, the person who would stop them definitely wouldn't be from Team Samsara. As a result, they all tried to refuse the emcee's advice.
In the blink of an eye, another match ended. Du Ming had successfully won four matches in a row. After displaying the strength that a pro player should have, Tang Rou didn't have any chance at all.
Du Ming looked around. He didn't see anyone coming to stop him, so he immediately sent out a fifth challenge.
Tang Rou didn't hesitate. She immediately clicked accept, but the hand that was moving the mouse was already trembling. Just as she was about to accept, another hand reached out and pressed down on her hand.
Tang Rou stared blankly for a moment, but she quickly recognized who this person was just by looking at this hand.
"That's enough!" Ye Xiu's voice came from beside her.
Tang Rou lifted her head. Her gaze was resolute: "I can win."
Ye Xiu nodded his head: "You can win, but he can win too. He'll win ten matches, you'll win one. What does that prove? If you just wanted to prove that you could win, you would have done it a long time ago. "
"I can beat him!" Tang Rou said.
"You can beat him?" Ye Xiu laughed, "I think you're misunderstanding something! In Glory, it's not about which player can stand at the end, but whose character can stand at the end. Even if you tire him out to the point where he can't continue, I'm sure that his character will stand at the end more times than you. The one who wins will still be him, not you. "
Tang Rou stared blankly. She stared at her Battle Mage on the screen and didn't say anything for a long time.
"I also have to remind you that among pro players, there are many who have tenacious willpower like yours. Don't look down on others!" Ye Xiu continued.
The screen was frozen like that for a long time. Before, they were always impatient to enter the match, but this time, no one accepted the challenge.
"It's only been four matches! Why aren't you accepting? "Du Ming couldn't sit still anymore. Their current record was 5 to 2. He felt like this was far from enough to save his face. He still wanted to win a few more matches and prove himself in front of the audience.
"What's wrong? Can't she do it?" The pro players were no longer laughing and chatting with each other. As for the teams other than Samsara, they didn't care about Du Ming at all. They wanted to use this opportunity to see how capable this new player was.
The only one who was happy was the host. He reckoned that the reinforcements he had brought over had finally been of use and had convinced the beauty to stop. As a result, the host didn't waste any more words with Samsara and decisively ran towards the stage.
On the screen, Tang Rou's screen dimmed. She had logged out of the game. Tang Rou stood up and prepared to leave the stage with Ye Xiu.
No one thought that Du Ming's voice would suddenly ring out in the stadium.
"What's wrong, beauty? You don't dare to come? "
This was a common provocation between pro players, but to do the same to a normal player, it was a bit ungentlemanly. However, for the current Du Ming, he felt like winning these matches wasn't enough. Since the other side didn't want to fight, he hoped that the other side would admit defeat.
Don't dare? Tang Rou had never heard of such a word in her dictionary. She immediately turned around and was about to fight again, when she saw Ye Xiu calmly turn on the speakers.
"Why don't you let me try?" Ye Xiu said.
The stadium went into an uproar. Where did this person come from?
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