Miracle Bro, who had lost a HP, couldn't hold on for too long under Chen Guang's seemingly calm but actually dangerous pressure.
One HP had a huge impact on a solo match. In addition, in a match between experts, it was a battle of fundamentals, details, and operations. If he lost one step, he would lose everything.
If he was facing a normal player, Miracle Bro might have been able to use his top-notch techniques to turn the tables if he didn't make a mistake.
Unfortunately, he was facing Chen Guang, Chen Guang, who had experienced the hellish training of the Heavenly Holy Grail. In Chen Guang's dictionary, there was no such thing as a mistake. He could only advance step by step and pursue victory.
He never made a mistake.
After another three minutes, Miracle Bro lost two more HP.
After the two sides fought for a while, Miracle Bro, who was at a disadvantage, decisively used Thunderball and instantly switched to Ghost Walk to retreat. But after seven seconds, he actually died to Chen Guang's predictive stream of consciousness.
At that moment, flames descended from the sky with a terrifying, powerful, and despair-inducing consciousness like a god looking down on the earth. It burned the heavily injured Supplicant Karl to pieces.
The noisy stadium fell into a strange silence at that moment.
This was another one of the top 10 highlights, and it was the No.1 one.
After Chen Guang displayed his flawless and lightning-fast control, he once again brought out his foresight that reigned supreme in the world.
Many of the audience were confused. The more they understood the match, the more they felt it was inconceivable.
"Didn't he not see it after he switched to Stealth? How could he hit it with that kind of movement? I don't understand! "
"Don't ask me, I don't understand either. If I understood, the one sitting there would be me. "
The pro players, on the other hand, weren't as surprised. After all, in their professional careers and in the Stairway Rankings, it was common for them to make a prediction kill. However, what they cared about the most was the decisiveness and straightforwardness of Chen Guang's skill casting.
He did not hesitate at all and instantly moved the mouse to the edge of the grass behind the middle tower. It was as if he had already grasped the speed and trajectory of the invisible Brother Miracle's Ghost Walk.
The most chilling thing was that when the Heavenly Flame exploded, Brother Miracle was right in the middle of the skill's range!
This wasn't a lucky hit, but rather Brother Miracle's death was decided when he switched to his stealth state!
When he was killed, Brother Miracle had already been invisible for a full seven seconds!
Everyone had the same thought in their minds. How did he do it?
Could it be that … the gap between humans and Gods was really that big?
Many of the pro players pondered for a long time. Despite their arrogance, they had no choice but to admit this cruel reality. If this really wasn't a coincidence, then they wouldn't have been able to make such a confident and accurate prediction.
None of the hundreds of thousands or even millions of Dota players around the world could do it.
Even the other big esports force that was at loggerheads with Knife Pig, the players who took the time to watch the Dota competition couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. Fortunately, the Omnipotent Superman didn't practice League of Legends.
They really didn't want to see their idol being crushed on the ground like Brother Miracle, who was now known as the number one mid laner in the Dota profession.
In a normal solo match, the winner would be determined by three kills or pushing down two towers. Now, although Brother Miracle had only died twice, everyone knew that the winner of this match had been determined.
Chen Guang's seemingly casual throw destroyed all of Brother Miracle's confidence and completely left the two players behind in terms of equipment and level.
After reviving in the spring for the second time, Brother Miracle's Carl didn't move. The camera switched to his face, and everyone realized that his eyes were a little dull, as if he was still immersed in the memory of the moment when he was killed.
He had been beaten senseless!
Brother Miracle had been beaten senseless!
Unlike the last time when Brother Miracle was defeated, everyone was surprised. The world's number one mid laner in many people's eyes was actually defeated just like that. This should have been a big deal and an incredible thing, but when they thought of Chen Guang's exquisite kill, it didn't seem to be surprising at all.
If he could kill once, of course he could kill a second time.
Others were playing a game, but he was ruling a game.
Finally, after being stunned for about ten seconds, Brother Miracle suddenly came back to his senses. He mechanically and numbly bought a teleportation scroll, and before landing, he habitually clicked on Chen Guang's inventory.
When he saw the Purple Grudge on Chen Guang, he quickly typed GG as soon as he landed.
There was no way they could continue this match.
Seeing the two letters GG appear on the big screen, after a short silence, the 50,000 people in the provincial stadium burst into thunderous applause.
Chen Guang used an indisputable performance to open the curtain of his complete conquest of the world stage in the field of Dota.
No one dared to question the strength of his so-called amateur player. Some people even thought that he didn't participate in professional competitions because he didn't want to lose suspense in Dota, which was famous for its competitive nature.
After all, once there was a team with too strong dominance, it would only bring about a victory without suspense, which could be called a devastating blow to any competitive event.
Football and basketball, these two major sports, had been popular all over the world for many years. In addition to the exciting confrontations, the most attractive thing was that until the last moment, no one dared to say that they were invincible until the real champion picked up the trophy.
The suspense made the game seem more exciting, and it could also make the audience fully immersed.
However, this problem didn't exist for Chen Guang at this time. He only needed to continue to crush all the opponents in front of him.
Even the audience who didn't understand the game and just wanted to join in the fun were watching with relish. Anyway, watching the Chinese beat the fair-skinned, golden-haired foreigners in the game made them happy. No matter what the game was, they were happy when they won.
"Xiao Long, tell Grandma how this Chen Guang won just now."
"Grandma, don't ask, you won't understand even if I tell you."
"You little brat, are you looking down on your grandma? Grandma was also very fashionable when she was young, okay? Who doesn't know that I, Hu Chunhua, am a good dancer? When I was a factory director when I was young, I was also very smart and managed the rice bowls of hundreds of people. Tell me! "
Poor Xiao Long was beaten up by his grandma. Then, he cried and added a lot of personal information into the parts that were simplified during the analysis of the small car.
The old grandma really didn't understand, but she nodded again and again. She looked like she suddenly understood. "Anyway, this Chen Guang is very good. I said that he will definitely win. He is good at everything. Last time I saw the sports channel, he also beat the foreigners with darts until they cried and asked for scolding. You were still fighting with me just now. See, the older the ginger, the spicier. In the future, listen to grandma more. Don't always worship foreign things and support your own people. You said that the name of this foreign player was not good, but he actually called himself Jiuqiansui. Isn't he asking for a beating? Look at you, you still play games all day. You can't even guess who will win or lose as well as me. There is a philosophy of life in this. "
Xiao Long was about to cry. Watching a Dota competition made grandma see the philosophy of life again.
But don't look at his depressed appearance. In fact, he was really convinced in his heart. He also felt that it was like a dream. Brother Jiuqiansui Miracle was actually beaten!
Was this a coincidence?
No, it didn't look like a coincidence at all.
The domestic Dota enthusiasts were completely restless, and there was a lot of discussion.
Some people said that Brother Miracle had just returned from abroad, and he was not used to the environment. His biological clock was not adjusted well, and his condition was not good.
Some people also said that Chen Guang was too lucky. The analysis of the small car commentator made Chen Guang too much of a myth.
There were also people who said that Brother Jiuqiansui Miracle had received money. The purpose of Chen Guang's competition was to promote himself. In fact, they were all acting according to the script. They first let Chen Guang win a game to be happy. Otherwise, why would he sponsor?
Millions of dollars were thrown out, and such a large-scale world-class competition was organized in a few days. How much money was that?
What did he not want?
Whether you believe it or not, I don't believe it.
There was something fishy about this competition!
Once this opinion was born, it gradually spread in the stadium. Many people in the bullet screen and in front of the TV also thought so. After all, this King's Throne Challenge had the intention of burning money from the beginning to the end.
In order to earn hundreds of thousands of dollars, it was not impossible for Brother Miracle to become an actor.
The more everyone thought about it, the more likely it was.
Those who knew a little about the game, but not a lot about it, easily agreed with this idea.
Those who didn't understand the game at all and weren't fans of Chen Guang had even more of an insight into the affairs of the world.
Only those who truly understood the game understood that Chen Guang wasn't an ordinary player, but a scourge that descended from the sky.
Otherwise, it would be the brainless fans of Chen Guang. I don't care what game you play. Brother All-Rounder is invincible in everything he does.
I'm not going to reason with you. I'm his fan. If you don't like it, then hit me.
Then, the skeptics and the supporters almost got into a fight. Fortunately, the neutral party stood up to smooth things over.
"You guys should stop talking. The competition has just begun. Won't we know if we continue? Moreover, even if Brother Miracle is acting, he can't lose ten games in a row, right? Let's not talk about money. As a professional player, losing ten games in a row, does he still want his face? "
"Also, you guys think that Brother Miracle is acting. Aren't there still nineteen players? There are still three days. Why are you guys in such a hurry? "
The two sides who were about to fight suddenly understood. This brother's words were reasonable and convincing.
Moreover, there was a replay of the competition. Dota's competition videos were always open to the public. Naturally, there would be experts reviewing and analyzing it. If there really were signs of acting, they would be able to see it.
The domestic audience was already like this. The foreign audience was even more out of control. But currently, most of them were leaning towards Brother Miracle's poor condition. He was tricked by the Chinese and didn't even get over the time difference. He flew thousands of miles to participate in the competition on the first day and was plotted against.
Only Brother Miracle himself knew that he wasn't acting and wasn't plotted against. His biological clock wasn't a problem.
As a professional esports player, the Chinese players lived in America and the American players lived in China. At this time, he was in high spirits.
Taking advantage of the short game, he turned his head to look at Chen Guang who was resting with his eyes closed. His mind recalled the scene when he was killed twice in the previous game.
An emotion called unwillingness gradually welled up from the bottom of his heart. In all these years, in the field of esports or Dota, he had never sincerely admired anyone.
Now, he didn't want to admit defeat.
Other than hard work and talent, what pushed him to constantly become stronger and reach the peak level of a professional player was his pride that would never be beaten into submission.
"Chinese! I admit that you are very strong, but if you can do it, I can do it too! I am a professional player. I must defend the honor of a professional player! This is my dream, my life! I train hard for more than 12 hours every day. In order to get more points, I don't sleep or rest. We are fighting on the road to the Champion's Shield. I absolutely can't be defeated by an amateur player! "
Brother Miracle thought in his heart. His fists clenched tighter and tighter. He also felt that the burden on his body was gradually becoming heavier.
Once again, the two of them selected five heroes each. The selected roulette once again jumped between ten heroes.
The big screen accurately captured the expressions of Chen Guang and Brother Miracle at this time. Chen Guang looked very calm. He even yawned. Brother Miracle was a little serious.
As the saying goes, the fox mourns the death of the rabbit. The other contestants and the audience, who were also professional players, also felt the pressure on Brother Miracle at this time.
No one would have thought that what was originally just a trip for a local tycoon to earn money would actually become a declaration of war on the world of dota.
What was even more cruel was that this was an e-sports world where the winner was king. It didn't matter whether one was convinced or not. The outcome of the competition was an ironclad fact. No one could deny it.
In the second round, they randomly selected Shadow Demon, also known as Sofa, which could also be called SF. This was the most popular hero in the solo mid-laner competition.
Good trajectory and a skillful Shadowraze skill allowed Shadow Demon to display a player's basic skills to the fullest in a mid-ranged unit.
The usual mid-laner father-son matchup was also born from Shadow Demon.
This god-tier hero was extremely popular and very suitable for new players to experience the game. They could taste all the hero skills in the entire dota in the shortest time. Along with the dota, they witnessed the birth of countless long-lost fathers and sons.
Brother Miracle took a deep breath. It was time to show his strength.
Although it was getting harder and harder for Shadow Demon to appear in the offline competition, that was only because this hero had poor escape abilities.
Brother Miracle liked this hero very much when he was practicing his basic skills in the random matchup. He had absolute confidence in his hero's operation level, and then he was defeated.
Thirteen minutes later, he threw the mouse away and leaned back on the e-sports chair. He felt like his body was hollowed out and he couldn't even speak.
He had clearly played to the extreme, he had clearly worked hard enough, but why did he always inexplicably fall into a disadvantage bit by bit?
He had calculated his HP accurately to the single digits every single time, and he had also grasped the cooldowns of both sides' skills. Yet, he was always a step behind when they clashed. Three deaths, zero kills, and zero kills. Another zero kills.
He was very confused and had no idea why.
If he knew that Chen Guang calculated far more than just HP and skills, and even included the flying speed of the trajectory, the hero's own turning speed, the movement of the minions, and the lifting of the general attack, and even the HP that would automatically recover as time passed when the two of them exchanged HP, he would collapse.
Other professional players calculated their HP in single digits, but Chen Guang calculated it accurately to 0.5!
The difference of a single line was like the difference between heaven and earth.
If losing the first round was a fluke, then what about losing the second round?
Everyone could see that Brother Miracle had tried his best and his condition was impeccable, but he was still defeated.
In the third match, Chen Guang won the Windwalker match once more.
In the fourth round, Chen Guang obtained another victory against the Templar Assassin.
Fifth round …
Sixth round …
Seventh round …
No one knew what was going on today.
From the start, no one thought that Brother Miracle would lose so badly.
Even Grandma Long, who was sitting in front of the TV, said, "This foreign kid, sigh, it really hurts. He's about to cry. Chen Guang is really too much, he doesn't even know that he deliberately let him win. We have to have the demeanor of a big country. "
Gaming enthusiasts were amazed at Chen Guang's strength.
Brother Miracle's die-hard fans were celebrating Brother Miracle's strength.
Brother Miracle's fans had ashen faces as they trembled. There was something going on at home.
The professional players, on the other hand, were sweating profusely as they looked at Brother Miracle, who was controlling his Musketeer to deal the last hit. They could smell a tragic aura.
No one wanted to lose. Losing once or twice was forgivable, losing three or four times was understandable, but losing five or six times was a disaster, and it was a different hero every time. This was unbelievable for a professional player.
Seven or eight times was enough to make one doubt their life.
There wasn't even a need for Chen Guang to say anything. The acting theory was already broken.
No top professional player would be willing to risk losing their reputation and act out a tragedy of losing ten times in a row in front of twenty million eyes.
Although one hundred thousand USD wasn't a small amount, for these top players, it was far less than a large contract for a live broadcast.
Even if it was for his dignity, he wouldn't act like this.
For him to lose so badly, it could only be because his strength was completely crushed.
Peak professional players like Brother Miracle might be standing at the top of human e-sports, but they were facing Chen Guang, who could already be called a god in the field of Dota.
The only one who could defeat a god was the other True God, Jiang Liuyao, who had transformed into a human, and he had relied on cheating methods.
In the ninth game, Chen Guang still won.
Finally, in the tenth game, Brother Miracle rubbed his fingers over his beloved mouse. To everyone's surprise, he was completely calm.
There was no panic on his face, nor was there any hesitation. He looked at his mouse and keyboard with deep affection in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, tilted his head again, and looked straight at Chen Guang. "Hey, brother."
Chen Guang also tilted his head. "Hey, brother."
"You're really strong."
He said.
"Thank you."
With a smile, Chen Guang nodded his head.
"I used to think I was invincible at a certain time. Thank you for making me re-examine this game."
He was very sincere.
Feeling the fighting spirit gradually reigniting on his opponent's face, Chen Guang smiled. After losing nine games in a row, not only had he not collapsed, but he had instead become enlightened.
Of course, he didn't like opponents who collapsed after a single hit. Being able to experience the world's experts one after another while being lonely at the top was what he was really willing to enjoy when he stood at the peak. It was just like the feeling of his heart beating faster and his blood vessels expanding when he defeated all the car kings in Xiangjiang.
"I'm very happy that you think this way. Actually, I used to be your fan, and I really like watching your team's matches."
Since he gave him face, Chen Guang returned the favor.
"Will you play professionally?"
"I don't think it's possible. After this solo match, I might not play this game anymore."
"So I want to defeat you once. This is my last chance?" The light in Brother Miracle's eyes grew brighter.
"Yes."
"I almost wanted to give up this game today, but I thought a lot. Maybe it's just a game to you, but it's my love, my life, my dream. So … "
"What?"
"So, so thank you for letting me see such a strong state, but I will never give up."
"I'm very happy that you think this way."
"Then, let me challenge your throne for the last time!"
The content of their conversation was transmitted to the ears of every audience through the microphone.
It was a little tragic, a little stubborn, but more than that, it was the persistence and unwillingness of an esports genius towards his dream. Even though he knew that he was facing a God, he refused to compromise. Not only in terms of actions, but also in terms of mentality.
As long as the tower did not fall, he would not retreat. Until the very last moment, he would never admit defeat.
Even though he knew that it was a hopeless struggle, he still waved his giant axe and rushed out of the fountain, just to stand in front of his World Tree and struggle for the last ray of hope.
This was esports, this was the Dota Tower.
Of course, what people felt the most was the true meaning behind the name of the Throne Challenge by Chen Guang.
He was not bragging. He was indeed standing at the top of the world, sitting on the throne, looking down on all living things, giving everyone a chance to prove themselves in front of him and the world.
In this field, he was indeed the fully deserving king. Everyone else could only be challengers!
Brother Miracle's last match was slowly sounded in the war horn. He and his Mipo diviner waved the shovel in their hands and walked out.
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