Raging Dragon's Breath.
This skill could attack a target from four directions. If the target didn't have a Blink skill, it was basically impossible to dodge.
Holy Heart was a support-type Cleric. Naturally, his skill tree was mostly support-type magic. He could heal and recover, but he didn't have any combat skills like Blink.
The only invulnerability skill that could block all damage was still on cooldown. Unable to dodge, he could only use his back to take Mingdu's Dragon's Breath head-on.
Although Mingdu was a lightning-type Mage, his Fire Attribute was also extremely high. He also had the number one godly fire-type weapon, the Vermillion Bird Staff, in his hand. His fire-type magic damage was even higher than lightning-type magic damage. Moreover, Dragon's Breath was the king of fire-type magic. The damage of this thick spit had far exceeded everyone's imagination.
Not to mention that Holy Heart was still in a Red Blood state, even if he was at full HP, he would still be dead after taking a hit from Mingdu.
Rumble!
Four fire dragons smashed into the back of the Templar Heart at the same time.
Holy Heart didn't even have the time to grunt before he was blasted into smithereens and teleported off the stage.
System Notice: Sixth round, Motley Crowd Battle Team Mingdu wins. Second round has ended. Both teams will take a break.
Below the stage, on the Templar's side, Templar's Heart, who had just lost their match, had a depressed look on their face.
In the sixth round, Holy Heart truly felt wronged for losing.
A starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Even if Templar's Heart wasn't a combat class, its strength was still there for all to see. If Templar's Heart fought Radiant in a standard manner, even if Templar's Heart couldn't kill Radiant, it could easily drag out the match until it ended and end in a draw.
However, Holy Heart didn't know what was good for him and chose to self-destruct against Mingdu. Little did he know that Mingdu actually had a shameless skill like Hand Casting.
Furthermore, the Templar's Heart didn't even think about where this self-destructing style came from. With a despicable teammate like Wuji, how could Radiant City not be on guard against such a shameless style of play?
If he lost to Radiant City, he could only blame that brat for being too full of himself.
In the end, he gave Mingdu a kill.
On the Ragtag Bunch's side, killing three people earned them three points. With the addition of the two kills, they earned five points in the second round, while the Saint Church Battle Team only earned one point.
After two matches, the total score was nine to two, with the ragtag team leading by seven points.
Everyone felt like they were dreaming about this score.
As a grassroots team, the Ragtag Bunch Battle Team's strength was very transparent. Throughout the competition, they had been meticulous in their calculations and tricks. Although they had won the competition, the majority of the audience was crying out for their opponent's injustice.
After all, esports depended on hard power. The audience wouldn't be convinced by a motley team's method of victory.
However, in this match, the motley crew displayed a strength that no one had expected.
The Templar Battle Team was one of the teams that had the highest chance of winning this competition. They were so strong that even a strong team like Pantheon wouldn't dare to say that they could win.
However, it was hard to accept that they had such a pitiful record after two matches.
It was no wonder that people would say that he had been bribed. Anyone would be suspicious in such a situation.
…
The second match ended.
After exiting the gaming cabin, both teams returned to their respective resting rooms.
Holy Heart was still feeling depressed about the previous match. At this moment, he lowered his head with guilt written all over his face. At the same time, he muttered to himself, "Why did I self-destruct? If I ran, he definitely wouldn't be able to catch up to me … "
"Alright, don't blame yourself anymore, brother."
Seeing that Holy Heart still hadn't recovered from the shadow of the previous defeat, Locke patted Holy Heart's shoulder and said, "It's just a mere seven points difference. The last match has a total of twenty points. We don't care about this small difference."
"Is our plan reliable?" Holy Heart was a little doubtful. "What if we fail? Such a large point difference can't be easily reduced. "
After the previous battle, the Templar Heart had gained a better understanding of the Ragtag Team.
The reason why this group of people could fight their way to the finals was not just because they were sinister and cunning.
Although their strength and mechanical skills were far from being a top-tier professional player, they all had unique skills. Who knew when they would come up with a trick to turn the tables? Such an unstable factor was the most unreliable part of the plan.
"Don't worry!"
Locke smiled and said, "Hasn't their biggest weakness already been exposed in front of us? As long as we grasp this point, this group of people will lose without a doubt."
"Is it that easy? That guy is very strong. "Holy Heart frowned and said.
"Hehe!" Locke laughed and said, "The third match is our home field. If we can't win even in the trap we have set up, then this is definitely the Lord's decision. We are willing to respect the Lord's will."
"Alright."
Holy Heart was clearly a devout believer. Seeing that Locke had even mentioned the Lord, Holy Heart could only shut his mouth.
Compared to Templar's Heart's cautiousness, Radiant, who had just won the last match, was still bragging to his teammates about how brilliant he was and how retarded and trashy his opponents were. It felt as if the ragtag team had already won the entire match.
"That's enough. Shut up!" Wuji rolled his eyes at Mingdu and forcefully interrupted Mingdu's bragging. "Look at your proud face. They didn't even fight seriously in the second match. Otherwise, you would have won."
"Jealousy. It's definitely jealousy!" Mingdu looked at Wuji with disdain and said, "Jealousy will make you even uglier. I've decided. I'm going to brag about this match for a year and piss you off to death."
"I also think that they didn't fight seriously."
Wang Yu rubbed his chin and agreed.
"Don't talk, bull with a zero win rate." Mingdu began to ridicule Locke.
"…"
Wang Yu was silent for a moment. He turned his head and asked Wuji, "As the team leader, do I have the authority to kick a member out of the battle team?"
"Of course!"
Wuji nodded and said calmly, "Those who are kicked out of the battle team won't even get a basic salary, let alone a bonus."
"Dad!"
Mingdu's face darkened when he heard that. He directly knelt in front of Wang Yu. The arrogant attitude just now was gone.
"Go go go. Go play somewhere else." Wang Yu was too lazy to pay attention to this shameless person. He waved his hand and pulled Mingdu to the side. He turned to ask Wuji, "How should we fight the next match?"
"The next match will be very difficult!"
Wuji pondered and said, "We must be prepared for both sides."
"Why?" Mingdu came over again and said, "We are now leading by seven points. Why is it difficult?"
"Do you think the difference of seven points is very big?" Wuji frowned and said, "The winner of the last match will get ten extra points."
"Are you worried about the opponent's home ground?" Wang Yu asked again.
"It doesn't matter if it's their home ground or not." Wuji said, "The important thing is that our weakness has been seen through by them."
PS: I wrote the wrong chapter number, and I made a few wrong chapters … I'm so dizzy.
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