Chapter 1 Just a Strike

Just a strike, of course, wouldn't kill the shooter immediately. However, Qiao Yifan's numerous arrangements had already established a significant advantage. No professional-level Ghost Swordsman would allow themselves to be hit with so many ghost array debuffs at the same time during a one-on-one duel. Qiao Yifan cleverly utilized the characteristics of this map to lure his opponent into a trap. The outcome was decided in that instant.

The shooter's subsequent struggle was just a formality. Qiao Yifan cleanly won the second match of the individual competition.

This turnaround came too quickly...

The face-slapping squad was still immersed in the success of their previous round, still despising Team Happy in various ways. As the second match began, they were focusing their contemptuous fire on One Inch Ash. Before they could fully adjust, the situation on the field changed drastically. One Inch Ash decisively killed his opponent, leaving everyone speechless.

It wasn't just the spectators who were speechless; the members of Team Wuji also felt like they had been slapped in the face.

They had chosen this map to take advantage of their opponent, but they never expected to be thoroughly bullied by their opponent using the same map. This defeat wasn't just about losing points; it was also a bit embarrassing!

However, the system didn't care about the players' emotions. After judging the outcome of this match, it immediately moved on to the third match of the individual competition.

The map for the third match was, unexpectedly, still Riverside Water Gallery.

Team Wuji clearly had studied this map extensively. They used it for all three individual matches, revealing their intention to leave no survivors. It also contained a hint of contempt, as if they believed that the players of Team Happy wouldn't be able to grasp the characteristics of the map and utilize them even after seeing it two or three times.

But after the second match, the players of Team Wuji couldn't calm down. However, it was too late to regret it now. Once the map was chosen, it couldn't be changed.

The third player to appear for Team Wuji was their team's Warlock: Leopold.

"Be careful." The operator of the Warlock, Leopold, received this instruction before entering the arena for the third match.

Team Happy's players' skill level was already recognized by Team Wuji. The fact that they proactively sought them out showed that they recognized their skill to a considerable extent. They felt that Team Happy's players would be a good addition to their strength. They weren't just targeting the possible presence of Ye Qiu.

During the period when they were accepting challenges, Han Yanrou was the most frequent combatant for Team Happy, followed by Steamed Bun Invasion and Windward Formation.

Team Wuji had observed these three players. Now that they were opponents, they valued these three the most. They had conducted some targeted research on these three. However, this was just a serious attitude towards the competition. Team Wuji recognized the strength of these three, but they weren't afraid. If they were truly afraid, He An wouldn't have adopted such a condescending attitude when he came to Happy.

Team Wuji carefully selected the battle map and meticulously arranged the order of their players. They attached considerable importance to their tactics against Happy.

As a result, they had won one and lost one in the individual competition so far. They had defeated Steamed Bun Invasion, whom they had paid attention to, but they were defeated by One Inch Ash, whom they hadn't cared about.

Did Team Happy have any other characters like One Inch Ash? Team Wuji suddenly felt uncertain. How could they dare to be careless in this third individual match?

Leopold stepped onto the stage, and at the same time, Team Happy's character also appeared.

Also a Warlock, Windward Formation.

This was a contest between the same class. This kind of contest tested the players' skill even more.

However, when he saw this opponent, the Wuji player breathed a sigh of relief. At least, this wasn't an unknown opponent. Moreover, in a contest between the same classes, in addition to the player's own skill, the strength of the characters could also determine the outcome.

On this point, Team Wuji was very confident.

A grassroots team from an internet cafe, it was already surprising enough that the players had good skills, but how strong could their characters be? Could their characters' equipment be better than ours? Could their characters have more skill points than us?

The entire Team Wuji laughed. They had said to "be careful" before, but now it seemed like there was no need?

The spectators, however, couldn't understand Team Wuji's relaxed mood. Having just been slapped in the face again, they were acting much more cautiously than Team Wuji. The contempt for Happy would continue, but before the outcome was decided, it was best not to comment on the performance on the field.

The match started quickly.

Although confident, the Wuji Warlock player still showed the necessary caution. On Happy's side, however, Windward Formation seemed very careless and rushed straight at Leopold in a very foolish manner.

The face-slapping squad really wanted to retort, and they had to hold their left hands with their right hands to stop themselves from typing.

The Wuji Warlock player didn't care and continued on his predetermined route. Suddenly, he felt a shadow above his head. He looked up and saw dark clouds overhead.

Rain of Chaos!

The Warlock player was shocked. Leopold frantically escaped the area while turning his perspective in that direction. As expected, it was Windward Formation waving his staff and chanting a spell.

"How is this possible..." The Warlock player looked at the dark rain that was still falling there even though he had dodged it, and he was very surprised.

The attack came at this moment, but he was completely unprepared because, in his mind, the two sides hadn't reached the range where they could attack each other!

And the glance he subsequently cast towards Windward Formation confirmed that he was indeed still outside his attack range.

But Windward Formation's spell had already been cast. This casting distance was at least three character positions longer than his, right?

Casting distance was an attribute that these kinds of magic-based classes valued highly. Distance meant space, and through space, they could gain time and take more initiative. But now, in terms of casting distance, his Leopold was actually losing to Windward Formation. Didn't this mean that Leopold's equipment was inferior to Windward Formation's?

How could this be possible!

The Wuji Warlock player was a little surprised. He couldn't believe that the equipment of these grassroots characters was actually stronger than that of those who had been in the professional circle?

At this time, they were quite far apart, and the Warlock player couldn't see Windward Formation's equipment. And after a Rain of Chaos, Windward Formation's successive attacks had already arrived. The corridor space was limited, and with several spells cast in succession, Leopold had nowhere to escape. Windward Formation directly condensed a ball of Cursed Arrow light. In this situation, there was only one way to avoid taking damage: clash head-on!

The Wuji Warlock player also performed an operation, and Leopold also gathered a ball of Cursed Arrow light. This skill was a chargeable skill. The longer the charge time, the greater the power. However, Windward Formation didn't seem to be in the mood to waste too much time. After a slight accumulation, the light bloomed. The Wuji Warlock player also timed it precisely, determined that his charge wasn't shorter than Windward Formation's, and hurriedly released the light ball as well.

Two clusters of Cursed Arrows surged out with the explosion of the light balls, crossing the corridor and finally colliding on the water surface. The dark rays of light seemed to tear through space. Under the chaotic mess, the Wuji Warlock player couldn't see Windward Formation on the other side. With a thought, he quickly manipulated a new skill.

Warlock ultimate: Gate of Death!

Leopold's casting distance couldn't directly throw the attack onto Windward Formation. But at this time, the Gate of Death spell itself controlled a distance of 18 character positions, so it didn't need to be thrown directly on top of Windward Formation's head. Taking advantage of the fact that the Cursed Arrows were exploding into a chaotic mess, the Wuji Warlock player quickly summoned this ultimate move to strike his opponent. He was currently being suppressed in this corner by his opponent because of the difference in casting distance. He could only be beaten and couldn't fight back, which was very passive.

The operation of the ultimate move was naturally complex, and the chanting time was also quite long. After the Wuji Warlock player completed the operation, Leopold was waving his staff to cast this spell when he suddenly heard a "boom". Right in front of him, a dark rotating gate seemed to have emerged from a crack in space. Rotating, filled with black gas, it bared its fangs and claws and grabbed towards Leopold.

At such a close distance, it was impossible to avoid. Leopold's Gate of Death skill, which was still being chanted, was immediately interrupted. He was entangled by black lines and immediately pulled into the gate. Then, as if he was being swallowed, Leopold's figure became faintly visible. The damage from the Gate of Death erupted at this moment. Seeing the bloodline drop, not only the Wuji Warlock player, but all the Wuji players, turned pale.

This damage was too high!

How many skill points did this Windward Formation's Gate of Death invest in? What level was it?

However, the value of the Gate of Death wasn't in its high damage. As a professional player, its wide range of control was more favored. Although the target was only one person at this time, this control still existed. Being entangled by the black gas of the Gate of Death and then sucked into the gate, Leopold was not under his own control. The collision of the two sides' Cursed Arrows had ended at this time. Behind the fading chaos, Windward Formation's staff continued to dance.

Corrosion Technique, Soul Strike, Severing Technique, Devouring Technique, Life Trap...

A series of curses and attack skills were released with each lift and wave of the staff. From the moment Leopold was grabbed by the Gate of Death, the damage he had received hadn't stopped. As the Gate of Death skill ended, Leopold fell down, but at this time he had been caught in the corridor, and under his feet was all water.

With a "plop," he fell into the water.