Chapter 1 "Xingxin's Fang Rui is about to enter the match." Pan Lin said after seeing the Xingxin player area on the broadcast screen. There was regret in his tone.

In the previous match, he felt that Fang Rui should have been sent out, but Xingxin sent Mo Fan. Li Yibo then had a discussion about the advantages and disadvantages of Mo Fan's appearance. Later, seeing Mo Fan's unhurried rhythm after taking the stage, they once believed that the decision to send Mo Fan was not a problem.

But after that, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. In terms of results, Mo Fan's appearance was undoubtedly a big mistake. Not only did he lose the crucial game, but he lost so completely, greatly damaging his own morale. As for the opponent? You can see the emotions of the Samsara audience at the scene. They were all in a state of leisurely confidence.

In the individual competition, four against two. Since the new playoff format was implemented, there hadn't been such a big gap in any round of the competition, let alone the finals. What's worse, in this four-against-two situation, Zhou Zekai of Samsara, who had already fought three consecutive battles, still had forty-five percent of his health.

"One versus four!!"

The audience was already shouting this slogan. Before today, no one would have believed that a one-versus-four could be achieved in a professional arena, but today, Zhou Zekai's state, and the remaining health and mana of One Autumn Leaf, made everyone feel that a one-versus-four might really happen.

"The gap between Xingxin and Samsara is now truly reflected..." Li Yibo said abruptly at this time.

"Xingxin only has one Ye Xiu, but Zhou Zekai of Samsara now has another Sun Xiang by his side," said Li Yibo.

Sun Xiang.

He was regarded as the last piece of the puzzle to complete the Samsara team, and together with Zhou Zekai, became the best partner of the season.

Sun Xiang intercepted Xingxin's most difficult Ye Xiu, and then Zhou Zekai finished off Ye Xiu's Lord Grim with that little bit of remaining health, and then defeated Su Mucheng, defeated Mo Fan, and then, One Autumn Leaf still had forty-five percent of his health, eyeing the next opponent.

Fang Rui?

In the previous match, Pan Lin once thought that Xingxin should have sent Fang Rui to stabilize the situation. Now that Fang Rui was on the stage, Pan Lin didn't have the same optimistic attitude towards Fang Rui as he did in the previous match.

Because of Zhou Zekai's strength, even an all-star player like Fang Rui was considered unlikely to be able to stop Zhou Zekai's sharpness, and everyone felt like he was cannon fodder.

And this was still the case when they didn't fully know Fang Rui's true condition.

"Can you do it?" Ye Xiu said with a smile to Fang Rui, who was about to take the stage.

These words sounded perfectly normal to the other Xingxin players who didn't know that Fang Rui was not in good shape. There were four seniors in the team, and except for Su Mucheng, the other three were not very serious, and mutual ridicule was commonplace.

But Fang Rui knew that Ye Xiu's joke, which seemed like a casual mockery, had real meaning today.

"I have to even if I can't. The team still has to rely on me after all." Fang Rui said triumphantly.

The Xingxin people continued to not take it seriously, but Ye Xiu also heard the meaning he wanted to express from Fang Rui's words: Yes, there was no choice at this time. In any case, he had to go on. He didn't go on before, probably because he wanted to use it as much as possible at the most critical time, and now was the time.

Ye Xiu didn't say anything more. He didn't fully understand Fang Rui's condition. He only knew that Fang Rui was not an irresponsible player. It was impossible for him to drag himself into a state where he couldn't perform at all to fight. He would go on, which could only mean that he could still fight. The reason why he didn't go on before was probably to use it as much as possible at the most critical moment, and now was the time.

"Watch me bully him!" Fang Rui raised his golden right hand, clenched into a fist, high. It was time for the next match. However, this time, neither Ye Xiu nor Fang Rui's relaxed words and actions could infect the others. The Xingxin people still looked unusually serious. They all knew that the current deficit was very difficult.

Mo Fan, who had made no contribution at all, returned with a face ashen as death, ignoring the comfort of his teammates.

"Don't mind it," Ye Xiu said, looking at him.

Mo Fan ignored him and walked past directly. These words were too light. How could he not care about such a failure?

"Your teammates are still working hard," Ye Xiu continued.

Mo Fan turned his head, but Ye Xiu was no longer looking at him. Mo Fan looked in the direction Ye Xiu was looking, and Fang Rui, who had already walked a long way, was still raising his clenched right hand high.

"So we haven't lost yet," Ye Xiu said, turning back to look at him.

We haven't lost yet, we...

Mo Fan blankly sat back in his seat, the corner that had always belonged to him, the corner that no one would ever disturb.

But at this moment, Mo Fan suddenly wanted to sit a little further forward, so that he could see the game more clearly?

The fifth match of the individual competition began.

It was only the fifth match, and three of Xingxin's players had already left the stage. Zhou Zekai of Samsara, the second player, still had forty-five percent of his health.

The shouts of "one versus four" immediately echoed in the arena again. The Xingxin fans were very unhappy. At this moment, they really didn't have the confidence to challenge the Samsara fans. They could only grit their teeth, clench their fists, and stare at the upcoming game.

The map loaded, and the characters refreshed.

Although it was already the fifth round, except for the match between Ye Xiu and Sun Xiang, the other three matches ended quickly. No match lasted more than two minutes.

How would this round go?

Everyone first focused on Zhou Zekai, on his One Autumn Leaf. This time, the TV broadcast broke the rules and gave One Autumn Leaf a full-length close-up at the beginning, directly ignoring Fang Rui's Sea No Measure.

Because he created a one-versus-three for the first time in the finals. This was something that no famous master had ever done before, and this alone could be recorded in Glory history. But now, he could go one step further. Here, he could launch an attack on a one-versus-four that was even more unbelievable than a one-versus-three.

At this moment, Zhou Zekai was the most dazzling, the focus of everyone's attention. Fang Rui? Sea No Measure? At this time, in everyone's eyes, he was probably just an obstacle, an obstacle to the birth of history. Everyone was waiting for him to be directly crushed!

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As a result, the obstacle that didn't even get a camera shot at the beginning reminded everyone of its existence in the public channel: "Very arrogant, it seems that the last match didn't beat you into submission!"

Everyone laughed.

What's going on? Still so arrogant, not humorous at all.

Ignore him!

Everyone was shouting this in their hearts. Zhou Zekai really ignored him, and One Autumn Leaf rushed out.

Rushed out again!

Excited screams rang out throughout the audience.

Ye Xiu, Su Mucheng, Mo Fan, and then Fang Rui. Zhou Zekai was still so determined, so decisive, and still so never-retreating.

The entire Glory circle, wherever it didn't favor Xingxin, was probably ignited.

The broadcast screen finally deigned to give a little bit of camera time at this time. With Zhou Zekai's attack so thorough again, everyone was naturally curious about what his opponent would do.

So the camera's picture froze.

There were no mountain walls constantly flicking behind as the character moved quickly, and there was no shaking of the scene as the character quickly rotated the camera angle. The picture was paused, and the people in the picture were also paused. The camera angle seemed to be turning, but very, very slowly, looking to the left for a while, looking to the right for a while, looking behind him, at the wooden sign that read "Military zone, intruders die!"

Sea No Measure took no action. After four matches, this was the first time in this individual competition that there was someone who didn't take the initiative to attack at all, but chose to wait for their opponent in place. After looking around in this way, Sea No Measure began to turn around in circles on the spot.

What is he trying to do?

Everyone couldn't help but think of this question, so everyone would realize the identity of this obstacle in front of them, this guy they regarded as cannon fodder.

Fang Rui, the master of sneakiness, Fang Rui. Besides sneakiness, what else can he do!

So everyone immediately thought of that moment before, the wooden sign standing in the NPC camp that had appeared in Fang Rui's perspective.

Military zone, intruders die!

Was this guy thinking of some鬼主意 *guizhuyi* (ghostly idea) to send Zhou Zekai's One Autumn Leaf directly into this area that was marked by the system as "Intruders die"?

But how could it be so easy?

First of all, in terms of position, Sea No Measure was closer; secondly, One Autumn Leaf was a sharpshooter and wouldn't give his opponent a chance to get close. How could he calculate to get him into that forbidden area?

Everyone felt it was impossible, but they couldn't help but worry a little...