Ten seconds.

The real battle lasted only ten seconds. Victory or defeat was decided in these ten seconds.

The pace was unbelievably fast. Many viewers had only just begun to adjust their posture and prepare to enjoy a grand battle after seeing the two sides make contact. But before they could get ready, the match was over.

Savor it?

Savor what? They didn't even see it clearly, so what was there to savor?

A bunch of people were stunned. The Samsara fans even forgot to applaud their victorious team. Even the electronic screens at the venue didn't immediately produce a highlight reel.

The battle process only lasted ten seconds, but sorting out the intensity and brilliance of those ten seconds would take much longer.

Everyone at the venue and on the television broadcast was scrambling. They hadn't even gotten into the working state they should be in for a match, and the match was already over. Although Lord Grim's health was low, those thirteen percent had still produced a wealth of content. The two players had engaged in an intense exchange within those ten seconds, piloting their characters.

Ye Xiu walked out of the player booth.

The audience at the venue then began to come to their senses. The Samsara fans started to applaud. No matter what, they had won.

But just as Ye Xiu had expected, facing Zhou Zekai's strength head-on like that meant losing the person, but not the spirit. Samsara applauded their victory, but the players and fans of Happy didn't feel humiliated at all.

Finally, the highlights were compiled.

In any case, it was only ten seconds; no amount of editing could lengthen the time. Several electronic screens at the venue repeatedly played the ten-second battle from different angles. This time, the highlights didn't include any slow-motion; it was all presented at the original speed. Ten seconds, still ten seconds, again and again. The same ten seconds were repeated, but the audience seemed to never tire of it. Everyone craned their necks, watching the dazzling ten seconds from all angles and perspectives.

At this time, Ye Xiu had also returned to the Happy player area. He would have to decide who would be Happy's next player.

But that was not an easy choice.

Although Ye Xiu didn't lose to Zhou Zekai in terms of momentum, he ultimately failed to suppress the opponent's arrogance. Next, Zhou Zekai would continue his desperate stance and launch a powerful assault. Happy needed an experienced player who was good at improvising to deal with Zhou Zekai.

Fang Rui!

He was the most suitable candidate. As Ye Xiu thought this, he looked towards Fang Rui, but his heart sank.

Fang Rui was also looking at him, but his gaze revealed an unusual calmness.

Ye Xiu knew Fang Rui well. Although he was a representative of the dirty play style, he was by no means a bully who feared the strong. In this critical situation, Fang Rui could definitely appreciate the importance of the moment. According to Fang Rui's usual behavior, he would have already taken the initiative to request to play without anyone needing to ask.

But now, Fang Rui not only didn't do so, he remained unmoved when Ye Xiu looked at him.

Ye Xiu immediately realized that Fang Rui was not in good condition. The burden from the previous match probably hadn't been completely eliminated during these two days of rest. Fang Rui had been silent, afraid of shaking Happy's morale. But at this moment, he looked directly at Ye Xiu without expressing his intentions, because he knew that Ye Xiu would understand soon.

Fang Rui couldn't go up. Then who should?

Ye Xiu was still hesitating when Su Mucheng took the initiative to stand up.

"Let me go," Su Mucheng naturally took on this difficult problem. She smiled slightly at Ye Xiu and, without waiting for his final confirmation, was already heading towards the arena.

"Be careful," Ye Xiu finally didn't say anything more. Because he knew that Su Mucheng understood everything, which was why she had gently taken on this unavoidable problem. So he didn't need to give any more instructions, because Su Mucheng knew what kind of situation she would face and how to deal with it. The words "Be careful" were a subconscious concern of a personal nature, outside the scope of the match.

"I will," Su Mucheng smiled again and went on stage.

Ye Xiu also turned around at this time and looked at Fang Rui again. But knowing the painstaking effort this guy had made to conceal his condition, Ye Xiu certainly wouldn't ask what was going on at this time.

The third round of the individual competition quickly began: Happy's Su Mucheng versus Samsara's Zhou Zekai.

The map loaded, the characters refreshed, and Zhou Zekai did not disappoint anyone, especially his Samsara teammates. Without hesitation or pause, Cloud Piercer resolutely charged out again.

What about Happy's side?

Su Mucheng didn't lose momentum either. Dancing Rain also rushed up decisively, without any intention of slowing down the pace of the match.

Was this match going to be another quick battle?

Having been caught off guard by the ten-second victory in the previous match, everyone involved, including the audience, the on-site staff, and the television and online broadcasters, were on high alert from the very first second.

"Alright!" The television commentator Pan Lin was also in high spirits at this time. "We see that Zhou Zekai, just like in the previous round, has Cloud Piercer rushing out decisively. But Su Mucheng on Happy's side also didn't hesitate at all, her attack is also very decisive. This round will probably be another fierce offensive battle! This is a rather rare scene in the finals of the championship!"

"That's right! Usually in such matches, both sides are more cautious and stable, prioritizing avoiding mistakes. But today, Samsara's basic formation doesn't reflect that attitude. Sun Xiang goes first, followed by Zhou Zekai. In the eyes of many, Samsara may have already made a mistake in their formation. However, Samsara is using this erroneous formation to inspire their own morale. There is no absolute right or wrong on the field. If Samsara loses this match, this will be a flaw; but if Samsara wins like this? Then this momentum must have been a decisive factor. Samsara has seen this clearly, because they are aiming to win and won't think about what will happen if they lose!" Li Yibo continued.

"I understand what you mean. Samsara's formation shows a determination, a determination to see only victory, to definitely win!" Pan Lin said.

"That's right," Li Yibo said. "So after Sun Xiang lost to Ye Xiu, the risk of Samsara's formation was magnified a lot, but Zhou Zekai still has to go on. Because his determination is firm enough, he simply won't think about what will happen if he fails."

"You're absolutely right. I see you're very touched! I'm sure when Director Li won the championship with Tyranny back then, you had the same mindset, right?" Pan Lin took the opportunity to flatter Li Yibo again.

"Hehe," Li Yibo smiled. He clearly remembered the scene of winning the championship. But back then, if Ji Leng hadn't used that heavenly Immortal Flying Sky-like suicidal strike to take away Ye Xiu, the ending would have been hard to say.

Chapter 1036 Can't Go On

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