Weighted increase, skill seal.

Gray Barrier and Silence Barrier descended one after the other. Chase after Lord Grim and Soft Mist? Kill Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash? Forget about it. Sun Xiang's One Autumn Leaf was now being pushed into two ghost formations.

These restrictive ghost formation effects usually only lasted a few seconds. But on the professional stage, a few seconds was enough to change the entire course of the match.

Lord Grim and Soft Mist immediately stopped their high-speed movement and instantly entered a state of furious assault. The various attack skills of the two characters came one after another. Laughter Song's health plummeted like a faucet had been turned on.

Sun Xiang and Wu Qi could only watch in frustration.

Their characters were the closest to Laughter Song, but the ghost formations made them feel like they were the furthest away.

Jiang Botao's Wulang had already begun to restrict Dancing Rain, and he couldn't possibly switch targets to deal with others. No matter how the situation developed, suppressing Su Mucheng would always be a very important part of this match. Team Samsara was still a bit inconsiderate. Their restrictions on Su Mucheng should have been resolutely implemented from start to finish.

And Zhou Zekai.

Whenever the situation fell into a stalemate, into a disadvantage, into unpredictable chaos, Zhou Zekai would always stand up and use his powerful performance to lead Samsara out of the stalemate, reverse the situation, and establish victory. This seemed to be a fixed pattern for Team Samsara.

And so at this moment, countless eyes inside and outside the arena were fixed on Zhou Zekai's One Autumn Leaf.

Outside the arena, Team Samsara's fans were looking forward to Zhou Zekai's explosion.

Inside the arena, the players of Team Happy would never relax their attention on this top-tier Ace player at any time. And among them, one person's eyes were almost completely imprinted on One Autumn Leaf. His vision was almost completely devoid of anything else.

An Wenyi.

He didn't know that Qiao Yifan's ghost formation blocked the two pursuers from Team Samsara.

He didn't know that Ye Xiu and Tang Rou had stopped running away and began to fiercely attack and kill Laughter Song.

He didn't know that Su Mucheng was maneuvering against Jiang Botao while looking for opportunities to support others.

He didn't even know how much health Little Cold Hands had left, nor did he pay attention to One Autumn Leaf's health. In his vision, there was only One Autumn Leaf's movements, only the two gun muzzles of One Autumn Leaf.

Left? Right? Retreat? Jump?

An Wenyi watched the movement of the gun muzzles, and his Little Cold Hands reacted accordingly. He was a rookie in the professional circle who was considered a clear weakness, but at this moment, he was indeed guarding against the very best player in the professional circle.

What did he rely on?

An Wenyi himself didn't know what he was relying on. Perhaps he was relying only on a belief, a belief that he couldn't let Zhou Zekai get away, a belief that he must win.

Champion!

A professional league champion.

A year ago, two years ago, this was something that was not even on the same plane as An Wenyi. At the earliest, he was just a player in the online game, one of the millions of ordinary players. He was a healer, he admired Glory's number one healer, Zhang Xinjie of Team Tyranny, and followed his love for the team, and joined their guild in the Glory online game, becoming a healer in Team Tyrannical Ambition's fixed team.

For most players, being a fixed member of a club guild's fixed team, he was already considered an elite. But in this club guild, he couldn't even touch the edge of the elite. The guild's elite team was usually led by the guild leader himself, which was already a height that was difficult for him to reach.

But in less than two years, he was standing on the professional stage, and he was fighting against those names that were fundamentally different from him in the past. He shook hands with Zhang Xinjie, whom he admired, before and after the match, and now, the overall championship, he was actually fighting for it.

What if he had a weakness? As long as he could win the championship, nothing else mattered.

Fight desperately, defend, entangle!

An Wenyi's Little Cold Hands, under his control, was like a piece of chewing gum. He clung to One Autumn Leaf, blocking his gun muzzle, blocking his line of sight.

Come on, keep going!

He had forgotten everything, and only one belief remained in his heart. Even when Little Cold Hands had only one drop of health left, he did not hesitate, because he simply did not see it. Just like any moment before, he resolutely, without hesitation, stood in front of One Autumn Leaf.

Bang!

This was the last gunshot An Wenyi heard. Immediately afterwards, the world spun, and he saw One Autumn Leaf's figure brush past him. In just a flash, it was about to disappear.

He can't let him pass!

An Wenyi was still thinking this way, he was still operating this way. Little Cold Hands' hand stretched out hard, as if to grab the corner of One Autumn Leaf's coat.

Got it!

Little Cold Hands' fingers touched the corner of One Autumn Leaf's coat, which filled An Wenyi's heart with joy. Had he once again successfully hindered Zhou Zekai?

But the next second, the corner of the coat had completely disappeared from his sight. Only that hand was still desperately grabbing forward.

The world had turned gray.

It's over…

Little Cold Hands completely fell, becoming the first character to die in this match. An Wenyi's finals ended here, his season ended here. The result was no longer up to him, but everything he had influenced had been left in this match. But at this moment, he only had one question in his heart: Why couldn't he grab that corner of the coat?

Team Happy's healer is down!

Under normal circumstances, this news would definitely make Team Samsara's opponents excited. Even if Team Happy's healer was their weakness, a healer was still a healer, and its importance in a team match was irreplaceable. Controlling the opponent's healer would control the entire match; then killing the opponent's healer? That would almost be a declaration of victory in advance.

But at this moment, the fans of Team Samsara in the audience, in addition to applauding, did not show excessive excitement for this scene, and did not have the spirit that they owned the world after the healer died. Because everyone knew that simply killing Team Happy's healer was not enough. Whether they could save their own healer in the end, the final answer would be revealed.

One Autumn Leaf moved like lightning. Laughter Song had been brought by Lord Grim and Soft Mist outside his range. Because of An Wenyi's desperate entanglement, a healer had not been able to let One Autumn Leaf get close much.

"Will this allow everyone to find a new way to deal with Zhou Zekai?" Li Yibo jokingly said in the broadcast, but he didn't get a response from Pan Lin. The fierce competition attracted him, and An Wenyi's clumsy and unscientific, but tenacious and desperate spirit shocked him. He was not in the mood to joke.

New way of thinking?

It was really just a joke. Everyone thought this scene was incredible, and incredible things were usually impossible to replicate. Perhaps even An Wenyi himself would not be able to repeat today's performance again. Before this match, he probably would not have believed that he could have such a match. Even after this match, even after he had such a performance, when he recalled it, he would probably find it unbelievable.

New way of thinking?

Something with structure and order is called a way of thinking. This kind of miraculous performance that goes against common sense cannot be called a "way of thinking" at all.

Now that the miracle had disappeared, Zhou Zekai of Team Samsara had finally fully regained his freedom. This guy, who had repeatedly brought miracles to Team Samsara, would create something for Team Samsara next?

One step, two steps, three steps…

One Autumn Leaf received him like lightning. No one could stop him. Although Su Mucheng's Dancing Rain fired some artillery fire, it was not dense and continuous enough. Jiang Botao's interference with her had played a role. She couldn't just aim at the target and fire at will like before. She needed to prioritize dealing with the attacks from Wulang so as not to affect what she wanted to do.

Entering the range!

One Autumn Leaf finally brought Lord Grim and Soft Mist into his range. During this process, Ye Xiu and Tang Rou did not choose to escape again. They had lost their restriction on Zhou Zekai, and they could only race against time to launch a kill.

Bullets flew, and in the blink of an eye, it was a rain of bullets. The two maintained their offensive, and all they could do was bring Laughter Song behind another broken wall to cover him.

However, the effect was only for a moment.

The broken wall was so short and so low. One Autumn Leaf sprinted diagonally for a few steps and immediately regained his vision.

One Autumn Leaf and Silent Hurricane finally walked out of the Gray Barrier and Silence Barrier. Although Qiao Yifan successively set up ghost formations to surround them, these new formations obviously did not have such a powerful control effect. The two chose to carry it hard without hesitation.

All he could do was probably this. Looking at the remaining health of Laughter Song on the other side, Qiao Yifan detonated the final ultimate move.

Ghost God Feast!

The chain of ghost formations bloomed instantly. Because they did not overlap, the power of the Ghost Gods instantly covered a large area. Also because they did not overlap, although this Ghost God Feast was extremely extravagant and gorgeous, the attack damage and effect were ultimately much inferior.

At least Sun Xiang and Wu Qi were not frightened. The two used their operations to overcome the impact caused by the Ghost God Feast's attack, broke out of the siege, and rushed towards Laughter Song.

Laughter Song's health was indeed not much left, but it was still in time!

One Autumn Leaf's ranged attack failed to completely interrupt Lord Grim and Soft Mist's attacks, but at least it had some impact on their offensive. With their current output efficiency, they had no way to kill Laughter Song before Team Samsara's characters rushed to his side.

Won!

They could only save Laughter Song.

At this moment, too many people thought this way. Team Happy's guerrilla running, although it had always controlled Laughter Song, its output efficiency was too low after all. Although Zhou Zekai was only attacking Little Cold Hands alone, no one interfered, and the offensive was concentrated.

Too slow. Team Happy ran very fast all the way, but this output was still too slow.

Alas… Those who had expectations for Team Happy had already begun to sigh. But just as One Autumn Leaf once again adjusted his position and angle of view, and snatched a firing angle, Zhou Zekai froze.

He realized that they had overlooked a problem again.

Under the pyramid, the exchange area, Team Happy's healer died first, and Team Happy's sixth player was the first to enter the game.

Steamed Bun Invasion.