Chapter 2 Total Victory

"Happy has won!! The second game of the finals, on Team Samsara's home turf, Happy has achieved victory, they've done it!!!" In the television broadcast, Pan Lin announced the final result of the match, his voice somewhat excited.

Happy's performance infected everyone, and too many neutral viewers ultimately leaned towards Happy's side. Pan Lin was no exception. As a commentator, he was supposed to be the most neutral, and even if he had expectations in his heart, it wouldn't be appropriate to express them so strongly. But at this moment, he couldn't help it. As a professional commentator, even if he sometimes didn't interpret the match well enough, even made some jokes, or got his predictions wrong, Pan Lin truly loved his job and loved the game of Glory.

The commentator dared not have biased emotions, but he was not a machine after all, and there were times when he couldn't control himself. Like now, he, like so many others, was infected by Fang Rui's godlike performance and didn't want to see Happy miss such an opportunity. And in the end, Happy got their wish, the audience got their wish, and Pan Lin got his wish. At this moment, he really couldn't think of too much, and he, like all the viewers with this kind of emotion, was completely enveloped in a sense of satisfaction.

"Team Samsara's players also performed well, but Happy's players performed even better, especially Fang Rui!" Pan Lin probably quickly realized his slip-up after his excitement and quickly began to phrase his words to make up for it.

"Yes. Fang Rui is definitely the best player in today's competition." Li Yibo was also righteous and quickly chimed in to help Pan Lin. His emotions were much more stable than Pan Lin's, after all, he was a professional player who had won championships, and Li Yibo had seen the world.

"Yes, yes, and Ye Xiu's performance was also very eye-catching," Pan Lin said.

"That's for sure," Li Yibo agreed.

He defeated Zhou Zekai in the individual competition, had a one-versus-three performance in the team competition, and his APM soared to an average of 500. If Fang Rui's godlike performance afterward hadn't stolen the show, it would have been completely reasonable to award the best player of the day to Ye Xiu.

On the field, the players from both sides who had finished the match had already walked out of the competition booths. But after Happy's players gathered, they looked around and didn't see their greatest contributor of the match – Fang Rui.

"This guy, is he putting on airs?" Su Mucheng said with a smile.

Ye Xiu also smiled, looked at Fang Rui's competition booth, and finally turned his gaze to the replay on the electronic screen.

Even though this was Team Samsara's home field, they would not deliberately ostracize the opponent's brilliant performance. Even in defeat, they had to lose with dignity. At this moment, the electronic screen on the scene was simultaneously presenting the most exciting performance of the match from various perspectives: Fang Rui's performance, and this was exactly what Ye Xiu and his teammates who fought alongside Fang Rui on the field had not seen.

Precise to the extreme judgment, flawless operation, wretched performance style. Fang Rui used these to drag Team Samsara's Lu Boyuan and Fang Minghua from beginning to end.

Yes, from beginning to end.

One minute? Two minutes? Three minutes? Four minutes?

These were not the limits at all, and even in the end, everyone simply forgot about this statistic because it had lost its meaning. From beginning to end, Lu Boyuan and Fang Minghua were unable to escape. Was this statistic still needed?

It was a shocking performance, but as Ye Xiu watched, the smile on his face gradually became more solemn. He glanced at Fang Rui's competition booth again and saw that there was still no movement. He quickly walked over.

The others from Happy also realized something and followed closely behind. When the audience saw Happy's players' sudden actions, they also realized something and began to discuss it in whispers.

The door to Fang Rui's competition booth was pulled open. Ye Xiu looked inside and saw Fang Rui sitting in the competition chair in a very comfortable position, almost lying down. Hearing the door open, the guy turned his head and smiled when he saw that it was Ye Xiu, saying, "Awesome, right?"

"Awesome!" Ye Xiu nodded.

"Won."

"Won!"

"Hahahahaha..." Fang Rui laughed loudly, but as he laughed, it was obvious that he was short of breath.

"Not a waste of effort!!" He said fiercely again, and then stood up from his seat. He reluctantly admired the Glory screen that was frozen in place, finally announcing their victory, before walking towards Ye Xiu.

"Are you guys here to see a miracle?" Seeing Ye Xiu and the others from Happy behind him, Fang Rui said with a smile.

Everyone was relieved to see that he was still fine. When the audience saw Fang Rui appear, the Happy fans in the away team's stands started cheering and applauding, and then the whole stadium gradually echoed with applause. Although he defeated their team, everyone saw Fang Rui's performance. As long as you were a Glory player who understood Glory and loved Glory, there was no reason not to respect such a performance.

Away game, a stadium filled with applause.

This was extremely rare for Fang Rui. Because of his style, the amazing things he did were often very irritating, which made the away team's audience often too angry to care and unable to appreciate and respect him. But this time, it was different. Even if it was mixed with cunning and wretchedness, he did what everyone thought was impossible.

"Are you okay?" Su Mucheng asked from the side.

"What could happen to me?" Fang Rui asked rhetorically, and then waved to the audience who were applauding him. Su Mucheng looked at his back, and then turned her gaze to Ye Xiu.

Although Ye Xiu still had a smile on his face, the solemn look on his face did not disappear. Noticing that Su Mucheng was looking at him, he turned his head and glanced at Su Mucheng. He answered the doubts in Su Mucheng's heart with his eyes.

The two teams' players walked to the center of the field and began to shake hands to greet each other. The post-match greeting ceremony was much more casual than the pre-match ceremony, and there was no strong requirement to line up. Fang Rui was the first to walk over, so he was the first to greet the players from Team Samsara.

"Are you convinced?" Fang Rui asked, shaking the hand of Team Samsara's captain, Zhou Zekai. He and Zhou Zekai were from the same batch of players. The newcomers of this batch who eventually became all-star level top players were called the most bizarre batch of players because of their distinct characteristics.

The fifth season's newcomers produced three all-star level top players. One was Fang Rui, who took the Wretched style to its peak, so wretched that he couldn't be more wretched; one was Zhou Zekai, who was so silent off the field, but had an amazing explosiveness and suffocatingly gorgeous skills on the field; and the other was Wu Yuce from Team Void, a fierce and domineering... ghost swordsman.

Strange styles were the biggest characteristic of this batch of players, and as newcomers in the same period, they were basically not too unfamiliar with each other. Many of them were still good friends and had some naive and innocent agreements made during their rookie years.

Fang Rui and Zhou Zekai didn't have such gestures, after all, Zhou Zekai's personality was what it was, but it was true that the two of them were not strangers.

With Zhou Zekai's usual way of speaking, which was to go with the flow and be concise, the Team Samsara players were really afraid that Zhou Zekai would casually say the word "convinced" when he heard Fang Rui shouting like that, which would be too damaging to morale.

Who knew that Zhou Zekai just smiled and said two words to Fang Rui, "Awesome."

"Hahaha, just knowing that you're afraid is enough." Fang Rui was so smug! The Team Samsara players were annoyed. Zhou Zekai clearly didn't say "convinced", but changed it to "awesome", which was an avoidance of the question. It was just Fang Rui who shamelessly took a chicken feather as an arrow, clearly a euphemistic and polite compliment, but this guy really took it as "convinced".

"Looking forward to seeing such a wonderful performance again in the next game." Because Zhou Zekai didn't like to talk, Team Samsara mostly had Vice-Captain Jiang Botao to have the kind of dialogue on behalf of the whole team with the other side. At this time, his words obviously meant that Team Samsara was not afraid of Fang Rui's godlike performance and was confident of defeating Fang Rui in the next game.

"Hehe, looking forward to seeing such a wonderful result again in the next game." Fang Rui answered with the same sentence pattern. Trash talk was also his strength! How could a master of the Wretched style not be proficient in trash talk?

"Hehe!" Jiang Botao just smiled, not answering, obviously knowing Fang Rui's style, and the more he entangled with him, the more complacent he would become.

Leaving that guy aside, Jiang Botao went to communicate with the other members of Happy, and then Fang Rui saw Lu Boyuan, Fang Minghua, and Du Ming, who were holding together and glaring at him hatefully.

"Hahaha! We made you guys suffer in this game!" Fang Rui enthusiastically went over to greet the three of them. The three of them really didn't want to pay attention to him, but they didn't want to be impolite. Team Samsara had won more than they lost in the past two years, and they were in high spirits. They wouldn't be arrogant when communicating with the losers after a victory, but they wouldn't be petty when communicating with the winners after a defeat. Team Samsara's popularity had soared year after year, not just because they were champions, but also because this team did a good job in many aspects, were very proper, and paid attention to courtesy.

Seeing that Fang Rui was obviously here to make fun of them, the three from Team Samsara didn't react much and said things like "Congratulations."

"Be sure to cheer up in the next game!" Fang Rui continued to say in an annoying tone.

All three of them were mocked quite a bit. At this time, they were covering their wounds and answering things like "Let's cheer each other on together" in a serious manner, as if they couldn't understand Fang Rui's mocking tone.

As a team that rarely suffered defeats, the Team Samsara players showed considerable composure after losing such an important game. The fans who were originally depressed about this defeat gradually were moved by the atmosphere that Team Samsara showed. The stadium gradually resounded with applause again, this time, not out of respect for the victors, but out of appreciation for their own team.

Showing such an attitude and such composure after defeat filled everyone with renewed confidence in the third round's decisive game. Their Team Samsara would never fall easily.