Lin Jingyan wanted to cry, but no tears came.

This was why even after half a season, Jun Mo Xiao’s unspecialized class was still impossible to figure out. Aside from switching between the 24 classes’ low-leveled skills, he also had the possibility of equipping his weapon with several skills. To put it simply, Jun Mo Xiao had the chance to use every class skill aside from the class change skills and awakening skills, as long as Happy had enough skill scrolls.

In this kind of situation, how many skill combinations could Jun Mo Xiao use? It was something that no human brain could predict. Especially with the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella hiding unknown skills, how could anyone defend against it?

Looking at the dazzling white screen, Lin Jingyan didn’t know whether to operate or not. In the end, he resolved himself: Endure!

Weapon skills were at most at level one. The effects of Jun Mo Xiao’s flash grenade wouldn’t last for long. Lin Jingyan didn’t believe that this guy could figure out his location in such a short amount of time.

Lin Jingyan thought so, so his Dark Thunder remained extremely calm and unmoved.

However, the crowd in the stadium, including the Tyranny players, were moved to tears.

Jun Mo Xiao was already standing in front of Dark Thunder. If the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella was pushed forward just a bit more, it would pierce through his brain.

Old Lin, you’ve been tricked!

The spectators with an overhead view actually knew that Ye Xiu had probably noticed Dark Thunder’s figure ever since Lin Jingyan had quietly made his way to the center of the map.

The broadcast replayed a moment from Jun Mo Xiao’s perspective. For a very brief instant, a shadow could be seen flashing across the corner of the screen.

Yes, just a shadow, just a negligible instant. Pan Lin and Li Yibo were quite interested in discussing on the show whether Ye Xiu had noticed that instant. Back then, no one could be sure if Ye Xiu had seen it or not. If he had seen it, to what extent could he have judged Dark Thunder’s position through that fleeting shadow?

Until the flash grenade blinded Dark Thunder, and Jun Mo Xiao’s figure was revealed in the smoke scattered by the wind, dashing toward Dark Thunder with elegance and precision, everyone was certain that Ye Xiu had not missed that tiny instant, and had accurately judged Dark Thunder’s position through that instant.

Then, the Gatling Gun’s barrage and the smoke grenade were all a good show, until the flash grenade was thrown, Ye Xiu completed the close-quarters engagement without Lin Jingyan noticing.

The outcome had been decided…

Lin Jingyan regained his vision while being attacked, and then was captured by Jun Mo Xiao head-on and killed. So far, no one had been able to break Ye Xiu’s unspecialized quick combos. Lin Jingyan tried, tried, and tried again, but in the end, he lost.

The first round of the individual competition ended. Ye Xiu left the stage victorious, met with a barrage of jeers. Hypocritical, cunning, insidious, pretentious!

Anyway, that was how it was for Ye Xiu at Tyranny’s home stadium. If he lost, he would definitely be humiliated and mocked in every way. If he won, don’t even think about getting anything good. No matter how he won, Tyranny’s fans would find something improper, unsophisticated, and low-class.

The heroic and passionate Tyranny fans, when targeting Ye Xiu, all became petty, nitpicking in every way, unable to find a single good point.

But Ye Xiu was completely unmoved by this, calmly returning to his seat.

“Tyranny’s home stadium atmosphere doesn’t seem to have any effect on Ye Xiu!” commentator Pan Lin said with emotion.

Li Yibo beside him smiled wryly. He was from Tyranny, although it had been a long time, he had at least personally experienced this scene. At this time, he shook his head and said, "It has no effect on Ye Xiu, but it interfered with Lin Jingyan’s performance. Tyranny’s home atmosphere is a bit counterproductive."

“Ah?” Pan Lin was stunned.

“Lin Jingyan has never experienced this kind of atmosphere in his year and a half at Tyranny. At the beginning, everyone shouted to end Ye Xiu’s winning streak. It’s easy to vent with words, but what about Lin Jingyan, who’s facing Ye Xiu? These all turned into pressure on him.” Li Yibo said.

“Oh… So, when he moved to the center, he still exposed that bit of shadow, which Ye Xiu noticed.” Pan Lin said.

“Yes…” Li Yibo sighed again.

Pan Lin didn’t respond. He felt that this statement had some truth to it, but how could he be sure that the flaw Lin Jingyan revealed was due to the pressure? Pan Lin always felt it was a bit far-fetched, so he didn’t strongly support it. At this time, the players for the second match of the individual competition were starting to take the stage.

Happy, Mo Fan, Deception.

Tyranny, Song Qiying, Desert Dust.

“Ah, the second match is a duel between two rookies,” Pan Lin shouted.

“Yes!” Li Yibo said, looking quite interested as well. This season, the alliance had seen many excellent rookie players emerge. Tyranny’s Song Qiying was definitely one of them. And Happy had contributed an especially large number of rookie players. Tang Rou, Bao Rongxing, and this Mo Fan, and their cleric An Wenyi, were all first-year rookies. But in terms of excellence, Happy’s rookies were again marked with many question marks.

Tang Rou was originally highly anticipated, but then there was the issue of her character, and her popularity plummeted. But despite these effects, Tang Rou’s performance on the field continued to be eye-catching. The alliance was now in a dilemma. The selection of awards like Best Rookie was not a vote by all-stars, and did not take popularity into account. Judging purely from performance, Tang Rou was the most outstanding one this season.

And her position in the team was also unmatched by other rookies. The last player in the individual arena, no team other than hers had a rookie occupy such an important position. And she played very well in this position, winning several consecutive rounds. She also often had good performances in team competitions. Under normal circumstances, whether it was popularity or technical evaluation, Tang Rou would definitely be number one. Even if her popularity was a bit low, Tang Rou had enough persuasive power based solely on technical statistics.

But the problem now was that Tang Rou’s popularity wasn’t just low, it was negative. With such a chorus of criticism, would the league select Tang Rou as the best rookie? The league really lacked confidence. They had never encountered such a situation before. They were racking their brains, hoping for an even more dazzling rookie to steal the spotlight.

But there wasn’t one.

In this era, even if rookies have talent, they need the team to give them opportunities. In many mature teams, even if rookies have talent, their lack of experience makes them less reliable than veteran players for the time being. Each team has its own habits for nurturing rookies. Some directly throw rookies onto the field, like Blue Rain’s Lu Hanwen last season, who became a core player at the age of fourteen and successfully won Best Rookie. On the one hand, this kid really had talent and aptitude, and on the other hand, he got enough opportunities to show off. Gold will always shine, but the word "always" is still subtle.

This season’s Tang Rou, like last season’s Lu Hanwen, had many opportunities to perform, and she also lived up to expectations, becoming a standout among the rookies.

The league hoped for more new rookies to appear, even if they weren’t as outstanding as Tang Rou. If they were close enough, they could solve this problem without being too entangled. There were still half a season left. After the first half of the season, perhaps some teams would feel that the rookies had adapted well and could be entrusted with important tasks?

Li Yibo was quite clear about the league’s mentality, so he was quite interested when he saw the rookie duel. Among these rookies, would someone exert their strength in the second half of the season and reach Tang Rou’s level?

“Hehe, these two rookie players are quite interesting!” Li Yibo then elaborated on this topic, “This Mo Fan used to be a very famous scavenger in the game, and was later pulled into the team by Ye Xiu in the game. Then they fought together in the Challenger League. He can be said to be a very rare player from a wild background in recent years. And Tyranny’s Song Qiying is a great product of Tyranny’s youth training camp, grown up in the most professional training system, absolutely orthodox. What’s even more interesting is that this grappler player didn’t inherit Tyranny’s Han Wenqing’s style. According to our observation, he’s very similar to Tyranny’s vice-captain Zhang Xinjie, with a very rigorous style.”

“That’s right, that’s right. This match really has such a highlight!” Pan Lin said.

“Let’s see which rookie performs better!” Li Yibo said.

The silent Mo Fan, the rigorous Song Qiying who resembled Zhang Xinjie, both could be said to be the type who didn’t talk much. Entering the game, there was no message exchange in the channel. They met directly and started fighting directly.

The style formed by the unorthodoxy collided with the rigorous academic style. Song Qiying tried to defeat Mo Fan’s three-hit combo head-on in the duel. But Mo Fan’s burst was at a technical level that could match Sun Xiang. Song Qiying was really struggling to cope. Every time he managed to persevere until he felt an opportunity was about to appear, Mo Fan always withdrew very neatly.

Song Qiying really didn’t appreciate this rhythm. It was too jumpy. How could there be such a way to play?

But unexpectedly, he couldn’t do anything to this opponent. He was at a disadvantage in the competition.

“What do you think?” On Tyranny’s player bench, everyone watched the game. Han Wenqing asked for everyone’s opinions.

“That Mo Fan seems to only be able to control five or six skills well. Every time his offensive stops after these few skills, and he doesn’t launch attacks continuously, but has a very clear rhythm of slowing down. It really looks like a CD-based style.” Zhang Xinjie said.

“But his operation and control of those skills is really very high-leveled,” Zhang Jiale said.

“Compared to before, he has improved a lot. His style has become more diverse, but the problem of this attack continuity really needs to be solved.” Lin Jingyan said.

“If he can really solve this problem, he will become very scary!” Zhang Jiale said.

“Yes,” Lin Jingyan agreed.

“But the skill set he’s using now seems to be very complete every five or six skills, and I can’t see any strong extensibility,” Zhang Xinjie gave an even more rigorous analysis.

“Is he planning to stick to this kind of playstyle all the time?” Zhang Jiale said.

“He could be better, why not try?” Lin Jingyan didn’t understand.

“What if he can’t try?” Han Wenqing suddenly said.