Du Ming had recovered his form, and boosted by his somewhat excited mood today, his performance was above his usual level. But what about Tang Rou? She was just as diligent as always. At any moment, against any opponent, she wouldn't relax in the slightest.

That one-versus-three vow she made with the media had already passed, but in Tang Rou's heart, the goal of one versus three hadn't been achieved yet!

Even though she now appeared as the last defender, and never had the scenario where three opponents were thrown in front of her for her to defeat, Tang Rou had always been striving to compete with the goal of achieving that kind of result, with that kind of attitude.

Du Ming's sudden leap from a super-level mistake to a super-level performance caught Tang Rou off guard. However, her mentality didn't waver in the slightest.

Victory, with every ounce of strength.

No matter the time, she would only ever be like this. No matter if the opponent was weak or strong, no matter if the opponent made mistakes one after another or had a phenomenal performance.

Du Ming would still try to chime in, still thinking that Tang Rou should now acknowledge his level, but Tang Rou didn't have any other thoughts in her mind.

Defeat him! That's all she was thinking. If Du Ming knew that the goddess's attitude towards him was so pure, he probably would be heartbroken for a long time.

Fortunately, he didn't know. He could fantasize that his super-level performance had already made the goddess look at him in a new light. But when he said, "The match has only just begun," Tang Rou didn't feel like it had just begun. Du Ming was thinking about this as a new starting point, preparing to regain the rhythm, but Tang Rou was continuing the rhythm. She cherished every moment to launch a preemptive attack.

Du Ming thought that typing a few words wouldn't be a problem in this situation. He still underestimated Tang Rou's desire to win, and he still underestimated Tang Rou's focus on the match.

She had no intention of engaging in verbal communication with Du Ming. The one sentence that Du Ming thought was harmless instantly cost him the initiative.

Tang Rou once again seized the initiative in the attack. Dancing with magical Battle Qi, Han Yanrou (Tang Rou's character) madly sprinted towards the door to victory.

Du Ming didn't expect that he would be suppressed so quickly. Although his condition was very stable this time, and his defense was quite good, Tang Rou's offensive was even tighter than before...

That striving look, it was exactly the same as back then...

Du Ming's thoughts began to wander again. He flew back to the All-Star Weekend two years ago, at their home court in Samsara, when a beautiful novice player had the opportunity to challenge him. Berserker Du Ming didn't want to be too ruthless to a pretty girl, but he didn't expect the pretty girl to be very ruthless to him, wiping him out right away...

Du Ming became anxious and immediately challenged again, disregarding the rules. He won, so the girl challenged again, and the girl won again! Du Ming was so ashamed and anxious at the time that he challenged, challenged, and challenged at all costs... until he attracted the attention of Ye Xiu, who wiped him out.

At that time, Du Ming really hated it! He hated that rookie newbie for making him lose face. But now... now, looking back on that past, why did it feel so sweet?

At that time, if Ye Xiu hadn't interfered, what would have happened if they had continued to fight like that? Du Ming even fantasized about the storyline.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, a magical Battle Qi gathered in front of Silver Frost's chest, and his defense was broken through!

Oh no!

Du Ming realized that his attention had been distracted again just now. When faced with this kind of thing, it was really difficult to control his emotions! Du Ming hurriedly tried to recover, but it was already too late. Tang Rou never let go of an advantage once she gained it, and a wave of surging combos bombarded him. Together with the previous relentless attacks, it formed a complete offensive. Silver Frost swayed in the bombardment of Battle Qi, and his life disappeared bit by bit...

"Next time, I will never lose!!" Du Ming shouted.

"He's still shouting... it's really embarrassing!" The Samsara players were already laughing and crying. Du Ming's performance in this match was really a failure. Fortunately, Samsara still had a huge advantage. What if this was a decisive game? What if this was an important match concerning the championship? This kind of impetuous performance would be a betrayal of the entire team's efforts.

Du Ming came back after the match. The Samsara players put away their joking expressions from the match and looked at him with extreme seriousness.

Du Ming lowered his head. Of course, he knew where his problem was. He was actually trying to control himself, but in the end, he didn't know why he became distracted again.

"I..." Du Ming wanted to examine himself, but he was embarrassed to talk about this kind of love affair.

"You didn't play well. Your concentration was too poor," Jiang Botao said.

"Yes." Du Ming nodded, unable to refute.

"The captain is very angry, saying that you don't respect the match. While the whole team is working hard for victory, you are distracted by other things. If this was the finals for the championship, if the score and the championship were lost because of your distraction, what would you do?" Wu Qi said.

Du Ming raised his head in surprise: "Would the captain say so much?"

"Yes, the captain was so angry that he became talkative," Wu Qi said.

Du Ming rolled his eyes. It sounded like nonsense. However, the words were nonsense, but the reasoning was not. What if Samsara lost its three consecutive championships because of this? Thinking of this, Du Ming suddenly became afraid. It really... shouldn't have happened. Du Ming looked up at the replay of the match that was still being shown on the scene. Seventy percent of his performance in this match was garbage.

"As someone who has been through this, I know it's difficult, but you have to learn to handle this kind of thing well. No matter what, you can't let it affect your performance on the field," said Fang Minghua, Samsara's cleric player. Most electronic sports players are young, with many under the age of 20, and few are married. Fang Minghua was one of the few married men in the circle.

"I will..." Du Ming nodded.

On the field, the last match of the individual competition was about to begin. Zhou Zekai, the captain of Samsara, had already entered the competition seat, and the match was about to enter the countdown.

"That victory just now came so easily..." Over at the Happy side, they were also discussing the match that had just ended, and Fang Rui was expressing his opinion.

"Yeah, that Samsara kid's condition is very unstable," Ye Xiu said.

"Isn't Du Ming the one who lost two games to Little Tang at the All-Star Weekend two years ago? I guess he lost his cool when he saw Little Tang today, hahaha!" Chen Guo laughed.

"Probably!" Ye Xiu nodded. Du Ming was secretly in love, and the Happy people, who had no contact with him at all, naturally didn't know anything about it.

"This match..." Chen Guo looked at the field, at the loading progress bars of both characters, and didn't know what to say.

Although Tang Rou had won, Du Ming also had a very outstanding super-level explosion in the middle, and his defense was also quite good when his condition stabilized, causing Tang Rou to expend a certain amount of energy. Han Yanrou's life was exactly half full at this time, 50%, and she had to face the number one player in Glory, Zhou Zekai.

"Can she win?" Chen Guo felt her heart beating. If she could win this round, Tang Rou would definitely become a hero, right? Defeating Zhou Zekai with 50% of her life, even if the Happy fans didn't like her, they would definitely talk about it with relish. After all, this was also Glory that belonged to Happy. If this continued, everyone would slowly change their minds about Tang Rou and start to like her again.

Chen Guo began to have expectations, and she also noticed the reaction of the spectators. They were no longer as indifferent as they had been when Tang Rou first came on stage. Solving Du Ming with 50% of her life, although it was not enough to help everyone build up confidence, it also gave everyone a faint expectation. Because the player on the field didn't lose her fighting spirit like they did when they saw that she had to face two players, including Zhou Zekai.

She didn't have it at all. She was fighting, she was working hard. She knocked one down, making people have no doubt that she would work hard, even harder, to knock down the next one. Zhou Zekai, the title of Glory's number one player, made many players lose three points of their spirit before the fight when facing him. They probably regarded losing to Zhou Zekai as something they expected.

But in Tang Rou, everyone couldn't see the slightest bit of this feeling. She was clearly just a rookie, and even those who hated her couldn't write about it as a mistake if she lost here. But she herself seemed unable to forgive her failure. After the match started, she rushed towards the door to victory with an uncompromising attitude.

One Autumn Leaf fired first.

For ranged classes fighting melee classes, they would always have the first move. The first thing the two sides had to fight for was the distance between them. Melee had to close in, and ranged had to maintain. This was the contradiction between these two types of characters. In the beginning, it might look like the melee was being beaten miserably by the ranged, but as long as the melee got one chance, one chance to get close, they could make up for the advantage the ranged had gained before.

Charge, charge forward! Han Yanrou weaved through the hail of bullets. Sharpshooters were a class that truly practiced shooting skills to the peak. Compared to the other three classes in the same system, they didn't have as many weapons and props. What they focused on was the gun and the bullets. Their skills were also mostly about various shooting methods.

Rapid fire, scatter shot, dual wielding, setting up and following through. Sharpshooters had the most shooting methods and shooting actions. The rain of bullets they created was a true rain of bullets. There weren't too many explosions and smoke, only whistling bullets flying by.

Could she charge through!

Han Yanrou was probably the most powerful force in the alliance charging forward in the hail of bullets. Every step closer seemed so difficult.

One Autumn Leaf's life was full, while Han Yanrou's kept decreasing, constantly decreasing. But it seemed like she was the one with the advantage on the field, because the life-and-death distance that determined the outcome was shortening, shortening bit by bit. Her life wasn't being lost in vain.

Charge up! Blow him up!

Gradually, everyone had this voice in their hearts. At this moment, they had forgotten who the opponent on the other side was, forgotten the thought that losing to that person was a matter of course.

"Charge!!!" Suddenly, shouts erupted in the arena. Han Yanrou had finally walked this life-and-death distance. With 17% of her life left, she rushed in front of One Autumn Leaf.

"Blow him up!!" The Happy fans had long forgotten their previous indifference to Tang Rou. They roared wildly.

Although Han Yanrou didn't have much life left, sometimes, when melee classes fought ranged classes, they could decide the outcome with one attack once they got close. The fighting styles of the two sides were too different, and the strengths and weaknesses at different distances were too different.

But...

Bang bang bang bang...

One Autumn Leaf was still shooting, even though Han Yanrou had gotten close to him. But using the Sharpshooter's physical attacks, One Autumn Leaf fought back against Han Yanrou like this.

Gun-fu...

This wasn't a setting created by the game system, but a fighting style invented by players themselves. It was a very high-end fighting style. Sharpshooters in online games could only play physical skills. Gun-fu was a fighting style that only professional players could master. Because it was extremely difficult, it was still difficult to gain a great advantage when using this fighting style to fight against pure melee classes. It probably just allowed Sharpshooters to avoid being completely unable to resist when they were stuck by melee classes.

Now, the one performing gun-fu was Zhou Zekai. Legs, knees, elbows, and bullets... intertwined with the battle spear in Han Yanrou's hand.

It could be seen that even Zhou Zekai couldn't suppress Tang Rou after using gun-fu. After all, the positioning of the classes was different here. Gun-fu was very exquisite, fast, and skillful, but in the end, it still lacked the bravery of melee classes. Its skill couldn't suppress the bravery of melee classes.

He might be able to deal good damage, but his ability to control and restrict his opponents was too weak. This was the disadvantage of gun-fu.

However, the difference in health between the two characters was too great right now.

When Han Yanrou charged into close combat, she had 17% of her life left; One Autumn Leaf had 100%.

Zhou Zekai's gun-fu was indeed more superb, and One Autumn Leaf, the Gun King, also had much stronger equipment than Han Yanrou.

Therefore, even if Zhou Zekai's gun-fu couldn't suppress Tang Rou's Han Yanrou, everyone knew from the exchange of output that the victory of this round ultimately belonged to Zhou Zekai.

In the end, that was indeed the case.

Having fought to close combat, Zhou Zekai was using gun-fu to fight Tang Rou head-on, and Tang Rou could only fight him head-on. Having fought to this point, where did she have a second choice?

In the end, Han Yanrou fell. That tiny expectation finally didn't become a reality.

However, it was just that it didn't become a reality this time. What about next time? What would happen next time?

One Autumn Leaf had 75% of his life left.

After the close-range exchange, Han Yanrou's 17% of her life ultimately took away 25% of One Autumn Leaf's life.

What if Han Yanrou had come on with full health? With 100% of her life, after paying 33% to complete the close-range approach, how much more of her opponent's life could she take away with 67% of her life?

98.5%! Close to 100%! If this Han Yanrou had been in full condition, she would have been only 1.5% away from victory. Maybe she would have done it?

Of course, if it was 100% against 100%, Zhou Zekai probably wouldn't have kept using gun-fu to fight to the end. He would probably look for an opportunity to widen the distance again. But no matter what, the answer to this calculation gave people hope.

With hope, there was expectation.

They could have expectations for Tang Rou. She might be able to defeat Zhou Zekai!

Happy lost the individual competition, but when Tang Rou went off the stage, she heard long-lost applause, applause given to her.

Tang Rou smiled.

She could endure any indifference and continue to walk forward like this.

But being able to have support and encouragement was ultimately a happy thing.

"That's really amazing!" Seeing the change in the atmosphere of the audience, Du Ming praised. Then he saw all his teammates staring at him.

"Gun-fu blows up Battle Mage, that's really amazing! Captain, I'm your brainless fan!!" Du Ming shouted at Zhou Zekai, who was coming off the stage.