Chapter 1335 An Uproar

All the spectators looked at each other in dismay.

Just as Lü Boyuan had judged, he'd been hit by that powerful knee strike precisely because his level was too high. If it had been a normal player, that throw would have already sent Steamed Bun invading crashing to the ground.

The spectators were undoubtedly all ordinary players, so they were completely baffled by Cloud Piercer's action of lowering his body, leaning back slightly, and raising his arms high in what seemed to be a gesture of surrender. While Lü Boyuan was inwardly cursing Steamed Bun for playing tricks, little did he know that all the spectators were wondering what tricks Lü Boyuan was playing.

And now, Lü Boyuan, who didn't usually say so much in matches, was shouting and yelling in the channel. Weren't words like "Are you crazy?" that went on the level of personal attacks?

Lü Boyuan was losing it!

Not only did the audience think so, but even Pan Lin, the commentator in the TV broadcast, was commenting on it. It was really because Lü Boyuan's behavior was somewhat inconsistent with his usual style.

"Calm down!" Unexpectedly, Steamed Bun, Lü Boyuan's opponent on the field, actually reprimanded him in the channel.

"So flustered, what kind of demeanor is that?" After one sentence came another. No one knew where Steamed Bun had learned this kind of criticism from.

"What the heck!" Lü Boyuan shouted. This guy was inexplicably lecturing him! Weren't they opponents? Why did it matter if he was flustered! Besides, was he even flustered?

While Steamed Bun was busy lecturing, his operations didn't stop. When the brick missed, he threw a handful of sand over.

Lü Boyuan felt a little unsettled, but he wasn't really panicking. Cloud Piercer dodged the attacks well. After the sand was thrown, Steamed Bun Invading pressed forward even more, but Lü Boyuan's Cloud Piercer wasn't a ranged class. He couldn't be happier to have his opponent close. He naturally wouldn't avoid Steamed Bun Invading's advance, but he kept his eye on the opponent's movements. Lü Boyuan didn't want to pursue the initiative anymore. He planned to return to the proper Judo style. He would be reactive and see what tricks this guy was going to play.

And so, under Lü Boyuan's deliberately slowed-down rhythm, Steamed Bun Invading charged towards Cloud Piercer.

Brick!

Lü Boyuan almost cried.

Was this really using the skill as soon as it came off cooldown, as the legends said?

To be honest, calculating this rhythm was quite annoying. Brick was not a low-level skill, but it wasn't that high either. It was a skill that a Brawler could learn quickly after job advancement, and the cooldown was also very short. With Steamed Bun's intensive usage, trying to mentally calculate the cooldown of this skill over and over again was really a bit distracting.

Was this probably the real intention behind this guy's frequent use of this skill?

The Brick skill didn't deal much damage, but because it could produce a control effect, it had to be guarded against. Steamed Bun frequently used this skill, forcing his opponents to constantly be on guard, which greatly disturbed their concentration. In addition, this guy often used it randomly, and it was really difficult to defend against a sudden, tricky one!

Lü Boyuan felt a little enlightened and felt that he had grasped his opponent's combat thinking.

However, wasn't using Brick indiscriminately like this, while disrupting the opponent's attention, also disrupting his own attack rhythm? After all, skills had to be used at the right time. Sometimes, using another skill would have been more effective, but Steamed Bun had switched to using Brick for everything. It felt like it was a bit of a loss!

Lü Boyuan, who had just felt a little enlightened, found that it didn't quite make sense when he thought about it again.

Lü Boyuan unfortunately entered a misunderstanding. He actually began to carefully ponder Steamed Bun's combat thinking, trying to make a reasonable explanation from a theoretical point of view. And this was something that Ye Xiu, who had been in contact with Steamed Bun for longer and had more experience than Lü Boyuan, hadn't been able to do in two years.

As for why he liked to use Brick, Ye Xiu could tell Lü Boyuan the answer. Because bricks were easy to obtain, inconspicuous, and could be destroyed after use, making them deadly weapons...

Lü Boyuan, who was trying to use Glory theory to explain this problem, would only think further and further, and become more and more hesitant. Reactive play was indeed a very orthodox Judo style. However, to play this style well, one had to accurately interpret the opponent, make decisive judgments, have quick eyes, and be accurate with their hands.

But now, Lü Boyuan was trying to interpret Steamed Bun, the mysterious Steamed Bun that Ye Xiu hadn't been able to decipher in two years.

And so, he lost.

Confused, inexplicably, he just lost. It wasn't until the moment his character, Cloud Piercer, fell that Lü Boyuan withdrew from his field of thought on studying Steamed Bun.

He actually lost?

Lü Boyuan was surprised. He had the illusion that there was still a lot of time and a long life ahead of him. Studying Steamed Bun's thinking was really a bottomless pit that made people forget everything.

When he came out of the player's seat, Lü Boyuan was still scratching his head. On the way off the stage, he kept looking up at the replay on the big screen. When he returned to the Samsara player's seat, Lü Boyuan slapped his forehead: "Damn, I'm an idiot!"

He was clearly thinking of being more proactive and aggressive when he came on stage, not giving this strange opponent a chance to play his cards randomly. How did he end up studying the opponent's hand again while fighting?

"Weak will!" Lü Boyuan was full of regret.

"I don't know why, but for a moment, I suddenly felt that playing like this wouldn't work, that I had to see clearly," Lü Boyuan said.

"And you lost while watching, right?" Wu Qi said.

"That's right," Lü Boyuan nodded.

"It's three to zero, I said!" Jiang Botao reminded everyone that they were really behind at this time. The Happy fans at the scene were jumping and shouting, and calls of ten to zero could be heard everywhere. The Samsara fan group that had come with the team was a bit depressed at this time. The complete annihilation in the individual competition was really a blow to morale.

"I said, did you guys even play seriously?" Du Ming asked the three who had played in the individual competition.

The three looked at each other.

"Matches are inevitable," Cleric player Fang Minghua comforted everyone.

"The team competition will win back two points!" Sun Xiang stood up. He was the first to take the stage in Samsara's team competition.

"Add oil!" His teammates encouraged him.

"One versus three," someone said.

"No, no, I want to go on stage. I want to fight that girl from Happy," Du Ming said quickly.

"Want to take revenge?" Everyone laughed. Of course, they still remembered that Du Ming and Tang Rou had fought at the All-Star Weekend. At that time, Tang Rou was not a professional player at all. She was just a Glory rookie, but her relentless spirit was really impressive. Du Ming also lost face at that All-Star Weekend. He was humiliated by Tang Rou and then cleaned up by Ye Xiu. He was depressed for a long time.

"I remember that Ye Xiu also fought you that time. Why don't you take revenge on Ye Xiu?" A teammate immediately raised this question.

"What revenge? I just want to exchange blows again," Du Ming said.

"Are you looking at the pretty girl?" Wu Qi put his arm around his shoulder and smiled, "She is indeed very beautiful."

"Get lost, get lost," Du Ming pushed him away.

Trailing zero to three, Samsara's atmosphere was still so natural. Almost no one jumped out to shout slogans like "We must win next!" However, the eyes of the players who were about to take the stage did not lack this kind of determination.

In the TV broadcast, Pan Lin was analyzing the lineups that the two teams could arrange for the team competition, and Li Yibo had a sense of waking up from a dream at this time. He was surprised to find that he hadn't said a word from beginning to end in the third round of the individual competition that had just ended. There were several times when Pan Lin threw the topic to him, but he just passed it with "Uh-huh." He was so careful that he didn't make any comments until the end of the match.

He had to make his presence known! Awakened Li Yibo, listening to Pan Lin analyzing the lineup next to him, found an opening and quickly inserted himself.

"Yes!" Li Yibo opened his mouth and took over Pan Lin's topic. "Samsara's team competition has always been Sun Xiang and Zhou Zekai at the front and back, with a rotating player in the middle. On Happy's side, Fang Rui at the beginning and Tang Rou at the end is also their more fixed routine. In terms of match-ups, Samsara has a relatively advantage. And the advantage in the team competition can be superimposed and complementary. I wonder if Happy will make some changes and adjustments to respond to Samsara's formation? In Happy's lineup..."

"Happy's players have already come on stage!" Pan Lin suddenly shouted at this time.

"Ah, yes, this is... Fang Rui..." When Li Yibo introduced the name, he suddenly felt a little weak. He had just said that Happy might have some changes, but Happy had used their fixed lineup. Li Yibo was depressed! He didn't dare to say anything full of Happy now. He was just preparing to say a possibility, and he also wanted to emphasize that Happy's lineup was unchanged. As a result, he had only said the first half of his sentence when Happy's players had already come on stage! Was there a bit of a break between the individual competition and the team competition? Why did they enter the arena so actively? Was it aimed at me? Li Yibo was about to cry.

"Well, Happy's player Fang Rui went to the match arena early. Let's look at Samsara's side. Oh, Samsara's players have also come on stage. It's Sun Xiang. Neither team has changed their usual arrangements," Pan Lin said.

"Uh, in this match, from the individual competition to the current team competition, the two teams have not made much targeted arrangements based on their opponents. It can be seen that the two teams are in a very peaceful mood. They are just treating this as an ordinary match and do not have any special mentality because of their opponents," Li Yibo could only say at this time.

"But now Samsara is already behind zero to three. I'm afraid they can't relax too much next. Could it be that they will really be beaten ten to zero by Happy, as the audience at the scene is shouting? Then Happy can be regarded as avenging their revenge." Pan Lin said. If it was in the past, saying that Happy would win completely over Samsara would definitely make countless people laugh their teeth off. But now, even in the TV broadcast, they can openly discuss this possibility. Happy's strength and status in people's minds have indeed improved very terribly.

"Let's see how Samsara performs next." Li Yibo didn't really have high hopes in his heart, but even if he made a prediction, this was Happy. He had been so cautious, but his face was still being slapped. It was better to make fewer predictive remarks!

"Both players have entered the player's seat. It seems that the referee still has to wait for enough rest time. Can Instructor Li talk about your views on this match between Fang Rui and Sun Xiang?" Pan Lin said.

Talk your sister! I don't want to make this kind of pre-match prediction! Li Yibo cursed in his heart.