Chapter 19

Jiang Botao lost the first round of the individual competition just like that.

Nineteen!

The Xingxin home fans seemed to be prepared, and after Ye Xiu won this round, countless such slogans flashed across the venue immediately.

Another record added, even the Samsara team couldn't stop Ye Xiu's winning streak.

"Ten to zero!!!" Someone even shouted this slogan domineeringly. Last time Xingxin was defeated by Samsara with a score of ten to zero, but what about this time? At least from the start, Samsara shouldn't even dream of having such an opportunity again, but instead maintain the possibility of being beaten by Xingxin with a score of ten to zero.

"This is a bit difficult, right?" Commentator Pan Lin said with a smile.

"Hehe..." Li Yibo laughed, but didn't dare to agree. He didn't make many comments on the singles match that just ended, but he was a little scared. Because at the beginning, he wanted to elaborate on how Jiang Botao's style somewhat restrained Ye Xiu's playstyle, but because the map was small, the two characters met quickly, and they started fighting directly, so he didn't get a chance to say this.

He was still regretting it at the start, but now, he was really glad that he didn't get a chance.

The information given by the match was quite obvious. In the end, it was Ye Xiu's unspecialized class playstyle that made Jiang Botao, with his style that didn't miss any details, a little too busy.

Almost slapped in the face… When he realized this, Li Yibo subconsciously touched his face. Fortunately, he didn't speak before, so after seeing this, he immediately stated that Ye Xiu was restraining Jiang Botao.

Li Yibo, who managed to grab a straw, finally accurately demonstrated the demeanor of a mentor for once, and it was in Xingxin's match. Pan Lin looked at him with new eyes, but Li Yibo was calling it luckier for his own luck.

It seems that it's also good not to open your mouth so quickly.

Li Yibo has gained some wisdom. In the past, he liked to express his views first and then use the game to verify them, to show his foresight. But now he has found that more and more often, his foresight is actually going in the opposite direction. He will have to be more reactive in the future. Li Yibo summarized his experience and lessons.

The second individual match then began.

Xingxin sent Su Mucheng to fight, and Samsara sent Wu Qi, the assassin player in the team, the main team member during Samsara's two consecutive championships, but after Sun Xiang transferred, he mostly played as the sixth player.

A Launcher versus an Assassin, one extremely far, one extremely close. Both sides were very careful. Su Mucheng was constantly vigilant about the distance between the two sides. As for Wu Qi, he would never try to get close unless the opportunity was perfect.

"He is indeed a very difficult assassin. The Samsara team has really cultivated many excellent players! After Yang Cong, I think he is very likely to be the chief assassin." On the player's bench, Ye Xiu watched the match and commented on Wu Qi of Samsara.

"Indeed, he has patience, can be ruthless, and has completely mastered the characteristics that an assassin should have." Wei Chen also nodded in agreement.

"Could it be that the Samsara team is about to form a lineup of five all-stars?" Chen Guo said from the side.

Ye Xiu and Wei Chen looked at each other, their eyes filled with deep agreement.

"Then we have to see what level of popularity their team can reach. If the votes are divided among five players, and they can all be sent to the All-Stars, that would be terrible," Fang Rui said. He was analyzing the problem from an objective fact. The All-Star voting is done freely by the fans, so many votes are blind. Those fans who loyally support the team, even if they know that their team's players have not reached this level, will probably not hesitate to leave their votes for their own team.

If Samsara has all five players in the All-Star lineup, relying entirely on the support of their own team fans, it can only show that the number of fans they have gathered has completely swept other teams. Otherwise, they would need to win over the support of many scattered fans. And in this regard, Wu Qi is really at a disadvantage. An outstanding player who can compete for the All-Stars, because he is in the gorgeous championship team of Samsara, can only play as the sixth player in the team competition. And with the strength of the Samsara team, the space for the sixth player to play is also particularly small. Without the opportunity to perform, how can he attract attention? What Ye Xiu commented on was ultimately only his strength, but when it comes to popularity, there are many more objective factors.

"Maybe after this season, people will be making a fuss to leave Samsara!" Fang Rui cursed the Samsara team while holding the back of his head.

But what he said was not without logic. If a player has the ability but no opportunity to perform, who knows what they will be thinking. More importantly, Wu Qi has already won two championships with Samsara as a main player. Next, he may have higher pursuits, such as his position in the team…

The Xingxin players off the court were lively gossiping about the future of Samsara player Wu Qi, but the duel between the two on the court was still in a stalemate. The two were mostly maneuvering, looking for openings in each other's defenses. Although Su Mucheng could always maintain her attack with her distance advantage, Wu Qi did not give her a chance to launch a strong attack.

Time passed by second by second, and the match looked like a chase. Su Mucheng kept chasing Wu Qi, throwing various bombs at him.

"It seems a little rushed." Wei Chen suddenly said. His tone was worried, and he was obviously referring to Su Mucheng.

"The attack efficiency is very low. If it goes on like this, her mana will be a problem," Fang Rui also said.

"It was the opponent who lured her." Ye Xiu said.

The discussion about the match was mostly among these three. Most of the other rookies were listening from the sidelines, drawing experience from it.

"Deliberately wandering in the outermost circle, luring Mucheng to attack him, consuming Mu Yu Chengfeng's mana bit by bit, waiting for the final counterattack." Because there were these new listeners, Ye Xiu usually explained in more detail so that they could understand.

"Then what if you don't attack at all?" Luo Ji asked.

"Then you need to gradually reduce the offensive rhythmically. The other party is luring you with a plan, consuming not only mana, but also the cooldown of skills, etc. Suddenly interrupting the suppression of firepower will leave many openings when the skill tree is not complete, which may be caught by the other party. So Mucheng has been suppressing more rhythmically, but now it is a bit chaotic. If this continues, there may be gaps in the firing line," Ye Xiu said.

The firing line is a term exclusive to the Launcher profession. The Launcher profession pays more attention to the depth and level of attack. The further the distance, the lower the hit rate; the closer the distance, the more dangerous the situation. According to each player's operating level and skills, as well as their mastery of various skills, each Launcher has their own best attack distance. This distance is the position where the Launcher player can make the strongest firepower attack, and is called the firing line. To break through a Launcher's firepower suppression, breaking through their firing line is the key. To do this, you need to understand how each Launcher player manages their firing line, the skills they are good at using here, how they arrange and arrange skills, and the habits of their techniques and rhythms. Then, find a way to break through.

These are all relatively basic Glory knowledge theories. Xingxin's group of rookies has been playing Glory for so long, so Ye Xiu certainly doesn't need to explain these basics to them anymore. He just wants them to understand that what Wu Qi is doing at this time is to disrupt Su Mucheng's firing line. To this end, he showed amazing patience and managed to disrupt the rhythm that Su Mucheng had been controlling so well.

Boom boom boom!

On the court, Mu Yu Chengfeng launched another round of artillery fire, and the attack became more and more dense. Wu Qi was also a little embarrassed under the more dense firepower suppression, but he never completely hid his assassin character, Cruel Silence, and still forcibly exposed himself to Mu Yu Chengfeng's vision, attracting firepower.

Boom boom boom!

The attacks were continuous, but off the court, the brows of Wei Chen, Fang Rui and others were getting tighter and tighter.

"Not good!" Fang Rui said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qi's Cruel Silence, who had been hiding like a mouse for so long, suddenly rose up and rushed out like an arrow from a string.

"Look! An opening appeared, and he rushed into the firing line!" Fang Rui shouted. Having been an opponent before and now a teammate, he was quite clear about Su Mucheng's firing line. Putting himself in Wu Qi's position, he had even figured out a set of ideas on how to proceed.

Wu Qi's thoughts were certainly not exactly the same as Fang Rui's, but the openings that the two captured in their minds were largely the same. Su Mucheng's firing line was already somewhat incomplete. The originally incredibly powerful offensive could not be perfectly presented at this time due to the lack of individual skills.

He can pass!

Wu Qi only had this one thought in his mind at this time. Cruel Silence was at full speed, racing against time, and rushing towards Mu Yu Chengfeng with all his strength, preparing to break through Su Mucheng's firing line in one fell swoop.

"Hehe..." Just when everyone in Xingxin was worried about Su Mucheng, Ye Xiu laughed at this time.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Guo asked.

"Have you heard of a wily rabbit has three burrows?" Ye Xiu said.

"I've heard of it, what's wrong?" Chen Guo didn't understand.

"Who said there can only be one firing line?" Ye Xiu smiled.

Not to mention those old and young professional players, even Chen Guo understood something in an instant when she heard these words.

On the court, artillery fire continued, and Su Mucheng certainly wouldn't sit still and let the opponent get close to her so easily. She controlled Mu Yu Chengfeng to block the opponent's momentum. But Wu Qi was sure that Su Mucheng's firing line had been disrupted and could not complete the obstruction.

Passed!

After Cruel Silence took a step, Wu Qi breathed a sigh of relief. He had broken through Su Mucheng's firing line. The firepower would only be weaker in the next distance, and the other party was more likely to make mistakes in panic under his approaching attack pressure.

It's time to end!

Just as Wu Qi was thinking this, boom boom boom, three cannon shots, three anti-tank shells attacked.

It was just a low-level skill, and Wu Qi didn't take it too seriously. He operated casually, and Cruel Silence had passed through the shells.

Continue forward!

At this time, he only had this one thought in his mind.

But...

What's going on? Why doesn't the firepower suppression seem to be as loose as expected?

Wu Qi, who was dodging in the artillery fire, found that his charge was not going smoothly and had not achieved the results he had expected at all. He couldn't help but turn his head and look back. That's right, Su Mucheng's firing line should have been left behind him! But this offensive…