Chapter 1367 Unsparing Expenditure of Blood

With one skill, one advance and retreat, Mo Fan unexpectedly adjusted to such a cumbersome rhythm afterwards. Liang Fang's unbridled, reckless exchange of blood suddenly seemed completely irrelevant. When he realized it, the life he had excessively traded had become a disadvantage.

He lost.

In the individual competition, Xingxin ultimately won 3-0 across the board, leaving the entire venue speechless.

"Hehehe, Xingxin's performance today is truly remarkable!" Li Yibo said.

"Are they preparing to sweep their opponents again?" Pan Lin said.

Ruan Cheng's heart was pounding wildly. If Xingxin really beat Tiny Herb on their home turf, the feeling he was experiencing would be like being stripped naked and flogged.

What are you bunch of bastards doing!

Ruan Cheng was now a hundred times more anxious than Tiny Herb's boss.

"Su Mucheng didn't play in Xingxin's individual competition this round. Are they saving her for the team competition?" Li Yibo said.

"Fang Rui, Su Mucheng, Tang Rou? Xingxin's lineup for the team competition this round is very strong!" Pan Lin said.

"In the eighth round, Xingxin relied on Tang Rou alone to defeat the two Tiny Herb players who defended the stage, directly facing Wang Jiexi!" Li Yibo said. "It's just a pity that the two players after Tang Rou didn't perform well enough, and Wang Jiexi successfully defended the stage alone, completing a beautiful come-from-behind victory by taking on three opponents in a row."

"But it was after that round that Tang Rou stopped playing in the first position in the team competition and changed to the third position," Pan Lin said with emotion.

After speaking, the two glanced sideways at Ruan Cheng together.

As a result, when Ruan Cheng heard the two say that Xingxin's lineup for today's team competition was exceptionally strong, his liver trembled once again. He didn't even hear the two sentences they discussed afterwards.

"I wonder if Tang Rou will play in the first position again today?"

In the end, Ruan Cheng only heard this sentence, and then the players participating in the team competition from both sides began to appear.

Xingxin: Fang Rui, Su Mucheng, Tang Rou. As expected, it was this quite strong lineup.

Tiny Herb, on the other hand, sent Liu Xiaobie, Liu Fei, and Wang Jiexi.

"Tang Rou still didn't play the vanguard!" Pan Lin said.

"Yes, Xingxin hasn't changed this team competition ranking with Fang Rui at one end and Tang Rou at the other for a long time," Li Yibo said.

"The match is about to begin. Let's continue to pay attention to the players' performance on the field!" Pan Lin announced. At this moment, the number one players from both sides had already begun swiping their cards to load the first match.

"Well, this map...it's rare to see it appear in the team competition." After seeing the map loaded, the commentator and Jia Shi discussed it. Tiny Herb's map selection for the team competition was also Ye Xiu's signature style this season: simple and crude. Choosing this kind of map often meant that they would compete mainly on skill. In the individual competition, they could follow personal preferences, but in the team competition, a team had to send three players, and they needed to make sure that all three players felt comfortable with the map, so they rarely chose such an extreme map style. They would choose more diverse maps with richer content.

"Choosing this kind of map...will have a certain impact on Xingxin's Fang Rui and Su Mucheng, but Tang Rou obviously also prefers this kind of map," Li Yibo said. "Tiny Herb's side...Teacher Ruan, what do you think?" Feeling that Ruan Cheng had been silent for a long time, Li Yibo kindly threw a question to him.

"Ah...Tiny Herb should be fine, right?" Ruan Cheng said.

What was he talking about?

Li Yibo was dumbfounded and glanced at Pan Lin. Pan Lin was also helpless. This Ruan Cheng had such a poor psychological quality! Whether you're praising or criticizing, at least try to persevere! Even a stubborn duck would be better than his current appearance of being completely out of sorts after the 3-0 in the individual competition, right?

Since Ruan Cheng answered irrelevant questions, Pan Lin and Li Yibo had no choice but to not ask him about it. On the field, because it was a simple and crude map, there was no need to play any tricks. The characters from both sides met and started fighting.

Shua shua shua shua!

Flying Saber Sword's sword was as fast as lightning.

Liu Xiaobie was a bit depressed this season. He originally thought that with his continuous hard work and progress, he should become an All-Star player this season. As a result, the players from Xingxin and Jia Shi returned in large numbers, and the competition for this year's All-Star seats suddenly became very intense. Regrettably, Liu Xiaobie failed to be selected again.

Shua shua shua shua!

Liu Xiaobie vented all his depression into his operations. Flying Saber Sword attacked very quickly, but the rhythm was still perfectly controlled. This level of skill was definitely enough to be selected for the All-Stars. It was just a pity that the All-Stars were never just about skill.

On the other side, Fang Rui, Liu Xiaobie's opponent, was in a situation somewhat the opposite of Liu Xiaobie. Liu Xiaobie could never be selected for the All-Stars, while he had been selected for many consecutive years until he was not selected this year.

He took the matter of not being selected very lightly. In an interview with a certain media outlet, he even said that he was always selected, and it was finally nice to be dropped out this year.

This kind of attitude was too irritating in Liu Xiaobie's eyes, and many people also thought that Fang Rui was being pretentious.

These may all be somewhat true, but Fang Rui's condition really wasn't affected by these things at all. His performance has been getting better and better as he integrates into the Qigong Master class. And his opponents have always been a bit out of sync with his transformation.

But in this match, Liu Xiaobie did not fall into this passive state, because he took the initiative to attack and burst out his hand speed from the start.

So the final scene was a bit similar to the match between Liang Fang and Mo Fan. Both of them used aggressive attacks to prevent their opponents from having their preferred rhythm.

It's just that compared to Liang Fang's exchange of moves and blood, Liu Xiaobie's aggressive attack seemed to be more carefree. In Liang Fang's match, success came from exchanging blood, and the final defeat was also due to this exchange of blood.

"This kid's operations are getting more and more crazy." Wei Chen watched Liu Xiaobie squander his hand speed on the field and sighed with emotion, his tone not without jealousy.

"The key is that it's not just fast, it's also very stable, and everything is within his control," Ye Xiu said.

"Fang Rui is really in trouble in this match," Wei Chen said.

"Yes, the terrain is unfavorable," Ye Xiu said.

Ye Xiu had used this kind of terrain to bully countless opponents. Of course, he knew exactly what kind of foundation Liu Xiaobie's advantage was built on at this time, and he also knew that Fang Rui had no place to use the terrain at all, so it was very difficult to disrupt Liu Xiaobie's rhythm.

Perhaps he could find some gaps in Flying Saber Sword's offensive. However, Liu Xiaobie's operations were really too fast, so fast that these occasional gaps flashed by in an instant. By the time the opponent wanted to do something about it, the gap was already a thing of the past.

Only speed can break through.

This saying was quite appropriate for Liu Xiaobie at this time.

"Apm, almost 400..." At this time, the broadcast gave a close-up of the technical statistics of Liu Xiaobie's Apm data. Because the match was still going on and the operations were still continuing, this number was unstable and kept jumping, but it basically fluctuated at less than 400.

Although the technical statistics were not intelligent enough to distinguish whether a player's operations were effective operations or random keyboard and mouse taps, under the current circumstances where the two sides were fighting in a group, it was obviously impossible for there to be any watered-down operations. Basically, they were all reliable and effective operations.

Controlling a single character in a battle game, even though Glory's operations were more complicated and fragmented, an Apm approaching 400 was still a bit shocking. When the audience also noticed this technical statistic, the entire venue burst into exclamation. And this sound was full of pride. Liu Xiaobie was their Tiny Herb player.

For comparison, Fang Rui's Apm technical statistics were quickly listed next to Liu Xiaobie's Apm.

289, 290, 291...

The numbers jumped from time to time.

"Fang Rui's Apm is also much faster than usual!" Pan Lin said, holding Fang Rui's technical statistics data from previous matches in his hand.

"That's for sure. Under the operation of Liu Xiaobie's such a fierce hand speed, if he doesn't speed up, I'm afraid he would have been blown up long ago," Li Yibo said.

"But there's still a difference of 100 compared to Liu Xiaobie!" Ruan Cheng interjected. He was an expert after all and knew many things.

Damn it!

Pan Lin and Li Yibo glanced at Ruan Cheng and shouted in their hearts.

Was this still the lifeless Ruan Cheng from the individual competition just now? With this spirited look, was Liu Xiaobie a priest? Did nearly 400 Apm heal this guy?

"Judging from the skill statistics, the hand speed is different, but from the field, Fang Rui is not embarrassed," Li Yibo said.

"Hehe, he's not embarrassed yet, just a little passive," Ruan Cheng said.

"Fang Rui's current Apm is not his peak either," Pan Lin continued, looking at Fang Rui's technical statistics data.

"His current Apm is very stable," Li Yibo said, looking at the jumping Apm on the screen. The unit of measurement for Apm is minutes. But the real-time display in the match is in seconds. If the operations performed in this second were magnified to minutes, what would it be? That's how it is displayed.

Fang Rui's Apm basically fluctuates around 290, which means that his hand speed is maintained very evenly.

"If there's a chance, he will erupt," Li Yibo said.

"What about Liu Xiaobie? Is his peak just like this?" Ruan Cheng laughed. He was an expert after all and knew many things.

Pan Lin also had Liu Xiaobie's technical statistics in his hand. After looking at them, he shook his head. "It's not just like this either...or rather, most of his are watered down. Many of them are peak values that he rushed out by randomly stacking his hand speed at the beginning of the match."

Li Yibo was focused on watching the match at this time.

Opportunity, Fang Rui was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity for him to strike and break Liu Xiaobie's rhythm. Otherwise, if he continued like this, he would lose.

When would the opportunity appear?

Li Yibo didn't have time to discuss it with the two of them. The rhythm of this match was so fast, the opportunity would definitely appear in an instant...

It appeared!

Li Yibo's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oppo..."

He only had time to shout one word, because his pronunciation was far less fast than the operations of the two players on the field.

The real-time Apm statistics suddenly showed a surge.

Fang Rui, 372!

Breaking the predicament was at hand.

But...

It didn't break.

At the moment when Fang Rui's hand speed soared, Liu Xiaobie's Apm also rose wildly.

442!

The Apm peak of this match finally came out.

Liu Xiaobie used his fierce hand speed to forcefully suppress Fang Rui's resistance.

In the first match of the team competition, Tiny Herb's Liu Xiaobie ultimately emerged victorious.