Chapter 1 A Score of 1-0

1 to 0.

Team Tyranny led at home.

This was not a surprising result in itself. However, Team Howling had lost their core player, Tang Hao, while Team Tyranny's victory came from Lin Jingyan, who used to be Team Howling's core player. This added a great deal of significance to the match.

However, as far as the fans at the venue were concerned, the cheers and applause from Team Tyranny's fans were not exaggerated. After all, the meaning of this duel revolved around Team Howling's past and present, and Team Tyranny's fans could not fully appreciate it. But what about Team Howling's fans? In the already somewhat empty away stands, Team Howling's fans looked very lonely. Some had even gotten up and silently left the arena after watching only the first individual match of the entire competition.

Lin Jingyan returned to the player's area, accepting his teammates' congratulations on his victory. In many people's eyes, his victory over Tang Hao must have been a very satisfying release.

But Lin Jingyan didn't seem too excited. This always gentle and polite player just smiled and finally returned to his seat.

What about Team Howling?

He didn't look again.

Although he missed the past a little, and missed his character Tang San Da, the past would eventually pass. Although he was in the twilight years of his career, as long as the road hadn't reached its end, there was still a future.

His future was here... Lin Jingyan clenched the account card of his character, Cold Season.

At the same time, on another arena, also in the first individual match, the outcome was about to be decided.

Team Blue Rain versus Team Tiny Herb.

Lu Hanwen versus Gao Yingjie.

Two of the most eye-catching players of the new generation. One was thrown directly into the main lineup, fighting and struggling in the cruel professional competition; the other was carefully nurtured, gradually adapting to the environment.

Different methods, but neither prevented them from growing into excellent professional players. This season, the two had shed their immaturity and become two iconic figures in the new generation of the league. At this moment, they were fighting for their team's victory in a one-on-one match.

Phantom Sword Dance!

Lu Hanwen's Flowing Clouds unleashed his ultimate move. As one of the few heavy sword swordsmen in the league, Flowing Clouds' ultimate move was a bit slow in sword speed, but the range it covered was even more turbulent. The Silver weapon, Heavy Sword Flame Shadow, drew a clear trajectory under this slightly slower sword speed, dragging Mu En, who was about to fly away on his broom, from the air.

"Where are you running!" Lu Hanwen's message was still echoing in the public channel. This young man seemed to have endless energy, always making people feel infinite passion.

In comparison, Gao Yingjie was not as flamboyant as him, but growing up under careful care, he could feel the team and his seniors' expectations of him even more. His belief in victory was no less than Lu Hanwen's. And his performance on the field would be more circumspect.

Caught by Flowing Clouds' Phantom Sword Dance, Gao Yingjie did not panic. Heavy sword swordsmen had more powerful attacks, but the sacrifice for this was a retreat in attack speed. This was the heavy sword swordsman's weakness, and it could be used as a breakthrough point!

Dispersion Powder!

Mu En stretched out his hand and threw out a handful of magic powder. It could dispel status effects, but more importantly, it could reduce the target's speed. Although as a low-level skill, Dispersion Powder's slowing effect was not strong, it was like rubbing salt into the wound for Flowing Clouds, which was already relatively slow.

Hit!

Dispersion Powder hit, and Flowing Clouds' offensive suddenly slowed down. But in order to hit this, Gao Yingjie was prepared to let Mu En take a hit. But at this moment...

Immortal Guide! (a move where you point forward)

Lu Hanwen decisively stopped the attack of Phantom Sword Dance and switched to Immortal Guide.

Also hit!

The powerful blow-away effect sent Mu En flying out. Flowing Clouds did not chase after him for a quick attack. The Dispersion Powder was a bit uncomfortable for his heavy sword swordsman, and he wanted more time to get rid of this effect.

It was just that this low-level skill, which was not very powerful, lasted a long time, up to 10 seconds.

10 seconds!

The distance that Immortal Guide blew away was not enough for Mu En to take 10 seconds to return. Gao Yingjie would not waste these 10 seconds. Mu En, who had been blown away, landed with a recovery roll. Before he could stand up straight, his broom was already beside him, and Mu En flew up.

10 seconds?

Mu En returned in less than 2 seconds!

Frost Powder!

Another magic powder was thrown out, but this skill was not a direct attack, but to temporarily coat his weapon with attribute effects.

Morning Dew!

This was the name of the Silver weapon broom in Mu En's hand. At this time, after being coated with Frost Powder, it faintly flashed a layer of blue light. As it waved through the air, fine ice crystals fell.

Attack!

The melee ability of a Witch was very strong.

Although it mainly relied on ordinary attacks, with magic powder that could arbitrarily modify weapon attributes, and the broom mastery that allowed free flight and six aerial broom swings to maintain levitation, ordinary attacks in the hands of a Witch were anything but ordinary.

"Do you want to decide the victory like this!" Lu Hanwen's message popped up in the channel.

Earthen Wave Sword!

Flowing Clouds swung his heavy sword, but threw out a Spellblade's skill. Immediately following, the sword light flashed, and another Draw Sword was unleashed.

The Earthen Wave Sword attacked in a vertical line, and the Draw Sword attacked in a horizontal line. With Flowing Clouds' heavy sword swordsman's extraordinary attack range, the two skills intersected into a large cross, nailing towards Mu En. This attack was sudden enough, and the coordination of the two skills was just right.

But...

"Attack speed..." Yu Wenzhou sighed from the sidelines.

Slow... this flaw was particularly memorable for Yu Wenzhou. And at this time, Flowing Clouds' beautiful attack, because of its slowness, left some flaws.

But even if flaws existed, could the opponent capture them?

Some flaws required very high judgment and operation to capture. For example, the flaws in Flowing Clouds' intersection of these two skills, Yu Wenzhou had the eye to see, but if he were to operate Mu En at this time to dodge, it would really be difficult for him.

Could he dodge?

There was no problem.

On Team Tiny Herb's side, Wang Jiexi had already made a judgment in his mind when he saw this attack.

Gao Yingjie should be able to see this flaw, and should be able to grasp it.

But should be able to do it, and actually do it, were two different things.

But Gao Yingjie did not disappoint Wang Jiexi.

Bearing Team Tiny Herb's expectations and future, he accurately captured this opportunity. Mu En swayed lightly in mid-air, and suddenly passed through the two skills that the heavy sword had split out.

Whoosh!

Morning Dew swung down and hit Flowing Clouds.

The effects of magic powder could not be stacked, but the new magic effect of Frost Powder was still slowing down, and there was a chance of freezing, which could only make Flowing Clouds even more uncomfortable.

The victory has been decided...

People who were paying attention to the game had already made a judgment in their hearts.

Then some sighed, and some were happy.

The experience brought by victory and defeat always divided into two extremes.

The two new generation players had decided the outcome. With Gao Yingjie's victory, Team Tiny Herb, playing away, took the lead. On another arena, the two older generation seniors had not yet decided the outcome.

Clang!

A loud noise.

The collision of weapons brought out the impact and light and shadow of the skills. The two characters were knocked far apart and fell to the ground in a mess.

"That's really brutal! They're fighting with their lives, aren't they afraid of breaking their hands?" Lord Grim flipped over and stood up, with blood stains hanging realistically on the corner of his mouth. Then Ye Xiu's message popped up in the public channel.

"Your record ends here." Dazzling Summer's sword pointed at Lord Grim, and Sun Zheping replied coolly in the channel.

"Don't brag, Old Lin said the same thing last round, do you know what happened later?" Ye Xiu said.

"Old Lin? Didn't you fight Team Blue Rain last round?"

"The round before last." Ye Xiu said.

Blood Shadow Blade!

Sun Zheping simply ended the bickering, and Dazzling Summer directly opened the way with a powerful move. The sword light turned into a blood shadow and slashed straight at Lord Grim.

Lord Grim quickly dodged, and the blood shadow split on the ground, with rubble flying everywhere, suddenly shooting towards Lord Grim.

Whirlwind Slash!

Dazzling Summer's sword blade stirred up a whirlwind, wrapping the rubble and crashing hard towards Lord Grim.

In Team Happy's home arena, Ye Xiu's map selection was naturally a simple one-on-one map. But no one expected that this time, the opponent would attack frantically, pressing Ye Xiu so hard that he couldn't breathe for a while. The unblockable Unspecialized Quick Takedown of the Alliance had not had a chance to unfold.

Retreat!

Retreat again!

Under the frenzied attack, Lord Grim retreated all the way, until he could no longer retreat. Dazzling Summer's heavy sword finally slammed into him. But at this moment, Lord Grim's figure suddenly scattered like petals. Dazzling Summer's sword struck through, but passed through his body. The Lord Grim in front of him was just an illusion.

Shadow Clone Technique?

No, this was not it.

It was Sword Shadow Steps!

Four Lord Grims surrounded Dazzling Summer, and the sword light waved up. Which one was the real body? At this time, judging this seemed meaningless. The key issue was that Lord Grim had finally begun his offensive rhythm.

In the end, victory belonged to Ye Xiu.

The moment he put down the mouse, he let out a long sigh. He was really forced to be a little nervous in this round, and almost lost. It was hard to imagine that his opponent was a guy with a serious hand injury. This guy was playing more and more recklessly. Had half a season of fighting completely ignited his passion?

But it was really a pity that he only played one individual match each round, and even had to rest sometimes. The amount of competition was not enough to satisfy him, right?

Yes...

Not enough!

Sun Zheping looked at Dazzling Summer on the screen, lying on the ground, looking at the sky. The character's eyes probably held unwillingness!

If only I could play a few more minutes in each match...

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