Mu Yu Chenfeng, Hai Wu Liang, and Han Yanrou charged forward together. With Desert Dust locked down by the Lie Wave Slash, it seemed impossible for him to escape the encirclement. But no one forgot that this was a team competition. In that instant, the television broadcast's camera no longer focused on Desert Dust, but turned to the other members of the Tyranny team.

Dazzling Hundred Flowers, Zero Degree Celsius, and Lota, the three ranged attackers, had indeed already taken action. They swept past this end of the battle like the wind, their ranged firepower heading straight for Happy's healer – Little Cold Hands, who was hanging far back, not rushing forward like the attackers.

Ignoring Han Wenqing and directly exchanging?

Tyranny's choice was truly bold, directly abandoning their captain, their core. As for Little Cold Hands? He had become a target of Tyranny's ranged attacks back when he was still using Angel's Wings. Later, it was because Ye Xiu's Lord Grim risked his life to break through, directly attacking their formation and disrupting their stagnant area, that Tyranny made a strategic shift.

As a result, as soon as they regained their senses, the few of them continued to focus on Little Cold Hands, as if they hadn't seen Desert Dust's predicament at all.

What to do?

Tyranny's choice was exceptionally resolute, so now it was Happy's turn to be troubled. Although this exchange could eliminate Tyranny's captain, Happy would have to sacrifice their healer. In a one-for-one situation, the healer should definitely be prioritized for protection. This was a judgment as axiomatic as can be in team competitions.

With this understanding, Su Mucheng subconsciously had Mu Yu Chenfeng adjust her cannon.

Boom boom boom.

Cannon fire sounded, and several more streams of sand were kicked up. Tyranny's ranged players' lines of sight were indeed affected to some extent, but after a few cannonballs landed, the flow of that part of the sand dune suddenly changed. Little Cold Hands, standing on the upwind side, slipped again and actually sat down on the sand dune...

The destructive power of a Launcher's heavy firepower was far greater than that of a Sharpshooter or a Grenadier. An Elementalist's attacks were magical damage, and the destructive effect couldn't compare to physical attacks.

Therefore, the few cannonballs that Mu Yu Chenfeng fired to obstruct the three attackers did indeed create a sand wall as desired, but the deep pit blasted under the sand wall immediately accelerated the flow of that section of the sand dune.

"Careless!!" Seeing Little Cold Hands lose his balance and fall to the ground, Pan Lin shouted. He could see that this was because of Mu Yu Chenfeng's cannon fire.

But the Tyranny players on the field did not see it that way.

Don't underestimate Su Mucheng's cunning. This was a lesson they had just learned in the individual competition.

Behind Mu Yu Chenfeng, Tang Rou's Han Yanrou was about to change direction and charge out, while Little Cold Hands, who was sitting on the sand dune, slid down with the accelerated flow of the sand dune as if he were on a slide.

Anyone with a little tactical awareness should have understood by now.

Little Cold Hands' accelerated slide would allow him to be received and protected by Happy's combat personnel more quickly. Blasting out a pit to accelerate the flow of the sand dune was by no means careless, but a deliberate act. As for Little Cold Hands falling on his butt, that was also An Wenyi's clever decision. Because he wasn't as skilled as Ye Xiu and the other professional players, it was really difficult for him to control his character's movements on this flowing sand dune. He understood Su Mucheng's intention, but An Wenyi felt a little unsure about effectively coordinating with the changing and accelerating sand dune.

So he didn't force himself at all, and simply fell down, using that force to slide down smoothly.

This might only be a small trick, but in a match, you often need this kind of quick wit, this kind of instant decision.

Han Yanrou suddenly attacked Tyranny's ranged formation, disrupting their attacks on Little Cold Hands; Lord Grim and Hai Wu Liang sandwiched Desert Dust; Mu Yu Chenfeng supported both sides.

Happy's response not only didn't completely abandon the encirclement of Desert Dust, but also provided effective support to Little Cold Hands.

A brilliant response. Those who saw through Happy's plan praised it in their hearts, but this was where it ended!

Happy's brilliant response wasn't carried out, because their response overlooked one person.

Han Wenqing.

Constrained by multiple parties, Desert Dust seemed to be at everyone's disposal at this time. Everyone was focused on how to protect An Wenyi's Little Cold Hands while dealing with Desert Dust.

Mu Yu Chenfeng switched targets, Han Yanrou changed direction. At that moment, Su Mucheng and Tang Rou really didn't worry too much about Han Wenqing. After all, Ye Xiu was there, and Fang Rui was there.

But...

Thousand Catty Drop!

Desert Dust crashed to the ground, the force of a thousand catties pressing down on the soft sand surface. His legs sank instantly, and then a vortex seemed to appear. The surrounding sand at higher elevations actually changed direction, sliding towards the deep pit created by Desert Dust's thousand-catty drop.

Of the four people around him, only Lord Grim, who was at a disadvantage, maintained his balance. The three at the top, including Han Yanrou, who had already changed direction and was preparing to move away, suddenly lost their balance.

Thousand Catty Drop was immune to grappling skills. If Ye Xiu had used Throw or Back Throw earlier, even if Lord Grim touched Desert Dust, he would not have been able to shake his body.

That was the Lie Wave Slash, which used magical fluctuations to tear space and create a barrier, which sealed the character's actions. But even the Lie Wave Slash could only achieve temporary sealing, nothing more. The Thousand Catty Drop would not be interrupted in this way.

So when the Lie Wave Slash ended, the Thousand Catty Drop still landed.

Happy's brilliant response was interrupted in this way, by the besieged Desert Dust.

Ye Xiu quickly controlled Lord Grim to attack. Desert Dust, whose legs were deeply mired in the sand dune, had slightly impaired movements at this time. Lord Grim shook the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella and flicked it into a spear form, using a Circle Swing to directly scoop up Desert Dust, but he saw that Desert Dust had also made a move. His arms spun, and in a turn...

No!

Ye Xiu felt a pulling tunnel, as if it were accelerating his charge.

Skill cancel, backflip!

Ye Xiu's response was already extremely fast. This Circle Swing was never executed, and Lord Grim instantly jumped out of the range of that force. But the three who were off balance had no time to react. Desert Dust's twisting arms had instantly completed his action, and the three characters were immediately pulled into his arms.

Spiral Air Piercing Kill!

The Grappler's level 70 ultimate skill! This was Han Wenqing's choice on his Desert Dust's silver weapon, Fiery Red Fist, for today's match!

Whoosh!

Yellow sand flew everywhere.

Desert Dust suddenly burst out from underground. The centripetal force brought about by the rotation of his arms firmly controlled Happy's character. They flew up into the sky together with the leaping Desert Dust, inverted, and fell one after another...

Pfft pfft pfft...

Characters under the control of a grapple skill were unable to perform a Ukemi. The three characters who fell crashed onto the sand dune, creating three large pits and three waves of sand.

Ye Xiu's Lord Grim was already on the side, but he didn't provide any assistance. He actually turned Lord Grim around and rushed towards the other end. He seemed to be in a hurry, but he hadn't used any skills that could speed up his movement yet.

It wasn't that Ye Xiu didn't want to, but that he couldn't.

He had no way to provide effective support to Su Mucheng and the other two, nor could he use skills like Arc Flash to accelerate his movement.

Because just as he had just used a backflip with Lord Grim to avoid that Spiral Air Piercing Kill, he stepped on a Sacred Flower...

Zhang Xinjie, Stone Not Turning.

Han Wenqing's most loyal and reliable partner had always been behind him.

And Ye Xiu's decision at this time was a desperate measure. Unable to use any skills for the time being, he dared to fearlessly charge towards the healer. If he still relied on Desert Dust, he would probably repay all of his decade-long hatred towards Han Wenqing in one go.

The situation changed instantly.

Happy's three were all buried in the sand, while Desert Dust landed calmly. The encirclement and control naturally no longer held.

But at this time, the one facing the greatest crisis was still An Wenyi.

Happy's response was instantly defeated like this. Little Cold Hands, sliding down the sand, had completely become a lamb in the tiger's mouth. An Wenyi desperately adjusted his position to stand up and escape, confirming that his reputation as Happy's weak link was not without reason. On this flowing sand, his desperate manipulation ultimately made Little Cold Hands climb on the sand dune like a dog paddling.

The audience laughed, but the Tyranny players on the field didn't find it funny.

An Wenyi's operation was very awkward, and Little Cold Hands' posture was very ungraceful, but his judgment at this time was very accurate, and the direction he chose was definitely the most troublesome for Tyranny. His choice actually echoed Lord Grim's approach to Stone Not Turning.

But Tyranny didn't make things difficult at all.

They had ignored the besieged Han Wenqing earlier. This time, they were ignoring the threatened Zhang Xinjie again. Tyranny's two cores were being casually ignored on the field...

The three ranged players fired at Little Cold Hands.

It was more efficient for multiple people to deal with a flustered newbie than for Ye Xiu alone to deal with the experienced Zhang Xinjie.

Tyranny's decision was that simple, with strong confidence in themselves and in Zhang Xinjie. An Wenyi's best choice in this situation failed to create even the slightest trouble for Tyranny.

Happy's other three finally climbed out of the sand dune. Seeing the situation, they naturally wanted to save Little Cold Hands. But a majestic figure stood in front of them.

Han Wenqing, Desert Dust.

One person, adopting a one-versus-three stance!

Tyranny's audience instantly erupted!

This was their captain. When needed, he would stand up without hesitation to take on two, three, or even four opponents.

This courage and boldness had never diminished with age. Even though he was now trying to play more flexibly, he would proudly stand at the forefront of Tyranny when such head-on confrontation was needed.

Ten years, as always.