Chapter 139 I Want to Win!

"I want to win!"

There was no more honest declaration than that. Any professional player on the field pursued this vision. These three words were thrown out without embellishment, and didn't cause too much of a reaction.

Fang Rui laughed dismissively, "Haha, you want to win? Did you ask me?"

There was no reply.

As Song Qiying had told Fang Rui in the fourth round of the regular season, he wouldn't pay attention to meaningless words.

But not paying attention didn't mean not seeing. Fang Rui hadn't shut up last time because of that, and he wouldn't this time either. His trash talk wasn't as dense as Huang Shaotian's, but the degree of provocation and ridicule was even worse.

Did Song Qiying care? Was he affected?

The audience couldn't tell. They only saw Song Qiying's Changhe Luori sticking to the decision he had made from the beginning, charging straight ahead. Soon, the two characters of the same class met in the center of the map. Fang Rui also chose to cut straight to the middle without detours.

A Striker could only fight up close, but a Qi Master had good mid-range attack abilities.

Fang Rui naturally made the first move.

Qi Blast!

This skill didn't have high attack power, and its restraint was weak. It was mostly used for interference and probing reactions. Fang Rui often used this skill to hit the opponent's character in the face, and then accurately grasp the moment when the Qi ball interfered with the opponent's vision to launch other attacks.

This time was no exception.

The Qi Blast flew straight to Changhe Luori's face. Fang Rui stared at his actions, quickly judging the position where the opponent's blind spot would appear and the possible changes.

Move!

Hai Wuliang immediately moved to accurately connect with the next attack.

But then Changhe Luori threw a punch.

*Pa!*

The Qi Blast suddenly exploded, and the nianqi (spiritual energy) stirred into a blurry mess in the air. Fang Rui's originally clear judgment of the blind spot was suddenly disrupted.

Song Qiying unexpectedly controlled Changhe Luori to also use a Qi Blast,迎迎 the one Hai Wuliang had launched, and they collided in the air.

"You're going to haggle over such a small thing with a senior?" Fang Rui lost the opportunity to attack first, but he seized the opportunity for trash talk. Even though his plan had been disrupted, he still spoke with a confident, teasing tone. Just as he was about to find an angle of attack from the two colliding clumps of nianqi (spiritual energy), he saw a fist quickly become clear in the chaos.

*Pa!*

The fist hadn't reached flesh, but the collision with the air already made a crisp sound. Changhe Luori strode forward in a bow stance, and a Collapse Fist actually hit before Hai Wuliang.

Fang Rui was taken aback and quickly controlled Hai Wuliang to stop abruptly. This Collapse Fist was so well-timed, the timing and position were completely like he had calculated Fang Rui's actions, and Hai Wuliang almost bumped into the fist himself.

Coincidence?

Just as this thought flashed through Fang Rui's mind, he immediately knew it wasn't.

Because Changhe Luori followed up with another punch, so smooth and clear. It definitely didn't seem like a sudden decision and operation. This was a quite familiar routine.

The opponent had practiced a special response to his Qi Blast to the face!

Fang Rui realized this and was even more surprised. To be honest, this technique he created with Qi Master was difficult, but the effect was quite average. So far, no Qi Master other than him had learned or adopted it. But it wasn't that the Qi Master players were all noble and disdained Fang Rui's sneaky tricks. It was really that this technique wasn't very clever, just a small trick. It wasn't worth the effort to study and practice for a small trick.

But now, this young man from Tyranny had practiced a special way to deal with this small trick.

This was something Fang Rui had not expected at all.

A difficult but generally ineffective small trick. Other players didn't think it was worth practicing, but Fang Rui enjoyed it. This was exactly his cunning.

Because this small trick had such trouble, Fang Rui was sure that no one would make a deep targeted study of it. According to the principle of offsetting gains and losses, the effect of this small trick would become extraordinary.

But now, the young man from Tyranny had even practiced a way to deal with this small trick. Fang Rui was surprised. Could it be that he couldn't see through the thinking of the new generation?

Cloud Body, Charge Punch, Heart-Piercing Kick...

Changhe Luori's offensive was continuous, all in one go. Fang Rui hadn't expected that someone would make such a targeted study of this small trick. Now, it had become a trade-off. After the small trick was broken, he immediately fell into an all-round disadvantage, retreating under Changhe Luori's continuous offensive.

Trash talk? Fang Rui really wanted to say it at this time, but he didn't have time!

Among the four Grappler classes, the Qi Master's close combat ability was undoubtedly the weakest. At this time, he was completely pushed close by Changhe Luori, and it was quite difficult to deal with. Many Qi Master skills also required chanting and channeling qi (spiritual energy). How could he use them in close combat?

Fang Rui could only control Hai Wuliang to wave his fists and feet, dodge, parry, and look for opportunities.

But Changhe Luori's attack logic was rigorous and the rhythm was in place. There was no gap to exploit. This didn't seem like a rookie at all. Even a player who had immersed himself in Striker for three years might not be able to do it so seamlessly.

Terrible!

Really terrible!

Could he lose like this?

Fang Rui had already made the worst plan in his heart at this time. If Changhe Luori's offensive was always controlled so stably, he really couldn't find a way to regain the initiative.

Retreat.

Retreat again and again. Soon Hai Wuliang had no way to retreat. Behind him was the scorching lava.

He was actually forced to be so helpless?

Fang Rui was very annoyed, but who could he blame?

In the current situation, it was completely Fang Rui's own problem. He wouldn't underestimate Song Qiying, but he didn't give him enough attention.

After the small trick of Qi Blast was broken, he even had to complain about the other party. It was because he wasted such a sentence that his attention was not focused enough at that moment. If he had paid more attention to the opponent's character's actions, perhaps he would have noticed Changhe Luori's extremely accurate attack at that time a little earlier.

This early detection might have changed the current situation.

Unfortunately, Fang Rui had to deal with the problem of being forced into the lava by Song Qiying. If he couldn't break through the opponent's offensive...

Left, right, front, even above...

Was there really no way out?

Several choices that seemed to be right next to him all seemed to be covered with Changhe Luori's fists and feet. He couldn't take a step.

*Pa!*

Changhe Luori's punch finally hit. Fang Rui, who couldn't find an opening at all, couldn't let Hai Wuliang avoid this punch.

His body couldn't help but lean back. In normal circumstances, taking a step back could stabilize his body.

But now, taking a step back would be lava, lava with strong damage.

However, in the audience's opinion, there was little difference between taking this step back or not. Hai Wuliang only had the possibility of falling into the lava. And if Song Qiying guarded the coast, he could win with a great advantage. Then the possibility of winning another opponent from Happy would greatly increase. Tyranny's reversal didn't seem so缥缈 (piāomiǎo - faint/dim/unrealistic) anymore.

Tyranny fans' thoughts flew to this for a while. In their opinion, this game seemed to be over.

Hai Wuliang's step still retreated. Faced with this kind of attack, professional players would subconsciously retreat to defuse the attack after being hit.

Stepping into the air, along with the falling body, Hai Wuliang slid towards the lava.

"Oh oh oh oh!" Tyranny's venue erupted with cheers of victory. They thought the game had come to an end.

Only very, very few people noticed that Hai Wuliang's arms were still stretched out in front of him as he fell into the lava. After his lower body had fallen into the lava, these outstretched arms grabbed onto the shore, and his palms slapped the ground.

Landmine Shock!

Faced with desperation, Fang Rui also took a risky move, cooperating with Changhe Luori's attack to let Hai Wuliang fall into the lava. But in the process of falling, he had already begun to counterattack.

His palms slapped the ground as he fell, directly performing a Landmine Shock. The shock of nianqi (spiritual energy) impacted within range, and Changhe Luori, who was guarding in front, bore the brunt. Fang Rui wanted to use this momentum to immediately let Hai Wuliang jump out of the lava.

But at this moment, Hai Wuliang hadn't jumped up yet, and Changhe Luori had already jumped up.

Just when everyone in the audience had recognized Song Qiying's victory, he didn't have this feeling at all. His opponent's character still had 63% health. Where did the victory come from?

He continued to closely watch Hai Wuliang's actions. Very few people noticed the arms that were naturally hanging in front of him when he fell into the lava, and Song Qiying was one of those very few people.

When Landmine Shock was performed, Changhe Luori had already leaped up.

Immediately afterwards, Thousand Catty Drop!

The shockwave of Landmine Shock would damage Changhe Luori, but it couldn't shake the figure that had performed Thousand Catty Drop. Changhe Luori was like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, blocking in front of Hai Wuliang who was about to jump up. Fang Rui looked at this young new character at an extremely close range, and everything around him seemed to have lost its color.

Arena Competition, Round Eight, Fang Rui lost, Song Qiying won.

And it was a crushing defeat, a great victory.

Tyranny's venue had already been as jubilant as a festival. Song Qiying's great victory pulled Tyranny back from the brink of the cliff. After a series of maneuvers with Fang Rui, Changhe Luori still had 79% of his health. Facing Happy's last player, this was completely a battle to be fought.

Tyranny fans were excited, and of course they also had the mood to boo their opponents. Especially since the previous performances of Happy's players were better than the last, they had no way to boo. But now, facing Fang Rui, they finally had the opportunity. Although Tyranny's Lin Jingyan didn't make much of an appearance after taking the stage, everyone at least fully accepted his efforts. What about Fang Rui? Everyone saw a lazy attitude. Perhaps this might just be his disguise to paralyze his opponents, but when he finally lost the game, everything seemed to be his cause of failure.

In the booing, Fang Rui returned to Happy's player seat.

Facing his teammates, Fang Rui's expression was also a bit unnatural.

"Too weak, to be beaten like this by a rookie." Ye Xiu mercilessly despised him.

"Too ugly." Wei Chen followed with contempt.

"At this time, maybe only kneeling can beg for everyone's forgiveness." Baozi was also saying, but he wasn't talking to Fang Rui. He was talking to the young people beside him, Qiao Yifan, Luo Ji, and An Wenyi, as if he was watching the fun and discussing it.

"Come on, it's not that bad!" Fang Rui said, "I'll squat down and reflect." After saying that, this guy actually squatted down in the corner of the player seat and buried his head in reflection.

"Hey, this..." Chen Guo felt like something was wrong.

"Let him reflect!" Ye Xiu didn't stop him, but looked at Happy's last player to appear. With such a big advantage, being chased to this point, the party being chased obviously bore more pressure.

But the person from Happy who was about to appear next didn't show any pressure on their face.

"It's finally my turn!" Tang Rou looked excited and impatient.