Chapter 1062 The Championship, Happy!

Time passed by minute by minute.

Lord Grim's life is still maintained at a quarter, but his mana is being consumed rapidly.

18%, 15%, 13%, 11%...

While Du Ming was constantly attacking and trying to kill Lord Grim, Wu Shuang Gouyue's life was also declining.

91%, 88%, 83%, 79%...

But soon someone noticed that although her health had been declining, Wu Shuanggouyue had never been hit by any abnormal status, such as Dragon Fang, Sky Strike, Demonic Dispelling Powder, Stiff Bullet, Floating Bullet, Swordsman's Upward Pick, The Demonic Sword Splits Waves...

All skills that may cause abnormal states such as freezing, floating, slowing down, etc. can be avoided, blocked, or directly broken using skill judgment.

"This guy...can do it." Even Huang Shaotian was a little surprised.

They, the audience, could clearly see that Ye Xiu, at least in terms of operation, had no intention of letting go. His hand speed curve on the big electronic screen was always above 400.

Facing Lord Grim like this, it is not difficult for him to avoid being hit by any abnormal state skills. If he works wholeheartedly, it is not impossible for first-line players to do it.

After all, Ye Xiu was just operating without any care, but he didn't use any tactics, it was just a head-on fight.

If it were the Du Ming who had always been open and close in his fighting style, now Ye Xiu should have connected with the individual to fight quickly, but now Du Ming only suffered some insignificant damage, but was not affected by any abnormal status.

This shows that Du Ming's playing style is improving again. If Du Ming's current performance is to be quantified by players in the professional circle, it is probably Tang Rou whose hand speed has dropped a bit, or Han Wenqing or Sun Sun who have dropped a bit more experience. Zheping, or Tang Hao whose operating level is slightly lower.

These players all have strong attacking styles.

But unlike Du Ming, they are both rough and fine. They don't care about the damage caused by the opponent's skills, but they will try their best to avoid being affected by the opponent's abnormal status skills while attacking.

And now Du Ming has begun to approach these people!

Although there is still a long way to go, it is just the beginning of his progress in this field. If there is a strong sparring partner in the future to further solidify this style of play, he can do better in time.

However, which step it takes depends on Du Ming's potential.

But to put it bluntly, those who can enter the professional circle cannot be without talent, and those who can enter the championship team are naturally the best among them, even if they are only substitutes.

Du Ming could now be considered as further developing his potential.

The competition, or rather the sparring with each other, continues.

Lord Grim's mana continues to decrease, 9%, 7%, 4%...

It's getting closer and closer to exhaustion.

Wu Shuang Gouyue's health had also dropped to 70%. Lord Grim made a feint and immediately retreated. The Thousand Planes Umbrella clattered in the air and turned into a rifle form, and the flying gun retreated.

"Do you want to find a chance to return to Lan?" Du Ming immediately guessed Ye Xiu's plan, "I have been waiting for this moment!"

Three cuts!

He had already cooled down this skill, but he never used it, just to stop Ye Xiu when he was about to leave and find a chance to regain his blue.

"Not bad." Ye Xiu smiled as he looked at Wu Shuang Gou Yue, who was rushing towards the bullet. Lord Grim slid his shovel back.

Earth-shattering Wave Sword!

Wu Shuang Gou Yue's skills were forcibly cancelled, and he slashed with the sword without dodging, but it was all in vain. The Thousand Planes Umbrella in Lord Grim's hand had quickly deformed, and he flashed away with an arc of light, leaving behind Wu Shuang Gou Yue's shoulder at the same time. A wound.

Du Ming turned around and fired Moonlight Slash, but Lord Grim had already turned into light smoke and disappeared.

【Is it almost done? 】Ye Xiu's message popped up on the public channel, and Lord Grim's body appeared five positions beside Wu Shuanggouyue.

Du Ming, who was about to take advantage of Lord Grim's depletion of mana, was startled, and then realized something was wrong.

What about my treatment? How about treatment for someone like me?

[My mana bar has been emptied, so I’m almost done. ] Ye Xiu said, [You win the duel, but it’s time for this game to end, right? Call it a day. 】

"What...what's going on?" Du Ming in the competition room still didn't react. What happened just now? It seems that I am planning to ask Brother Fang to help me make the last ditch effort to fight to the death of Lord Grim.

What about Brother Fang?

[Du Ming, retreat, the game is over. ] At this time, Fang Minghua’s message popped up, [Ye Shen, thank you. 】

【You're welcome. ] Ye Xiu replied with a smile, [Du Ming, go back and recall your state just now. 】

Du Ming was still a little confused. Fang Minghua had already played GG and quit the game. Although he didn't know what happened, Du Ming still played GG in confusion.

Audiences outside...

Uh... is this the end? Is there something wrong?

Are we really watching the finals? Is this really the final battle?

Why do you feel like this team game is playing like the regular season? There was no feeling of passion at the end.

The connotation of this game cannot be seen by ordinary players. Even the two commentators are confused. Only professional players have deep feelings.

But anyway, it's all over.

"Winning!!!" A loud roar suddenly sounded from somewhere in the home fans' gallery.

Immediately afterwards, cheers spread throughout the venue, and the joy of victory finally filled the players' seats, and everyone jumped up from their seats in excitement.

Chen Guo pumped her fist excitedly, and tears flew directly to the faces of everyone around her. No one disliked it. Chen Guo was not the only one who wanted to cry at this time.

Wei Chen was at a loss on the side. He seemed to want to have a cigarette despite the ban on smoking in public places, but in the end he almost burned his hair when he lit the lighter.

I did it, I actually did it. After so many years, he returned to the professional circle at the oldest age in the league and actually won a championship in the end?

"This guy!!" The cigarette butt, which was not lit at all, was crushed hard by Wei Chen.

"Fuck!" Fang Rui cursed, and Wei Chen's cigarette butt crushed his thigh, but besides scolding him, he couldn't care about anything else. Even this scolding, was he scolding Wei Chen or expressing emotion? He couldn't tell.

I got the championship by myself!

At the All-Star level, he switched to the fake grassroots team Xingxin. As the number one thief, he transitioned into the qigong master profession. Fang Rui did things that many people would never even dare to think about. However, he succeeded and he gained a lot. The championship that makes all professional players crazy.

"Well done!" Fang Rui praised fiercely, praising himself and his teammates.

At the same time, he also thought of his former partner, Lin Jingyan, who bid farewell to the professional arena after the second round of the playoffs.

Have you seen it, Lao Lin? I am the overall champion!

"It's great, it's great to win the championship..." Luo Ji was also very excited. Although he couldn't say much about his contribution, but being in the Xingxin collective, he could clearly feel the same as everyone else.

He really wanted to find someone to share his excitement with, but now he could just hold on to his dancing buns...

However, Qiao Yifan and An Wenyi, who usually have a good relationship with each other, are still in the competition seats. Wei Chen and Fang Rui are two seniors. What else? Luo Ji looked at Mo Fan and was shocked.

Mo Fan's expression was distorted.

His face never seemed to be able to express an excited expression, and it seemed like he didn't know which facial nerve to use to express it at this moment. The expression he finally showed was as broken as it was broken.

Luo Ji laughed, cried, or laughed. Everyone had their own way of expressing excitement!

"We won." Luo Ji said to Mo Fan after rescuing himself from Baozi's clutches.

Not getting an answer, Mo Fan just looked at him and nodded vigorously.

Won! Really won, champion!

Over in the stands, with the core members of the guild led by Wu Chen as the center, everyone was cheering uncontrollably.

Excited, excited, beyond words.

After regaining consciousness, the backstage finally broadcast the result of the game: the game is over, the winner of the tenth professional league season championship-Team Happy! (End of chapter)