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Chapter 1311: Improvement

Translator: Nomyummi  Editor: Nomyummi

"If he can't try?"

Han Wenqing's words stunned everyone.

"Then… he can only endure and perfect this style," Zhang Xinjie completed Han Wenqing's analysis.

Thus, everyone fell silent. As for why he can't try, that was a problem gossips would definitely be interested in. However, as Happy's opponent, it wasn't necessarily important. They only valued the consequence: what kind of player would Mo Fan grow into?

"When we go back, we should take another look at this player's battles!" Zhang Xinjie decided.

As for the match, it was Mo Fan who claimed the final victory. Just as the match finished, Song Qiying charged out of the booth and rapidly approached Happy's player booth.

"Is this little guy so persistent post-match? That's even worse than Zhang Xinjie!" Fang Rui commented. 

  

"You think Mo Fan will pay him any attention?" Wei Chen asked.

"Uh… that'll depend on if Mo Fan can understand his intentions or not. If he does, then I don't think he'll refuse?" Fang Rui guessed.

Just as he said this, Mo Fan also came out from the Happy player booth. He didn't even look at the other side, walking directly towards the steps that led off the stage.

"Hey!" Seeing this, Song Qiying called out, breaking into a run and eventually catching up with Mo Fan.

Mo Fan looked at him strangely, confused.

Song Qiying didn't have the sturdiest of constitutions. After sprinting for a few steps, he was left panting for breath. 

   

"I… How can you play like that?" Song Qiying said. 

  

Mo Fan frowned, clearly not understanding what Song Qiying was trying to express. Thus, he ignored the other and turned to leave. 

  

Song Qiying didn't block his way, panting as he hurried over to Mo Fan's side. "What on earth was that tempo of yours? Why don't you continue with your offensive? With your skill level, isn't that better?" Song Qiying said. 

   

This time, Mo fan understood him. He didn't stop walking, turning his head to look at Song Qiying, saying, "I can't.'

"Why can't you?" Song Qiying persisted.

Why couldn't he?

This question had Mo Fan deep in contemplation, but he wasn't able to formulate a response to that. In the end, he gave Song Qiying an infuriating answer: "Because I can't."

"What do you mean, because you can't? Hey hey, everything has to happen for a reason, no? Is it because you have to use such a tempo? What is forcing you to maintain it?" Song Qiying continued to pursue the question.

Mo Fan's frown deepened, but he didn't know how to answer. He wanted to get rid of this annoying person as soon as possible, and his footsteps subconsciously quickened.

"How come you're not speaking anymore? Oh, is it a team secret? Uh, we're opponents, so I really shouldn't ask so much, but I think there's a lot of improvements and adjustments that are worth making to your style!" Song Qiying exclaimed.

By then, they had arrived at Happy's player bench. Mo Fan quickly walked to his own seat. Song Qiying had followed him here, but, helpless, he knew that he couldn't go and sit at Happy's bench. Plus, his last words had been heard by everyone in Happy, all of them looking back at him with no idea what to do. They had been joking that Song Qiying was chasing after Mo Fan for the chance to touch his hand, that he was even more strict and formal than Zhang Xinjie! They hadn't expected that he had been clinging to Mo Fan, trying to talk about something like this.

"Kid," Ye Xiu spoke up, "You're right in saying that his style needs improvement. However, you're the same, hm? You have much to improve, too."

"I'll do my best, but he…" Song Qiying didn't seem like he was willing to give up.

"He'll also do his best. I look forward to your next match against one another," Ye Xiu smiled. 

  

"Thank you, senior, for your guidance." Then, Song Qiying actually bowed to Ye Xiu.

"Ah, there's no need for that…" Ye Xiu hurriedly went to stop him, but there was no way he would make it on time. The entire venue exploded at once, whistling, jeering.

"Look… That's why I didn't want you to do that!" Ye Xiu said helplessly. No matter what reason Song Qiying had for bowing to Ye Xiu, the Tyranny fans would immediately be pissed off!

"It was deserved." Song Qiying refused to be swayed. The reactions of the audience didn't make him regret his actions at all. Once he had said that, he returned to Tyranny's player bench. It was, instead, the veterans of Tyranny who were nervous.

"What happened? What did Ye Xiu say to you?" Zhang Xinjie asked.

"Don't take anything that guy says to heart; it's all trash talk, got it?" Zhang Jiale said in absolute seriousness.

"He only said that I had much to improve on," Song Qiying explained.

"Huh? How come it sounds so… nice?" Zhang Jiale was confused and glanced over at Happy. He saw Ye Xiu looking over, too, and smile, waving, when he saw Zhang Jiale look around.

Zhang Jiale decisively turned his head away, face dark as he said, "Try to not interact with him, alright? Look at how sly and evil his smile is."

Song Qiying looked back, puzzled. How come he couldn't see anything that resembled slyness or evil?

"Alright, go and rest. Don't worry too much about the result of the loss, " Zhang Xinjie said to Song Qiying.

Song Qiying nodded, returning to his seat, yet his mind was still on the loss just now. How come he absolutely had to use such a tempo? That was the question that had caught his curiosity.

By then, the third player on both sides had gone up already. For Happy, it was as always, Su Mucheng and her Dancing Rain, while Tyranny sent Zhang Jiale and his Dazzling Hundred Blossoms.

"It's time for us to get a point!" The two Gunners attacked as Zhang Jiale made his proclamation. In the end, Zhang Jiale achieved his goal of gaining a point, defeating Su Mucheng and gaining a point in the individual competition for Tyranny.

Afterwards, Happy sent out Fang Rui, Steamed Bun and Tang Rou for the group arena. As for Tyranny, it was Qin Muyun, Bai Yanfei and Han Wenqing. The two sides exchanged blows, fighting all the way until the fifth round where Tyranny, eventually, claimed victory.

"The instability of this Bao Rongxing is truly quite the headache! When he's in his element, he can accomplish miracles, but when he's not, it's like he's sleepwalking." The determinant of the group arena was clear as day: Steamed Bun. His performance wasn't so good this time, and he was defeated easily by Bai Yanfei. Tang Rou was unable to turn the tides against one and some players and Tyranny gained another two points.

The one on one portion of the match came to a close, and Tyranny was, for now, in the lead 3 to 2. The team competition was decide today's victor.

"You can take careful note of Zhang Xinjie's playstyle in the team competition. If I recall correctly, he's your idol, right?" Ye Xiu told An Wenyi while they prepared for the next match.

This young person, standing in the line of fire, was still holding Happy's health up match by match. In the previous round, Happy had beaten their opponents 10 to 0, but the team competition had been focused on a vicious, relentless offensive. As a healer, he was more on the defensive end, so An Wenyi had limited space to perform last round. But now, the time for battle had come once more. Tyranny… An Wenyi was once a fan of this team. But after joining Happy, he had slowly begun to see Happy as home, while his feeling for Tyranny cooled. In the first half of the season, when they fought Tyranny, An Wenyi had felt a little weird, but this time he was very calm.

Zhang Xinjie? An Wenyi glanced over at Tyranny's player bench. Zhang Xinjie sat there, posture straight, as he rested his mind with closed eyes.

"I've seen plenty of his matches," An Wenyi replied. There was no way he wouldn't have thought of looking to a God for ways to improve. An Wenyi was well acquainted with watching Zhang Xinjie's matches to learn from him.

"Watching recordings and learning through actual battle are very different. Remember to pay attention!" Ye Xiu said.

"I will." An Wenyi would've loved nothing more than to become the ultimate healer overnight, and he wouldn't miss any chance to improve. Being able to personally experience the skill of the number one Cleric Zhang Xinjie was a rare chance, something that only happened twice per season.

Soon enough, it was time to start the match.

For Happy, it was Ye Xiu, Su Mucheng, Fang Rui, Qiao Yifan and An Wenyi with Tang Rou as the sixth player, the same line up they had used against Samsara.

As for Tyranny, it was Han Wenqing, Lin Jingyan, Bai Yanfei, Qin Muyun and Zhang Xinjie, with Song Qiying as the sixth player.

"Tyranny is still persisting in their rotation. Zhang Jiale only participated in the individual match and isn't in the team competition lineup," Pan Lin noted after seeing Tyranny's lineup. In this season for Tyranny, even Han Wenqing was no longer a set feature of the core team. The three veterans, he, Lin Jingyan and Zhang Jiale, hadn't appeared in the team competition together for a long time. 

  

Other teams rotated in order to counter their opponent. However, Tyranny's rotation seemed to just be for rotation itself. They had persisted like this for half a season. At first, their performance was subpar, and people had been uncertain about them. However, their performance slowly stabilized, and the doubtful voices petered out. Even so, Tyranny's performance this season was nothing compared to last season. As for this rotation, it was less like strategy and more like reducing strain on their older players so that they could keep up. After realizing this, all that was left were sighs and mourning. 

  

The team competition ended in Tyranny's victory.

Though Zhang Jiale hadn't been fielded, their team was experienced and cunning enough. The flaws of Happy's An Wenyi were magnified whenever they met a strong team, especially since they were against Tyranny and their number one Cleric. In the data for the two Cleric's performances, An Wenyi had lost humiliatingly.

"Ay…" An Wenyi sighed. He was rather numb to defeat now, and going against Zhang Xinjie directly this match, the other's performance had An Wenyi's self-doubt multiplying.

When the two teams shook hands post-match, An Wenyi's head was bowed low. Now, every defeat of Happy's had his hand in it. He was probably that "useless teammate"* in the eyes of his opponents. He didn't want to face that sort of judgement.

"You have a very good grasp of timing." It wasn't until he heard someone say this to him when they shook hands that he lifted his head.

"I finally understand why Happy insists on keeping you," Zhang Xinjie, the number one Cleric that he had idolized for so long, was saying to him in person.

 Nomyummi

TN: In Chinese, there's a saying "不怕神一样的对手,就怕猪一样的队友" which translates into "there's no need to fear a god-like opponent, but you should fear a pig-like teammate", meaning that a useless teammate will harm you more than a powerful opponent. That's the "useless teammate" An Wenyi is referring to.

Chapter 1312: Another Target to Research

Translator: Nomyummi  Editor: Nomyummi

An Wenyi was stunned. Just as he wanted to reply, Zhang Xinjie was already leaving to shake hands with the next member of Happy.

It sounded like a casually spoken formality, but if it came from Zhang Xinjie, then it wasn't just a courtesy. This strict Tyranny vice captain would only say something like this if there was enough proof to back it up.

Happy hadn't been stingy in the support and trust they gave him. An Wenyi was incredibly moved by this and had worked hard to repay them. However, there was always that voice of doubt. That voice of doubt grew louder and louder with each defeat.

He was too rational, to the point where the care his team showed him couldn't penetrate the darkness in his heart.

However, Zhang Xinjie, the player he idolized, one known for his meticulousness, had said the words he had most needed to hear at a time he needed them most.

The darkness in his heart cleared as easily as that. This was, perhaps, so-called serendipity.

He could do it! Because if even Zhang Xinjie thought so, then there was no way it could be otherwise! 

  

An Wenyi's mind was filled with these voices. He raised his head, facing each member of Tyranny with a smile, shaking their hands. 

  

Happy had been defeated by Tyranny 2 to 8. This live broadcasted match didn't have many spectacular scenes to savor. The broadcasters regretted their decisions because the other Blue Rain versus Samsara match was unusually fierce, eventually ending in Blue Rain's victory of 7 to 3. After Samsara had lost to Hundred Blossoms, they had another loss added to their score. Additionally, the lead they had on the second ranked team had been reduced to under twenty points. Samsara's image of invincibility had finally loosened after their second loss. 

  

However, though this match was spectacular, the most unexpected match was the Thunderclap's home game against 301 Degrees. The score ended in 1 to 9, Thunderclap being crushed. More importantly, their team, one that rivaled Samsara in strength, had been defeated once again.

The reason?

Yang Cong of 301 Degrees had used Life-Risking Strike again to take out Xiao Shiqin's Life Extinguisher.

From Happy to Tyranny and now Thunderclap, this was the third time Yang Cong had struck with Life-Risking Strike, taking out a vital member of the opposing team and giving his team the victory.

Yang Cong, who originally didn't play such a style, had used it so crazily after switching styles. In five rounds, he had used Life-Risking Strike three times, and even more terrifyingly, he had succeeded all three times. This use rate and success rate was suffocatingly impressive.

Something else that should be taken note of was that apart from Round 19, where the assassination of Little Cold Hands had been all up to Yang Cong, in Round 20 against Zhang Xinjie's Immovable Rock and this round against Xiao Shiqin's Life Extinguisher, Bai Shu had been critical in both situations. 

  

What style did this guy have, and how was he so good at cooperating with 301 Degrees' players? No one in the Alliance had the answer, and each team had all looked towards England's Super League for reconnaissance on Bai Shu's ability. Everyone had sensed that 301 Degrees was on the rise. Don't just look at how they were only ninth on the current rankings, but 301 Degrees had recently all been pitted against strong teams, yet were still rising through the ranks. On the other hand, teams like Wind Howl were against mid-lower tier teams, and only then did they seem unstoppable. If they were to meet a strong team and fall, then they might be tossed out of the top eight with a pursuer like 301 Degrees behind them. 

  

301 Degrees...

Suddenly, they had become an unknown enemy. All the teams were researching them, including Happy. However, at Happy's current strength, it was difficult to obtain information from England's Super League. There was pitifully little videos they could find from searching the web. In the end, after looking all over, using VPN and cracking their devices, they had finally managed to connect to a video hosting service over in England and found info on the team Bai Shu was once a part of: the England Super League team, Sprout. 

   

Then, watching this team's videos, they were rather shocked.

In that team, Bai Shu used a Knight called Bough. Apart from this Knight, there were two Assassins in this team. In the team competition, these two Assassins appeared together, and not in rotation. However, these team competitions were different from the Glory Pro Alliance. In the England Super League, team competitions were a 6v6.

The style Sprout employed was the one 301 Degrees was currently using: Assassin's Life-Risking Strike. Bai Shu's Bough had an important role in this team, covering for the two Assassins and ensuring that their Life-Risking Strike would hit. After watching the battle recordings, it was clear that Bai Shu wasn't only an expert at covering and supporting, but also doing all sorts of CC on the target when the Assassins were preparing to use Life-Risking Strike. In addition, he'd even help deal the finishing blow to a weakened opponent when the Life-Risking Strike wasn't enough.

His awareness, methods, habits, none of it was something that could be summarized easily and quickly. They had to spend a lot of time to research. The big teams all felt depressed! Wasn't there enough to research from scratch this season?

Ye Xiu's unspecialized Lord Grim, Fang Rui's dirty Qi Master, and now 301 Degrees was joining in, too, bringing in an expert that no one understood.

There was nothing that could be done. No matter how troublesome, they still had to do it. However, Team Happy's luck could be considered the best. The next time they'd meet 301 Degrees would be Round 38, the last match of the season. They had plenty of time to research Bai Shu and 301 Degrees, after Bai Shu's recruitment and Yang Cong's switch in playstyle. 

  

For Happy, what was more of a headache, was the problem of their healer. After losing to Tyranny in the twenty-third round, the hate against An Wenyi continued. Even Chang Xian, who always supported Happy, was expressing concern. 

  

"He has talent. We believe in him." These words were no longer enough. The people needed to see proof in their performance.

In Round 24, Happy's away game was against Team Parade.

With Happy's current performance, no one thought that a lower ranked team like Parade would be enough to test An Wenyi's skills. It'll probably be just like when they beat Radiant 10 to 0, covering their healer's weakness with powerful offensive.

But in this team competition, Happy was met with trouble.

"Did you think you could crush us like you did with Radiant? Don't be so arrogant!" Parade's captain, Grappler player Wu Shuai yelled imposingly into the chat.

Around eight minutes after the battle started, Team Parade's formation was still very whole, but Team Happy's One Inch Ash had already been wiped out. Happy was currently at a one player disadvantage and Parade was launching a fierce offense, trying to defeat another of Happy's members before their sixth player arrived. 

  

It was all that guy's fault!

The match wasn't being live broadcasted on TV, so the fans were mostly watching on TV. Previously, in the 1v1s, Happy had lost a point in the individual matches, taking a lead of 4 to 1. However, from the start of the team competition, they hadn't been able to grasp the initiative. Parade was very accurately aiming for Happy's weakness: Little Cold Hands.

Strategy, class, map choice, all of it was precisely planned. In the end, Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash had fallen to Parade, desperately trying to cover for Little Cold Hands. When they saw this scene, Happy's supporters felt a ball of rage burn in their hearts.

If it wasn't for him, the team wouldn't have had to retreat and fall to a disadvantage.

If it wasn't for him, Qiao Yifan would've been better able to set up his Ghost Boundaries!

If it wasn't for him, Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash wouldn't have lost so much health.

It was him, it was all him! 

  

"Even I can do better than him!!" Many fans slammed their keyboard in rage. And now, after killing One Inch Ash, Parade was targeting Fang Rui's Boundless Sea.

"Fuck! They might as well not have a Cleric!" In the online stream, the comment section was filled with such jeers.

This was something none of Happy's members could see. All they knew was that the situation wasn't looking good for them at all. They also knew that if they lost this round, the last barrier protecting An Wenyi from criticism would fall. Though the team could have faith in him as usual, what about himself? After defeat after defeat, each a blow to his self confidence. If this time, they lost to Parade because of his mistakes, then it would probably be a critical strike. Could he still hold on after something like that?

"Hey, great healer An! We're attacking your Boundless Sea, you know? Can you still manage to keep him alive?" The captain of Team Parade continued to trash talk in the chat, unafraid of revealing their intentions. They had planned it this way anyways. 

  

"Don't panic, it's not as bad as he says," Ye Xiu sent into the team chat.

"Understood." Surprisingly, he gained such a reply.

Ye Xiu was stunned.

This was a simple reply, but if An Wenyi could still type, then that means he hadn't panicked at all. He had kept his calm, observing the battlefield and waiting for the time when he would be needed. Meanwhile, he could easy find time to respond to Ye Xiu when he wasn't needed.

"Very good!" Ye Xiu, based on this conjecture, had given a response to An Wenyi's reply. 

  

The audience all thought that it was An Wenyi who had dragged the entire team down. However, in Ye Xiu's eyes, An Wenyi hadn't made any serious mistakes this match. The one who had performed poorly was Qiao Yifan. He was too nervous, too set on covering Little Cold Hands that he had worked himself into a mess, desynchronizing with the pacing of the team.

"Is there any need to heal Boundless Sea?" Ye Xiu mocked back in the public chat as he charged forward.

Chapter 1313: Just in Time

Translator: Nomyummi  Editor: Nomyummi

"He's coming!" Wu Shuai yelled into the Parade chat. Their focused offense on Boundless Sea was just because they wanted to lure Lord Grim over.

Wiping out Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash? This result wasn't something that satisfied them. Though they acted confident, in reality, Happy - even lacking one player - still threatened them greatly. However, if they could send Lord Grim out of the running, then their victory would be certain. 

  

Their encirclement of Boundless Sea was to lure Ye Xiu over into trying to save him: their true target was Lord Grim.

"Prepare!" Wu Shuai ordered. Parade's team members clearly weren't properly trying to beat Boundless Sea, all waiting for a chance to lunge in the other direction!

"There's a plot!" This naturally wouldn't escape the Master of Dirty Play, Fang Rui, and he quickly sent a warning in the Happy chat. 

  

"Worry not!" Ye Xiu replied as Lord Grim continued his advance.

"Switch!" Wu Shuai ordered, and Team Parade surrounded their target.

In an instant, it wasn't Boundless Sea in the encirclement, but Lord Grim. 

  

"Scared yet?" Fang Rui hollered in the chat. This time, it fell to him to save Lord Grim. However, Team Parade hadn't truly formed an encirclement around him, but they did around Lord Grim, and it seemed much stronger.

Would they be alright?

Fang Rui wondered in his heart, observing Team Parade's formation and trying to find a chance to team-up with and break Ye Xiu out. That was when, with a boom, someone was sent flying out of Parade's sturdy encirclement with a Falling Flower Palm from Lord Grim, and the latter broke out easily.

"Haha, a paper mache encirclement?" Fang Rui would never miss out on a chance to mock his opponents.

"What happened?" Wu Shuai yelled angrily into the team chat. He naturally wouldn't send this into the public chat and draw jeers from his opponents.

"How come my skills are on cooldown!?" the one sent flying by Lord Grim yelped. 

  

"No, not cooldown, they've been sealed! Sacred Fire? When?" that person added. 

  

Sacred Fire?

The people watching the live stream all froze. When was Sacred Fire used?

The Parade members on the battlefield had already turned their gazes to Little Cold Hands. Their teammate naturally wouldn't lie to them. Did Little Cold Hands strike just now? 

  

No one knew...

In that moment, they had completely ignored Little Cold hands, as if the Cleric were nothing but air.

"It was probably Lord Grim!" Someone suddenly called out. 

  

"You're right!" The entire team suddenly seemed to realize something. Lord Grim's Myriad Manifestations Umbrella could have all sorts of skills set into its different forms. He must have set a Sacred Fire into the weapon's Priest class form. That guy was a sly bastard like that, always switching the skills he had on his weapon so that he could mess with everyone.

"Good job!" Ye Xiu sent that praise into the team chat, because this Sacred Fire really did come from Little Cold Hands. It was just that he had timed the activation so well that just as Ye Xiu struck out, when his opponent was about to defend, a Sacred Fire began to burn under Ye Xiu's surprised gaze, sealing that member of Parade's skills. The skill he was about to use to block Lord Grim never came, allowing him to break through with a simple Falling Flower Palm.

"Again!" Team Parade, believing that they had already found the crux of the problem, turned and pursued Lord Grim. 

  

Sky-Piercing Strike! 

  

However, Fang Rui's Boundless Sea had already arrived to help, pushing his palms out and shooting forth a blast of qi. Parade's membered rushed to dodge it, their formation completely destroyed by now. Then, a missile descended, mushroom cloud rising. The Parade characters in each area getting blasted off their feet. Their offensive had been shattered.

With their offensive gone, Happy was free to launch their own. They might be one head short for now, but they wouldn't let this opportunity pass them by.

Shining Cut, Slide Kick, Knee Strike!

Lord Grim activated three skills in rapid succession, arriving in front of a character in the blink of an eye and sending them flying. 

  

Pulse Break: Break Strength! Break Intelligence!

Fang Rui's Boundless Sea shot by, jabbing the character twice. The target's stats immediately plummeted. At the same time, a ring of light descended and Little Cold Hands' Holy Commandment blanketed them just in time. 

  

With all these damage increasing statuses, if they didn't attack now, then when should they?

Ye Xiu, Fang Rui, and Su Mucheng all used their own methods to deal as much damage as they could to this poor character. Their target had no way to stop their remaining health from decreasing, and it dropped like a rock.

Having been knocked completely out of it, the members of Parade hurriedly adjusted themselves to counterattack and save their teammate. However, the three members of Happy didn't seem to be able to take their eyes off their target, ignoring all the attacks that came their way and continuing their crazed barrage of attacks.

Were they planning on wiping him out first?

They would choose to do that with a numbers disadvantage? That was a huge challenge for their own healer! However, wasn't Happy's healer the worst in the Alliance? Could he really hold this situation steady? 

   

Parade had planned on simply ignoring An Wenyi's Little Cold Hands, but with the current situation, they couldn't just let the guy heal as much as he wanted - even if his healing was crap! 

  

"Interrupt!" Wu Shuai yelled.

"Interrupt what?" The team members were confused. 

"Their healer!" Wu Shuai was vexed. They needed him to explain such a simple arrangement?

"Where… is the healer?" The members of Parade continued to voice their confusion. 

  

"Huh?" Wu Shuai turned his view in a full circle, but he really couldn't find Little Cold Hands.

"Where'd he hide?" Just now, everyone had been so focused on dodging the blasts. Plus, they hadn't thought much of Little Cold Hands either, to the extent that no one had noticed where the guy had hid.

"Fuck!" Wu Shuai yelled in rage. If he sent someone to search, then that would just be wasting time. It would be better if they didn't bother for now.

"Save him first!" Wu Shuai ordered. They continued to launch their attacks at the three attackers, but those three really were stubborn, persisting with their offense.

Their attacks struck that poor character while Team Parade's attacks struck them.

"Focus on Lord Grim!" Wu Shuai hollered. If they successfully made such a trade, then it was really worth it! Don't run, please don't run!

Lord Grim really didn't run. He simply made sure that Parade's attacks wouldn't disrupt his own. Damage? He just took it. Parade instantly became more enthusiastic. They had finally taken out a significant chunk of Lord Grim's health, when a light suddenly washed over him and erupted, turning all of their screen white.

This was a Great Heal, a Great Heal that crit. Instantly, Lord Grim's health skyrocketed. Though it didn't completely negate all of Parade's efforts, what it healed made Parade feel powerless.

"Where's that damn Cleric!?" Wu Shuai roared. Their underestimation of Little Cold Hands was destroying them.

"Did no one notice? Open your eyes wider!" Wu Shuai demanded.

Thus, when Little Cold Hands' heal came over once more, someone finally noticed where the holy light of the cross was coming from.

"Nine o'clock!" The member of Parade that had found Little Cold Hands yelled. 

"Go and grab him!" Wu Shuai said, finally sending someone to deal with Little Cold Hands.

Seeing that he had been exposed, An Wenyi had Little Cold Hands run without hesitation.

However, the current garb that Little Cold Hands had on wasn't the movement speed equipment he had during the Challengers League. After focusing all his stats on healing, Little Cold Hands' movement speed began to display the weakness that was typical to healers. Run, where could he run to? 

  

An Wenyi had barely ran anywhere, when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps. His pursuer was using skills to catch up to him, and it didn't take long before the other had caught up.

"I've caught him!" The Parade member excitedly reported. Yet that was when Little Cold Hands suddenly came to a halt and turned around, as if having given up.

What the hell was this? The Parade member felt a moment of suspicion rise in his heart when, boom! His character was sent flying. 

  

Dragon Breaks the Ranks!

Happy's sixth player, Soft Mist, had arrived.

"Just in time." An Wenyi even had the time to type!

"Nice train driving," Tang Rou complimented back. A train was a gaming term that referred to luring a large group of mobs into a specified position for attack. The more precise the positioning, the better the train.

"Let's go!!" Tang Rou, having finally arrived at the scene of battle, was in high spirits. She ignored the person she had knocked flying and charged towards the battlefield over yonder. 

  

Shattering the Lands!

Soft Mist announced her arrival with a high-level skill, jumping high into the air. Her spear Dancing Fire Flowing Flame making a red trail through the air as it fell with its wielder, a blazing Soft Mist.

Boom! 

  

Shattering the Lands, shaking the very foundations of the earth, Soft Mist's appearance was too sudden, her attacks swiftly finding a new target. She knocked someone into the air and then, in the blink of an eye, had landed with a Shattering the Lands over here. Parade's members fumbled to respond, dodging out of sync. This strike had once again destroyed their formation. 

  

"Wipe out this one first!" Ye Xiu called out. Tang Rou didn't bother with a typed response, using her actions to show that she understood. Dancing Fire Flowing Flame swinging at its target's weak points.

"Interrupt the healer!" Ye Xiu gave another order. Currently, they had completely taken the upper hand. If they didn't wipe this guy out of the game, then they'd have wasted this chance.

Then, Ye Xiu and Su Mucheng repeatedly switched targets in synchronization, using ranged attacks to interrupt the healer's support. Tang Rou and Fang Rui focused completely on DPS and An Wenyi's Little Cold Hands had run over too, regrouping with the others. 

  

Finally… their target fell, and Happy dismantled Parade's lead.

"The healer!" Ye Xiu made a swift decision. Currently, it was Happy that had the advantage in numbers on the field.

The entire team lunged for their opponent's healer at once.

Wipe him out! 

  

Happy's members surrounded Parade's healer, tossing attacks over in rapid succession. At the same time, they paid careful attention to Team Parade's attempts at support. Parade struck left and right but couldn't rescue their healer. With the healer under siege, they couldn't recover health, and the characters that came to try and provide support took heavy damage. 

   

At first, everyone thought that Happy was trying to wipe out the other's healer, but looking closer, they realized that they had actually kidnapped their healer and were slowly chipping away at the health of the rest of their members.

"Attack their healer!" Realizing that they couldn't continue like this, Wu Shuai hurriedly gave new orders. Parade's members immediately charged at Little Cold Hands.

"Heh, didn't you say our healer was useless? Is this trade worth it?" Ye Xiu mocked.

Chapter 1314: Team MVP

Translator: Nomyummi  Editor: Nomyummi

Ye Xiu's mockery caused Parade's Captain Wu Shuai feel his heart skip a beat.

This exchange really was imbalanced. Happy's healer was such trash! But aside from this, what else could they do right now?

You couldn't afford to hesitate in a match! Wu Shuai was very decisive when he needed to be, so even though his heart jolted, he didn't waver. He continued to lead his team members to charge towards Little Cold Hands.

An Wenyi didn't waste any time. As soon as he saw people rushing toward him, he cast a Great Cure on his own Little Cold Hands, pulling his health very high. Then, Parade began their attack. But when Wu Shuai looked over at Happy's progress on the other side, he wanted to cry.

This wasn't a problem of whether this trade was balanced! This trade might not even be completed in the first place! Happy was progressing much faster in killing off their target.

"Bring him away!" Wu Shuai hurried to direct. As they attacked, they tried to pull Little Cold Hands away, to buy themselves more time to kill him off.

"Not fast enough." An Wenyi, the one who couldn't control a situation even when putting his all into a battle, actually found the time to type words right now, even when he was being surrounded and attacked from all sides.

Indeed… they weren't fast enough.

Wu Shuai didn't lack judgment, he just wanted to put his all into striving for this goal. But when An Wenyi said this, he understood that Happy had calculated everything. Anything that he did was futile.

It ends here.

Wu Shuai understood very clearly that this match was going to be decided right here.

Wu Shuai sighed and watched as their team's healer finally fell. And Little Cold Hands? Even after being surrounded, the character still had a third of her health left!

What if we copied them?

Wu Shuai suddenly had another thought, to try and learn from the way Happy had surrounded Parade's healer. But before he could give any orders, a Satellite Beam was already falling from the sky, a spinning pillar of light that expanded. Parade's members instinctively began to dodge, and their encirclement was broken just like that.

There was no way. They had no healer anymore.

Wu Shuai discovered what the difference was between their current situation and that of Happy earlier. At that time, Happy had their healer helping out, while Parade's healer had been cut off in the encirclement. That was why they could play to wear them out. But now, even if they locked Little Cold Hands in an encirclement, they didn't have a healer to support them anymore, and stubbornly trying to maintain this encirclement would only use up even more of their health.

There was really no way.

Wu Shuai once again felt that they were at the end, and this time he finally didn't experience any new breakthroughs. By the time Parade's sixth player arrived, they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, and they still didn't have a healer. They couldn't turn the situation around. Wu Shuai actually began to feel a sense of longing for that Little Cold Hands, the one deemed by the entirety of Glory to be worst pro Cleric.

Right now, even if they only had a Cleric like that, would they lose? Absolutely not!

They were unwilling, but they could only fall. In the end, Parade couldn't defeat Happy in the team competition and lost in a bitter 1-9.

In the post-match press conference, the reporters asked Wu Shuai for his feelings about this match. He said the standard polite words, but as he talked and talked, he gradually began to think seriously.

Where was the match point of this team battle?

The beginning had gone so smoothly, they'd easily killed off one of the opponents. With that kind of lead, how come they fell over like a toppled mountain by the end?

Wu Shuai pulled himself back to the match, in that moment when they had killed off Happy's Phantom Demon One Inch Ash, pretended to surround Boundless Sea, lured in Lord Grim, surrounded him. But then Lord Grim, with a thrust of his palm, casually escaped from the encirclement that they had prepared so carefully. And the reason was that the character supposed to intercept him was unexpectedly hit by a Heavenly Fire and became unable to use any skills.

It had happened so quickly during the match, there wasn't any time to analyze it. Parade just thought that it was a skill that Lord Grim had put on the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella, but was that really the case?

Wu Shuai recalled that moment in detail. Lord Grim was surrounded, and then he immediately tried to rush outwards. Sacred Fire was a skill that required reciting lines. Where did he have the time to stop and cast?

It was Little Cold Hands.

It was An Wenyi.

Yes, that was correct, that was exactly how it happened…

And then Happy counterattacked, scattering their formation, and the match situation was instantly flipped around.

The match point was when Lord Grim instantly broke through their encirclement. And that had been the result of that Cleric, who'd been looked down upon by them - no, looked down upon by the entire Glory circle! If it weren't for his move then, no matter how high Ye Xiu's skill was, he couldn't have immediately pushed open a road with one palm. Parade's brothers weren't noobs, after all!

That guy was really lucky.

When Wu Shuai thought this problem through, this was his final conclusion. Ultimately, he still didn't believe that An Wenyi had such ability. He still felt that that player was just a blind cat that'd run into a dead mouse. But since he'd already thought to this point, he couldn't help but think more about Little Cold Hands' performance this match. And after doing so, he discovered that that player had appeared again and again at the crucial points of the match.

We… lost to that Cleric?

"Impossible!" Wu Shuai suddenly said aloud.

"What's impossible? What did you say was impossible just now?" The reporters had been listening to another player from Parade answer a question, but when they suddenly heard this word from Wu Shuai's mouth, they immediately turned their attention toward him.

"Happy's Cleric isn't so simple," Wu Shuai said.

"Hehehe," the reporters all snickered. What was he saying? He couldn't beat Happy, so he didn't even agree what Happy's weak point was anymore? How petty! With your strength, it was no big surprise that you weren't able to beat Happy, do you really need to make excuses like this?

Wu Shuai's words didn't incite any excitement from the reporters. They continued their interviews, until Parade's conference was over and Happy's began. And then, the first sentence they heard from Ye Xiu's lips was praise for An Wenyi.

"Today's victory was all thanks to An Wenyi's outstanding performance."

An Wenyi?

Outstanding performance?

Putting these two phrases together, how come it felt so conflicting? Could they really be written together? The reporters felt a bit dizzy.

"What? Did no one notice?" Ye Xiu asked, extremely surprised, as he watched all the reporters exchange glances. He added, "Did you watch the match?"

"Of course," the reporters all answered.

"Did the stats for this match come out yet?" Ye Xiu suddenly asked the Alliance worker at the side.

"They're out," that person answered.

"Who was the team competition MVP?" Ye Xiu asked.

"An Wenyi." The Alliance employee gave the answer from the stats.

"Huh?" The gathered reporters were shocked.

Ye Xiu grinned. "I'm glad that the Alliance was watching the match seriously."

The reporters were greatly embarrassed. An Wenyi was the MVP of this match? The reporters forgot the interview and all began discussing with each other, but everyone only had a fuzzy impression of An Wenyi's performance in the match. Before they watched the match, they were already in a certain mindset. Matches should be enjoyed, but they didn't have that mindset toward An Wenyi, so much so that even though they were Glory specialists, they hadn't even realized the MVP of this team competition.

Without being able to figure out the why, this press conference couldn't continue. The reporters could only bring out a few scripted questions, like asking An Wenyi about his view of his performance today.

"I did the right things at the right times," An Wenyi said.

"Oh? Could you give us some detail?" the reporters asked.

"You… you should just rewatch the match!" An Wenyi was a bit speechless. They wanted him to use words to describe his performance? It wasn't that he was disdainful, he was… rather embarrassed, because those were all his highlights. He couldn't just open his mouth and say "at that most critical moment, good thing I used my Sacred Fire" or whatnot. He was An Wenyi, not Wei Chen.

The press conference ended inconclusively like this. By the end, the reporters still had questions in their hearts. They didn't understand how An Wenyi became the hero of this match. After the conference finished, they all immediately revisited the match, and now that they were in the mindset of looking for highlights, these specialists quickly realized what they had missed during this match. This was too unprofessional.

"An Wenyi found his footing?" the reporters wondered.

An Wenyi, whom the entire Glory circle viewed as dragging down his team, suddenly became the team MVP. Wasn't this change just too dramatic?

The reporters of the various media were all already imagining the articles to write about An Wenyi. The match between Happy and Parade originally wasn't anything interesting to report on. But now that An Wenyi had become the MVP of this match, this topic was really quite incredible.

As for those looking for thrilling headlines in this round, Samsara's home game against Tiny Herb and Tyranny's home game against Blue Rain were both top-level confrontations.

In the end, both matches ended with the home team's victory, both 7-3. Tiny Herb's win streak in the group arena was finally broken in this round. Of all the consecutive win records in this season, only Ye Xiu's individual win streak had yet to be sniped.

In this round, Wind Howl, who'd been swaggering with their recent win streak against weak teams, finally ate a loss. And this time, their opponent absolutely couldn't be called a strong team.

Miracle!

One of the new teams this season played their home game against Wind Howl and ultimately defeated them 7-3. In the confrontation between previous Excellent Era players, it was actually the seemingly lower, lagging members of Miracle that obtained victory.

Wind Howl was the team that defeated many weak teams to appear strong. But after this loss, their standing on the rankings immediately changed. Right now, they were seventh place with 148 points, followed by Hundred Blossoms only one point behind them. After that, ninth place was the recently-strong 301. After defeating Royal Style 8-2 in their home game this round, there were now only 7 points between them and the playoff zone.

But this time, 301 didn't use the fierce Life-Risking Strike again.

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