Chapter 1550 - Last Hope
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Translator: Nomyummi Editor: Nomyummi
Amidst a rain of bullets, Mo Fan repeatedly ran and dodged a total of twelve times. Two times he was interrupted. Seven times nothing came of it. However, he succeeded three times, and the battle ended in Mo Fanâs victory.
The audience didnât know how to feel regardless if they supported Tyranny or Happy.
Mo Fanâs performance couldnât be described as good or bad. His stubbornness seemed ridiculous, yet in the end, he was able to drag down Qin Muyun through patience and perseverance.
You might not like this sort of person, but you had no choice but to recognize his achievements.
Qin Muyun came down from the stage.
His opponent had used the exact same strategy twelve times to win. It sounded like a joke, but no one would think Qin Muyun played badly.
Qin Muyun played as steady as ever. As a player who had come from Tyrannyâs training camp and been trained meticulously, there was no way he would just let Mo Fan repeatedly use the same strategy over and over again. After realizing Mo Fanâs intentions, he had kept trying to thwart Mo Fanâs plans or directly kill him.
However many times Mo Fan repeated the strategy was however many times he had tried to thwart it.
He lost. That was the outcome, but no one could criticize him for it because no one knew how he was supposed to have won. Qin Muyun had done everything they could think of.
It was an outcome that couldnât be explained through common sense. Everyone was silent as they watched Qin Muyun return to Tyrannyâs seats.
Tyranny only had one player left. As for Happy? Apart from Mo Fan, they still had two players remaining. Their lead was enormous.
After recognizing the situation, Happyâs fans finally recovered and began rooting for their team.
As for Tyrannyâs fans? They knew that the situation was extremely unfavorable for them, but they couldnât give up hope. They had to hope for a miracle. Even if they couldnât, they had to let Happy know that their conviction wouldnât be shaken even in this sort of situation.
Who would be Tyrannyâs last player?
The crowd watched attentively as a slim youth stood up from Tyrannyâs seats.
Song Qiying.
Tyrannyâs rookie this season. The person who would inherit Tyrannyâs future. At this moment, he had become Tyrannyâs last hope.
Even though a loss in the group arena didnât mean the match was over, it was an incredibly important moment. Song Qiyingâs performance would set the momentum in the following team competition.
Just thinking about it made many people feel extremely nervous. Song Qiying stepped forward and set his sights on the stage.
âI definitely wonât let your efforts go to waste,â he said firmly.
Just because they were behind didnât mean that the efforts from the others on Tyranny were for nothing. Song Qiying wasnât only referring to their efforts in the group arena, but their efforts over this entire season and these ten years.
Team Tyrannyâs fifth player was Song Qiying. Class â Striker. Character â River Sunset.
The electronic screen displayed the results of the previous match before putting up the information on Tyrannyâs next player. Even though everyone already knew who it was, all of Tyrannyâs fans stared at the name on the screen.
At this moment, Son Qiying had become the symbol of Tyranny. Everyone was certain that this youth would hold up Tyranny for another ten years.
Steady. Never retreating.
The seventh round in the group arena.
Happyâs Mo Fan versus Tyrannyâs final player, Song Qiying.
The battle began.
Song Qiying chose the middle road, and River Sunset cut across directly to the center.
Mo Fan took a roundabout route just like in the previous two fights.
At this point, was he still planning on being so stubborn?
The camera stopped on Deception. The traces of the previous battle could still be seen on him. Qin Muyun had put up a fierce fight even if he had ended up losing. He had dealt a considerable amount of damage to Mo Fan.
4%.
At this moment, Deception only had 4% of his health left. The outcome of this match was a foregone conclusion. But they felt like that if it was Mo Fan, he would certainly do something unexpected even if his character was nearly dead.
The course of events went the same way as the previous two battles.
Even though Song Qiyingâs River Sunset wasnât a long-ranged class, his vision was the same as thereâs. When it was about time, he noticed Deception. Then, he didnât hesitate to turn around and rush over in that direction.
It was the same as before!
Everyone thought to themselves. Mo Fan had played on this map against two opponents. He was certainly much more familiar with the map than Song Qiying. Would he take advantage of the terrain in some way? With only 4% of his health, would he actually be able to take out Song Qiying?
The audience was thinking of Mo Fan as some sort of monster, even daring to think that he could beat Song Qiying with only 4% of his health left. Let alone Deceptionâs health, Deception barely even had any mana left. In the last fight, he had went back and forth with Qin Muyun twelve times. How could he not have expended an extraordinary amount of mana? Deception didnât have enough mana to kill a full-health character.
But then again, it wasnât without logic. There was lava, no?
Itâs starting!
The two characters approaching each other. This time, the one with the attack range advantage was Deception. As a result, he was the first to attack. After throwing a Shuriken, Deception wasnât in a hurry to continue forward. Against long-ranged classes, closing in on the opponent was fatal. Against Strikers, it was the opposite. If it wasnât from a sneak attack, then directly confronting a Striker was the same as sending yourself to death.
Deception wasnât in a hurry to approach. River Sunset didnât slow down though. He tilted his body to the side to dodge the Shuriken and sprinted forward. In the blink of an eye, his fists swung towards Deception.
Deception swiftly retreated. Mo Fan clearly didnât want a direct fight with Song Qiying. However, Song Qiyingâs advance didnât stop. River Sunset stepped forward in pursuit, while Deception continued to retreat. Not long afterwards, he was forced to the edge of the lava.
Double Tiger Palm!
River Sunsetâs two arms shot out, blocking Deceptionâs path to the left and right. Behind was lava, but if he didnât dodge, he would be pushed into the lava.
In the end, Mo Fan made one last struggle. Deception made feints left and right, then suddenly turned right.
Unfortunately Song Qiying wasnât tricked. His Double Tiger Palm didnât leave any openings.
Pa!
A hit. Deception poofed into smoke.
Oh oh oh!
All sorts of cries came out.
The feint to the left had been a feint. The feint to the right was a feint as well, but its true purpose was to hide his hand movements.
Shadow Clone Technique!
After his real body appeared behind River Sunset, with just a push, he could send River Sunset into the lava.
Deception kicked out, Annihilation!
As for River Sunset? Using the momentum from Double Tiger Palm, his body jumped up, Whirlwind Kick!
Bang bang!
Two sounds.
Annihilation was extremely fast. It arrived at River Sunset first, but River Sunset was already moving backwards. In the end, the Whirlwind Kick had struck Deception as well.
Tong!
River Sunset fell into the lava, but Deception had lost his last remaining health from the Whirlwind Kick.
Even though River Sunset had fallen into the lava, he had already won. His health was locked into place, and the lava would not hurt him any further.
Sigh!
At this moment, quite a few people felt for Mo Fan. If he had been able to dodge it, then his performance today would have been even more perfect.
The seventh round of the group arena ended with sighs. Most of these sighs didnât come from the people in the crowd though, since most of those people were Tyranny fans.
âBeautiful!â They were cheering for their young general, Song Qiying. When Deception had used Shadow Clone Technique, they had been very worried. But at the critical juncture, Song Qiyingâs River Sunset executed a beautiful and precise Whirlwind Kick.
How courageous! Truly deserving of Tyrannyâs future.
âKeep winning!â They shouted.
Happyâs fourth player stood up.
Fang Rui, the dirty Fang Rui. For rookies, he was the most difficult player to deal with. Rookies with weak willpower would sometimes even lose their confidence facing this sort of opponent.
Although Song Qiying wouldnât go so far as to be afraid, it truly was unlucky for him to encounter Fang Rui here.
No, it couldnât be said to be luck. Fang Rui had been chosen by Happy to come up. Perhaps it was to target a rookie like Song Qiying.
Fang Ruiâs footsteps were gentle and light as if he were under no pressure. He winked at Mo Fan and said a few words as they passed by. Unfortunately, Mo Fan simply walked by him expressionlessly. This was exactly what the phrase giving the cold-shoulder described*.
Fang Rui didnât seem to mind. As he walked onto the stage, he even said a few words to the referee. Soon, the match began.
âFriend, is there anything meaningful that you want to chat about today?â
And the trash talk began as well.
Tyrannyâs fans looked at Fang Rui disdainfully. Although from his words, it sounded like there was some background to it.
Those with good memory immediately thought of the fourth round of this season when Tyranny faced Happy in their away game. That round, Song Qiying had also met with Fang Rui. While Fang Rui was chattering non-stop, Song Qiying responded with a âI wonât respond to anything thatâs meaninglessâ and then ignored Fang Rui.
To think Fang Rui would actually remember those words. It seemed like his trash talk even needed some history to spice it up.
The master of playing dirty was truly diligent.
As for Song Qiyingâs reply today?
âIâm going to win!â It was just three words.