Chapter 532: Championship Moment

【“Xiao Wen, there are many times when you don’t need to press all the scenes to the opponent without reservation. Leaving a move behind may become the key to victory at certain times.”

“Hmm? Is this the Cold Shadow Technique that you often talked about before, Brother Muqiu? Attack the enemy three points and keep seven points for yourself?”

“Hahaha, Xiao Wen, you are a super fast learner!”】

Since that casual chat, Li Wen has always kept this sentence in mind. When he left the previous world, it was because of the move behind that no one could have thought of that narrowly delayed the Kongbai brothers and sisters for three seconds, which allowed Su Muqiu to win with all his efforts.

Li Wen did not tell Su Muqiu why he left a farmer behind at that time. He even forgot what he had said to Li Wen like a boast, but Li Wen kept it in mind all the time.

And now…

The Phantom Invisible Sword has a very short time before releasing the first sword. After the first sword, the dominance will not be interrupted after the release is complete.

And this is also the last chance to interrupt the Phantom Invisible Sword!

Li Wen listened to his heartbeat and calculated the time. He did not consider Wu Lang's actions after that, because he believed that his teammates behind him would solve this problem for him.

Then, it's now!

"Now we can congratulate the Samsara team in advance, right? Wu Lang and Wu Shuang Gou Yue's instant burst, a single shot through the clouds to kill Da Meng Xian Jue, and the subsequent Chun Zui Zhi Yuan could not cause any big impact." Pan Lin felt a little regretful, but now the situation on the field seemed to have been completely determined. In his opinion, it was almost impossible to turn the tide.

Li Yibo nodded silently: "Is that so... Wait, what?!"

Li Yibo stood up all of a sudden and looked at the situation on the field in disbelief: "Just now Wu Lang and Wu Shuang Gou Yue have cleared the mechanical creations! This is..."

On the field, Zhi Bai Shou Hei, who was trapped in the darkness, took out a remote control from his pocket, and then... pressed it!

[Mechanical Detonation]!

At the moment when Wu Shuang Gou Yue was about to draw his sword, the space behind him twisted, and a mechanical creation shaped like a fox appeared, and then...

Detonated!

Interrupt!

Not good!

Jiang Botao's pupils shrank, but the current situation did not allow him to hesitate at all. After the wind wave sword, he immediately added a frost wave sword!

But...

[Skill cannot be used]!

Holy Fire!

Damn it!

Fifteen seconds have passed!

At the moment when Zhou Zekai showed the Barrett sniper and was ready to take away Da Meng Xianjue, a smile rose on Zhang Jiale's mouth.

The last [Random Thunder]!

High throw!

[Da Meng Xianjue is out]!

[Wulang is out]!

[Wushuang Gouyue is out]!

Zhou Zekai frowned, without any hesitation, turned around, raised his gun, and instantly aimed at Zhibai Shouhei behind him.

However, the drone group blocked him.

Mechanical shield flow!

Then, mechanical creation, one man army, mechanical tactics flow!

Although they are only the weakest pursuers and self-destructers, this number is already extremely amazing.

After the mechanical detonation interrupted Wu Shuang Gou Yue's phantom invisible sword, Zhi Bai Shou Hei did not pay any attention to Wu Shuang Gou Yue and Wu Lang, but directly deployed the drone factory, constantly throwing out pursuers and self-detonators, and the ugly robots followed Zhi Bai Shou Hei's instructions with joy.

It was trust, trust that Zhang Jiale could deal with the two.

Trust that Fang Shijing could solve his worries.

Trust... I can win!

"This, this, this..." Pan Lin stuttered and couldn't speak, staring blankly at the situation on the field.

Fang Shijing gave up helping Li Wen recover, and the Qingdi in his hand lit up yellow again.

Commandments from God!

[Light of the Holy Commandment]!

The last mana.

Li Wen took a deep breath, and the light curtain enveloped.

[Amplifier]!

[Mechanical Detonation]!

Old Wei desperately grabbed Lin Jingyan's thigh and stared blankly at the situation on the holographic projection.

This time, Lin Jingyan did not speak to remind Lao Wei. He could no longer tell whether it was Lao Wei who grabbed him or himself. Moreover, this pain seemed... not real?

Lin Jingyan's eyes were a little dazed. Everything in front of him seemed like a dream, and he was like he was having a hangover, and the world was spinning.

Was it a dream? Was it you? It wasn't a dream, right?

Bai Shu seemed to be shouting something?

What was he shouting?

"Lin... Big... Win..."

"... I... Jun..."

"Brother Lin! Boss Wei! We won! We are the champions!"

"Let us congratulate the Embers Team! For winning the Glory Professional League Season 9 championship!"

"At the same time, let us also congratulate..."

In an instant, Lin Jingyan seemed to have regained his hearing. Everything around him became noisy and noisy, and only Bai Shu's voice became particularly clear.

However, Lin Jingyan felt that it was particularly unreal: "Ah?"

In the competition booth, Zhang Jiale stared at the screen in front of him, as if he no longer recognized the two words in front of him. The two words that accompanied him in his best years now became particularly unfamiliar.

Rong...yao...

Hmm, is that how it is pronounced? Right, not failure, right? The picture is yellow, not gray and white, right?

Zhang Jiale closed his eyes, facing the ceiling, patted his cheeks hard, and then lowered his head to confirm again.

Yeah, it's Honor.

Yeah...

Zhang Jiale stood up absentmindedly and walked towards the exit. The moment he grasped the door handle, he seemed to remember something. He turned around and came to the computer again, looked at it carefully for a while, nodded, and left again...

Damn, I forgot my account card again. Yeah, I confirmed it again. It's Honor... Honor...

Zhang Jiale wiped his face. He had to report to Lao Feng when the awards were presented. The equipment seemed to be aging and sand had entered.

Anyway, I didn't cry...

In the contestant channel, Li Wen scratched his head blankly, looked at Qiu Fei beside him, and then turned his head to look at the several competition seats around him: "Brother Jiale, Brother Zheping... did they go out first?"

"No, I was the first one to come out." Qiu Fei shook his head.

"Maybe he's tired?" Li Wen thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Let's wait for them for a while."

"Okay."

"By the way, Xiao Qiu did a great job this time, so awesome!" Li Wen acted like a brother and wanted to touch Qiu Fei's head in praise.

In the past, Su Muqiu always praised him like this.

But...

"Thank you for your hard work, you're awesome." Qiu Fei smiled faintly and rubbed his head before Li Wen.

Feeling, something is wrong? Li Wen tilted his head in confusion, I'm the brother, right?

Players' Box

"Shit..."

"Shit!"

"What the hell?"

"That makes them win?"

"How did they turn the tables in the end? Where did that Ranger come from?"

"If it wasn't for that Ranger, the Phantom Invisible Sword would have been full. Zhibai Shouhei's mana was full, but his health was not full. He would have died under the defense reduction effect of the Dark Sky Eye!"

"There is only one possibility now..." Yu Wenzhou closed the notebook in his hand and said with a smile: "The disguised Ranger already existed at the beginning of the game, and even when he escaped from the trap with a shot through the clouds, Captain Li didn't want to use this dark chess move."

"From the beginning, predicted to the end?! Isn't this a bit fantasy?!"

"I don't know, maybe it's a personal habit, or maybe it's because of some other reason. In short, the battle situation was changed by that Ranger." Xiao Shiqin exhaled in admiration.

Huang Shaotian rarely intervened. He silently looked at the guy on the stage who was smiling like an old chrysanthemum in full bloom, and Fang Shijing who pretended to be calm but still couldn't suppress his joy. A sincere smile appeared on his face.

Next season, wait for me!

"How do you feel? Is Xiao Wen super awesome now? Do you want to go to them for dinner later!" Su Mucheng asked expectantly.

Ye Xiu smiled and shook his head: "He is awesome, but... forget about dinner. This period of time is exclusive to them. They should be very busy recently. Maybe there will be a chance."

"Oh..." Su Mucheng nodded a little disappointedly, holding her cheeks and watching Li Wen being surrounded by everyone in Yujin and thrown into the sky again and again.

Then, next time!

"Let's go." Chu Xue stood up in the audience and walked towards the aisle beside her.

"Ah? The awards haven't been presented yet, sister!" Chu Xiong was a hundred times unhappy, he still wanted to finish watching!

"There will be a press conference later, you need to be there to represent the club." Chu Xue said calmly.

"Then you can too..."

"I'll go book a place for the celebration banquet later." Chu Xue said calmly.

"Okay..." Chu Xiong muttered and nodded.

How many laps should I run in the school tomorrow? By the way, how much does it cost to borrow the school broadcasting room and the big screen in the square?

Let's borrow some from my dad?

On the stage, Li Wen was put down in a daze. If it weren't for Qiu Fei and Bai Shu's support, he would have fallen to the ground. Su Muqiu struggled to grab Li Wen's shoulders: [These guys, at least take me down! ]

On the other side, all the members of the Samsara team have come over, their faces are full of regret and envy, but no hostility.

In this game, Samsara is no longer a one-man team. When Zhou Zekai was clamped, everyone did their best.

It's just a pity that the other side did better than them.

"Congratulations." Zhou Zekai shook hands with Li Wen seriously: "Next time, we will win."

Li Wen was stunned and laughed: "We too."

"Yeah." Zhou Zekai felt that this level of declaration was a bit too much. He nodded with a red face and left here with everyone in the reincarnation.

Tonight, this belongs to the champion.

Feng Xianjun, chairman of the professional league, came up happily with a team of etiquette ladies. All the people in Yujin stood up and put Li Wen in the middle.

Feng Xianjun handed out the championship medals and certificates of honor to everyone one by one.

He was a little unfamiliar with Lao Wei, Lu Liang, and Fang Shijing. He didn't say much, just patted his shoulders with a look of emotion on his face.

When he walked to Zhang Jiale, he couldn't help laughing: "Congratulations, it's a wish come true."

"Yeah." Zhang Jiale also had a smile on his face, and kept touching the medal on his chest: "Yeah, finally I won't be called Zhang Sanya anymore, right?"

"Hahahaha, you guy... you can be considered to be obsessed with it, there must be a response, right?"

Zhang Jiale thought for a moment: "There is no such thing as a necessary response. It is only because of the strong obsession that the response can be heard, right? The response...isn't it always there?"

Feng Xianjun was silent for a moment, nodded seriously, and turned to walk to the next person.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, Old Feng, didn't you find someone to replace this certificate temporarily? Why do I feel that the ink is not dry yet?" Zhang Jiale asked with some doubts.

Feng Xianjun, who was originally cheerful, immediately blew his beard and glared: "It was originally blank and written now!"

"Oh, okay." Zhang Jiale continued to touch the medal and smiled foolishly.

Feng Xianjun vacated Li Wen's position and walked towards Lin Jingyan: "At that time, I thought you would go to Tyranny. After all, in order to prove yourself, there is the best choice."

"Now it seems that my decision is correct." Lin Jingyan said with a smile.

"Very good, very good..." Feng Xianjun looked at Sun Zheping with a smile: "I thought I wouldn't see you again."

"Me too." Sun Zheping nodded: "Hurry up, I'm a little hungry."

"..." Feng Xianjun looked at Sun Zheping speechlessly. This guy never said polite words.

For Qiu Fei and Bai Shu, there were only two words: heroic young men.

Finally, it was Li Wen's turn. Feng Xianjun solemnly hung the medal around Li Wen's neck.

Then, with the help of the etiquette lady, he handed the huge trophy to Li Wen. Zhang Jiale and Sun Zheping around him helped Li Wen hold the bottom of the trophy.

Then, Lao Wei, Fang Shijing, Lu Liang, Qiu Fei, Bai Shu, Su Muqiu's soul phantom, and everyone in the embers raised the trophy.

"You little guy, I've wanted to talk to you for a long time..." Feng Xianjun looked at Li Wen: "Are you interested in being the spokesperson for the professional league with Xiao Zhou?"

"Spokesperson?" Li Wen looked at Lao Feng with some doubts. He really didn't know what this was.

"Forget it, I'll talk to Chu girl later. Come on, create a dynasty." Feng Xianjun nodded, turned around and wanted to leave, but turned around worriedly, grabbed Li Wen's shoulders tightly, and stared at Li Wen seriously: "By the way, you guys from Ember this time... you won't escape the press conference again, right?"

"Huh?!"

"This season, you guys from Ember are the team with the highest escape rate from press conferences. I won't pursue you for this, but if you escape again after winning the championship, be careful that I will make things difficult for you!" Feng Xianjun said half seriously and half jokingly: "Then we will settle the old and new accounts together, okay?!"

"No..." Li Wen nodded helplessly, but looking at Feng Xianjun's questioning eyes, he repeated: "I promise not!"

"I'll be there in a while! If you don't come, you can think about the consequences yourself! I'll go to your Ember Club tonight, okay?"

"I know."