Three and a half seconds.

Sun Xiang had countless three-and-a-half-second moments in his career, but even many years after his retirement, these three seconds in the final battle of the Glory Alliance's tenth season were etched into his mind in a way he could never erase.

In the blast of the Thermal Missile, they, the three members of Samsara, worked hard to kill Su Mucheng's Dancing Rain. Even Jiang Botao's Wave Upon Wave, who originally had only eleven percent of his health left, managed to survive.

Three against one.

Champion!

It was such a logical association. Sun Xiang didn't think there was anything wrong with having such a thought at this time, and he didn't feel that he was slacking off. His operations were still active, adjusting the speed of One Autumn Leaf, to stabilize him in the explosion's aftermath.

Then, he saw that Wave Upon Wave's health bar, which had a sliver of life left, suddenly emptied completely.

Then, he saw Lord Grim rush towards One Autumn Leaf, beating One Autumn Leaf until he had no power to fight back.

Three and a half seconds.

At that time, Sun Xiang didn't have an accurate sense of time. Everything happened so suddenly, his consciousness couldn't keep up with Lord Grim's attack movements at all. In his urgency, he quickly stabilized One Autumn Leaf, and as the smoke and fire gradually dissipated, he rushed to support, only to have One Autumn Leaf crashing towards him.

A corpse.

Zhou Zekai, the number one Glory player, Gun King One Autumn Leaf, in three and a half seconds, turned into a corpse crashing toward him.

Years later, Sun Xiang couldn't clearly describe his feelings at that moment in interviews. But he was very clear that these three and a half seconds were not the most shocking or terrifying moment of his career.

What shocked him the most, what he found the most terrifying, was the three seconds that followed those three and a half seconds.

One Autumn Leaf dodged One Autumn Leaf's corpse. Sun Xiang hadn't recovered from the shock when Lord Grim, Ye Xiu's Lord Grim, rushed in front of him.

Consciousness?

Sun Xiang clearly remembered that in that instant, he had no consciousness. All his operations were subconscious, reflex-like reactions.

This kind of unthinking reaction and operation should have been the fastest. But Sun Xiang also clearly remembered that in that instant, it was slow, too slow. Compared to Ye Xiu's operation, compared to Lord Grim's movements, everything he did was too slow.

Cross-step?

Probably! Sun Xiang couldn't confirm it at all. What he saw seemed to be just afterimages. By the time his consciousness was still analyzing Lord Grim's movements, Lord Grim had already started the next skill.

Dragon Tooth?

Bleeding status? This was an effect that could only be achieved by Continuous Thrust. Did Dragon Tooth follow with Continuous Thrust?

Moonlight Slash?

Two wounds? Did he already receive Full Moon Slash?

The attacks were so fast, the skill switching was so fast, unable to keep up with the rhythm, unable to react in time. Sun Xiang had never imagined that in such a pure operation, pure technical confrontation, he would be so defenseless, he would be so completely crushed.

Three seconds.

He seemed to have operated a lot of things, but none of them had any effect. He only saw One Autumn Leaf's health bar plummeting. Having already lost most of his life after being bombed by the Thermal Missile, he instantly reached the end.

Three seconds.

Sun Xiang only understood one thing.

He knew how Zhou Zekai's One Autumn Leaf had been killed...

Starfall!

The Myriad Manifestations Umbrella, falling like a meteor, this exorcist skill was Lord Grim's final blow, also the finishing blow. Without hesitation, without delay, the meteor-like Myriad Manifestations Umbrella crashed into One Autumn Leaf's chest. This character, created by Ye Xiu and known as the Battle God, fell.

Glory!

The words flashed out.

The same font as in the online game arena, but at this time, these two words symbolized the highest glory.

The championship.

Glory's tenth season, Glory's overall champion, Team Happy!

It's over, everything is over.

The TV was broadcasting, and commentator Pan Lin was roaring the result with all his might. Li Yibo, whose analysis had been slapped in the face again, clearly felt his heart racing at this moment.

Restraint, need to restrain! Director Li repeatedly warned himself to maintain his consistent rational and wise image, but Pan Lin, who had been roaring beside him and looked like a Happy fanboy, was almost about to pounce on him and hug him. This dedication, this enthusiasm, finally made Li Yibo unable to restrain himself. He suddenly recalled the fourth season of Glory, when their Tyranny defeated Excellent Era. Back then, weren't they just like today's Happy, challenging and defeating an invincible king?

"Damn, that's awesome!!" Li Yibo finally shouted it out. Demeanor? Reason? Where did all of that matter compared to the joy of victory?

A six-and-a-half-second victory, a championship decided in six and a half seconds, this was definitely an unprecedented classic.

Won!

We won!

The moment the words flashed out, everyone on Happy's player bench jumped up. Chen Guo burst into tears in an instant, and the tears directly sprayed on the faces of the people around her.

No one minded. At this moment, who wasn't thinking of crying more than Chen Guo?

Wei Chen was at a loss, seemingly wanting to light a cigarette regardless of the no-smoking regulations in public places, but in the end, the lit lighter almost burned his hair. They did it, they actually did it. After so many years, he returned to the professional circle as the oldest player in the league, and in the end, he actually won a championship?

"This guy!!" The cigarette butt that hadn't even been lit was crushed hard by Wei Chen.

"Damn!" Fang Rui cursed. Wei Chen's cigarette butt was crushing his thigh, but other than cursing this, how could he care about anything else? Even this curse, whether it was cursing Wei Chen or expressing his emotion, he couldn't say. The championship, he got it! He transferred to the grassroots team Happy with All-Star skill, and he transformed into a qigong master from the number one thief. Fang Rui had done too many things that people didn't even dare to think about, but he succeeded. He had won the championship that would drive 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 had completely bid farewell to the professional arena after the second round of the playoffs.

Did you see it, Old Lin? I, the champion!

"Great, the championship is great..." Luo Ji was also very excited. Although his contribution couldn't be said to be much, being in Happy as a whole, he could clearly share the feelings with everyone. He really wanted to find someone to share his excitement, but Qiao Yifan and An Wenyi, who he usually had a good relationship with, were still in the competition seats, and Wei Chen and Fang Rui were two seniors. What else? Luo Ji looked at Mo Fan, but was startled.

Mo Fan's expression was distorted. That face of his seemed to never be able to install an excited expression. At this time, he didn't know which facial nerve to use to express it. In the end, the expression he revealed was as broken as it could be.

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

"We won." Luo Ji said to Mo Fan.

Without getting a reply, Mo Fan just looked at him and nodded vigorously.

Won! Really won, the champion!

On the away team's stand, with Wu Chen leading the core members of the guild, everyone couldn't help but cheer. Excitement, excitement, words couldn't express it. However, compared to the entire stadium, this excitement seemed so abrupt.

At this moment, more Samsara fans were desolate. Some were still applauding the victors, but more were silently tasting the bitterness of defeat.

Just a little bit, and they could have laughed as much as the away team fans. However, in six and a half seconds, everything changed in six and a half seconds. In the end, it was Ye Xiu's Lord Grim who remained on the field. In the end, it was Happy who won.

"These guys, they really did it..."

There was amazement, there was emotion.

No one would be more eager for the championship than the professional players. And among them, only a small portion could win this honor. Any championship winner was worth their envy and respect.

Happy, a new team.

Ye Xiu, a veteran player who was already considered past his prime in the eyes of many.

In the tenth season, they stood at the pinnacle of Glory.

They are the champions!