Even if I'm terrible, I'm still Happy's healer!

An Wenyi regained his composure, returning to his usual calm and rationality. He quickly surveyed the battlefield.

Happy's situation was indeed not good. They had been cut into several pieces. Even Su Mucheng, whose Dancing Rain had an extremely long attack range, was now separated from the team.

Where was he needed most?

An Wenyi quickly observed the various isolated groups.

Su Mucheng's Dancing Rain was being pinned down by Sun Xiang's One Autumn Leaf. Even with the help of healing, it would be difficult for a Launcher to break through a Battle Mage's close-quarters blockade.

What about Ye Xiu and Tang Rou?

They were currently fighting Jiang Botao and Wu Qi of Samsara in a two-on-two. Jiang Botao's Empty Waves had completely shaken off the restrictions and formed a coordinated attack with Wu Qi. The two sides exchanged blows, and it was impossible to tell who was superior for the moment. However, behind Jiang Botao and Wu Qi, Fang Minghua's Laughing Song was providing constant support, and Zhou Zekai's Cloud Piercer was occasionally providing cover from the side. In the long run, it was clear that this side needed healing support the most.

However, An Wenyi didn't stop there to analyze the situation. His gaze ultimately turned to Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash.

Although Su Mucheng was being tightly pinned down by Sun Xiang at this time, the most depressed and embarrassed person on the field was still Qiao Yifan.

Qiao Yifan's current situation was that he had skills and mana, but nowhere to use them. The Ghostblade's ghost array required chanting, and it was extremely easy to be interrupted without cover. At this time, Zhou Zekai was staring at Qiao Yifan. The previous wave of rapid-fire and sweeping shot had forced One Inch Ash to hold his head and run. Now that both skills had ended, Zhou Zekai had completely locked onto Qiao Yifan. As soon as One Inch Ash made a move to chant, bullets would surely fly over.

Helpless, Qiao Yifan could only constantly move One Inch Ash to find openings and places to take cover. However, Zhou Zekai didn't relax at all. As One Inch Ash moved, Cloud Piercer also moved. Taking advantage of the Sharpshooter's range, Cloud Piercer's defensive radius was surprisingly large at this time. This kind of radius defense might seem slightly weaker for many professions, but it was already enough for a chanting profession like a Ghostblade.

Qiao Yifan needed help even more!

Seeing One Inch Ash struggling to dodge Zhou Zekai's Cloud Piercer, An Wenyi came to a conclusion.

So An Wenyi immediately began to act, and Little Cold Hands began to move.

"What does he want to do?"

The pro players saw what Ye Xiu said to An Wenyi, but they couldn't know how much impact this would have on An Wenyi. However, it seemed that Little Cold Hands was no longer so helpless, but the rapid movement after suddenly starting at this time made everyone unable to understand his intention. The direction he was rushing in didn't seem to be for the purpose of achieving casting distance.

"This is…"

As Little Cold Hands got closer and closer to his target, some people began to see it.

Cloud Piercer!

An Wenyi's Little Cold Hands rushed towards Zhou Zekai's Cloud Piercer.

"This guy!!" Everyone was stunned.

What a reversal! A weakling who had been abandoned and ignored by Samsara was now charging towards the most dazzling and eye-catching powerhouse on the field. Was this guy really going all out?

"Is he preparing to sacrifice himself to block bullets?" Someone speculated. An Wenyi had made such performances in previous matches. The healer, who would be the focus of protection for other teams, would occasionally rush out to be a meat shield in order to protect his teammates in Happy.

"There's nothing wrong with that, right? Healers are supposed to protect the whole team!" Zhang Xinjie of Tyranny said.

Yes!

Protecting the whole team, everyone knew that. But would this method really work? Zhou Zekai could just turn Cloud Piercer's gun and a burst of fire could tear this guy apart, right?

An Wenyi certainly knew this, which was why he chose to charge directly at Cloud Piercer.

Aren't you ignoring me?

Alright!

I'm just rushing in front of you like this, continue to ignore me!

An Wenyi had a bit of this mentality, but it was definitely not out of spite. This was a very rational decision. He believed that doing so would definitely attract Zhou Zekai's attention. Turn the gun? Tear him apart? These were certainly very likely to happen, but An Wenyi firmly believed that if Zhou Zekai made Cloud Piercer turn his gun and attack him fiercely, Qiao Yifan, Ye Xiu, and Tang Rou would definitely seize the opportunity to do something.

This was his way of survival in Happy, and his way of survival in the pro scene. Just relying on operating skills to replenish the health of his teammates' characters would be a bit lacking. He had to burn more, such as his own character's life.

The audience in the arena began to exclaim in surprise.

The weakest guy in Happy was now rushing straight towards Zhou Zekai's Cloud Piercer, and this guy was clearly still a healer.

What did he want to do?

Was he trying to crash and die on Cloud Piercer's gun?

The spectators outside the arena noticed it, and the players on the field also noticed it.

"This guy…" Fang Minghua, as a healer who needed to keep an eye on everything, was the first to notice that An Wenyi had actually made such a move. The first thought that came to his mind was that this guy had started to act out of spite under their psychological attack of ignoring him, and was trying to force Samsara to pay attention to him in this way.

However, Little Cold Hands' steady footsteps and the occasional shifting perspective to observe the overall situation made him realize that this was definitely not an act of spite. This was the other party's choice, the other party's attempt to change the situation on the field.

What did he want to do?

Little Cold Hands hadn't done anything yet, but Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash suddenly took action at this time.

Positioning!

He had been positioning, but after these two steps, when Zhou Zekai stared at him and turned Cloud Piercer's gun, a figure rushed in front of him without deviating.

Little Cold Hands?

Zhou Zekai didn't pay much attention to it. He was just a priest. Even if he got closer, he didn't think he would pose any threat to him.

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Side step!

Cloud Piercer took a step sideways, re-grabbing a view, and the gun fired.

Bang!

The bullet flew out, and Little Cold Hands' figure followed sideways.

Too slow…

Zhou Zekai looked at Little Cold Hands' figure. He had almost guessed An Wenyi's intention, but he knew An Wenyi's weakness, knew that his reaction and operation were slow. So he used this kind of staggered attack, and with An Wenyi's speed, there was no way he could keep up with this rhythm.

As expected.

When Little Cold Hands' figure came sideways, the bullet had already flown over, already heading towards One Inch Ash at that end.

But at this time, Zhou Zekai's field of vision no longer had One Inch Ash.

Sideways again, staggered again.

Zhou Zekai once again grabbed a view, Cloud Piercer once again grabbed a shot, and An Wenyi's Little Cold Hands also came sideways again. But similarly, his reaction was not enough to block Cloud Piercer's attack like this.

But Zhou Zekai had already frowned.

Although An Wenyi didn't hinder his attack, and still didn't manage to protect Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash from releasing the ghost array, he gave Zhou Zekai some burden, making Zhou Zekai need to do a little more operation. Between Cloud Piercer and One Inch Ash, it was as if there was a moving cover, which made Zhou Zekai have to spend some operation to avoid this cover.

Directly switch targets and smash Little Cold Hands.

This was the obvious approach for many people, but in this way, Zhou Zekai's attention would be concentrated on Little Cold Hands for a period of time, and Qiao Yifan was very likely to take advantage of this opportunity to break free from control.

Things were not that simple… At this time, who could take over and restrict Qiao Yifan would be great, this annoying priest could be dealt with in three or two strokes!

But, no…

Because Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash was forced to the outside, at this time, the only character in Samsara that could make such a large defensive radius was his Cloud Piercer.

This was originally his advantage, but now, it was being used against him, making him a little helpless.

And the one who forced him into this predicament was the weakest one in Happy, the guy who was once ignored and abandoned by their Samsara.

An Wenyi, Little Cold Hands…

In any case, they couldn't just continue to deal with him like this, they still had to solve him, even if Qiao Yifan took a little opportunity, it couldn't be helped.

Zhou Zekai thought so, and was about to take action when suddenly another figure bumped into Little Cold Hands.

Laughing Song?

Fang Minghua's Laughing Song, their Samsara priest, actually rushed to Little Cold Hands' side at this time, waving the cross in his hand, Angelic Guard, and slapped it up.

This is… healer melee?

Everyone was stunned. What kind of match was this? Were the healers of these two teams already abnormal?

One rushed up to block the gun regardless of himself, and the other waved a cross, using it as a soft weapon and started a melee…

Did it have to be like this?

The ordinary audience was a little confused. How could the scene that appeared in the most high-end peak battle be so low?

Zhou Zekai breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

Fang Minghua saw his difficulties, saw that Zhou Zekai couldn't handle this Little Cold Hands, and it was even worse if he didn't.

Temporarily take over to control Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash? Fang Minghua's Laughing Song didn't have this ability, but he could squeeze over and squeeze with Little Cold Hands. Everyone was a priest, and they couldn't fight other combat professions, but in this kind of mutual beating, Fang Minghua felt that he might be better than An Wenyi, right?

As a result, in the finals, which symbolized the highest professional level, there was such a strange scene of priests fighting in melee.

Not using skills, but sticking to each other, waving the crosses in their hands, and starting to beat each other with ordinary attacks.

Priests didn't have any skills that could attack or control, but seeing An Wenyi's resolute yet cautious attitude, Fang Minghua immediately felt that only by sticking close was the most reliable.

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