Chapter 142 Crisis

Of course, ghost arrays couldn't exist permanently. A skilled array-using Ghostblade would orchestrate the effects and cooldowns of each ghost array to ensure a continuous field control effect.

But at this moment, Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash was releasing ghost arrays non-stop. Dark Barrier, Ice Boundary, Silence Domain; all were ghost arrays with considerable field control effects, usually used in a cross-cutting sequence to maintain a significant level of control over the opponent. But now, three powerful arrays were released in succession, completely sealing off Sun Xiang and Jiang Botao. One Inch Ash was already hastily beginning the incantation for a fourth ghost array.

Such a rhythm was common when saving the day in a crisis, but One Inch Ash's appearance in this battle was sudden, and that Dark Barrier seemed to descend from the heavens, catching them completely off guard. Sun Xiang and Jiang Botao were deprived of their vision at the same time by the Dark Barrier; it could be said that Qiao Yifan had greatly defused the crisis with this one array. The subsequent rapid follow-up with the Ice Boundary and Silence Domain seemed unnecessary.

"Is Qiao Yifan being a bit too hasty?" Commentator Pan Lin couldn't help but ask as he watched the fourth ghost array about to descend.

"The situation is dangerous. As a newcomer on the grand stage of the finals for the first time, some panic is unavoidable," Li Yibo said, sympathetically trying to excuse Qiao Yifan. But his implication was naturally that he agreed with Pan Lin's view.

"Li Xuan, what do you think?" Professional players had already been discussing this issue since Qiao Yifan released three strong arrays in a row, and in the end, they pushed the question to Li Xuan, known as the number one Ghostblade in Glory.

"If it were me, one Dark Barrier would be enough," Li Xuan said. At first glance, it seemed that his opinion was similar to Pan Lin and Li Yibo, disagreeing with Qiao Yifan's overly nervous rhythm. But the professional players all heard between the lines.

Because he said, "If it were me…"

But as soon as he said this, a hesitant look immediately appeared on Li Xuan's face. After "umming" for a while, he finally added, "Plus Xin Jie."

Plus Xin Jie?

Xin Jie was, of course, Zhang Xin Jie. For no apparent reason, why would he mention him?

The professional players quickly understood.

Li Xuan meant to replace An Wenyi on the field with Zhang Xin Jie.

In other words, his overall meaning was: If Ye Xiu and he were on the field at this time, plus Zhang Xin Jie, then he would be confident in controlling the field with a more rhythmic approach.

"Tch!" The players all looked down on Li Xuan.

Ye Xiu, Li Xuan, plus Zhang Xin Jie would be a team as brilliant as Sun Xiang, Jiang Botao, and Zhou Zekai. With Zhang Xin Jie as a Cleric, this trio would have an advantage in terms of class composition. In other words, Li Xuan felt that only under such circumstances would one Dark Barrier be enough to stabilize the situation.

In other words, because the two on the field at this time were Qiao Yifan and An Wenyi, two newcomers with a certain gap in skill and experience compared to the Golden Generation. It was uncertain whether they two could assist Ye Xiu enough to withstand the attacks of these three top-level players from Samsara.

Therefore, Qiao Yifan did not leisurely play rhythm with the opponent and drag the battle into a positional war. Instead, he quickly released ghost arrays one after another, locking Sun Xiang and Jiang Botao down tightly.

What he sought was not long-term, stable field control, but an efficient burst in this instant.

Was this a lack of confidence? Of course not! Even the number one Ghostblade, Li Xuan, couldn't guarantee that he could play field control under the premise of "if it were me," and even had to bring in Zhang Xin Jie.

This was not a lack of confidence, but a careful consideration of the situation, and the most suitable plan made after soberly recognizing one's own strength.

Thus, amidst everyone's discussion, the dense ghost arrays suddenly exploded together. All kinds of ghostly power interweaved in the deep, dark light and shadows, forming a bloody storm that desperately plundered the lives of Wulang and One Autumn Leaf.

After releasing the fifth ghost array, Qiao Yifan immediately controlled One Inch Ash to launch Ghost Spirit Feast, catching up with the instant before the first released ghost array, Dark Barrier, was about to disappear.

Nervous?

He was not nervous at all. The perfect connection between the fifth ghost array and the launch of Ghost Spirit Feast was the best proof. Those who believed that he detonated the ghost arrays out of desperation were simply laughable in the eyes of the professional players.

They couldn't help but want to applaud Qiao Yifan.

His performance was not top-tier. The most top-tier performance should still be controlling the overall situation with a good ghost array rhythm.

But his performance was the most extreme. In the current situation, under these circumstances, he gave the most extreme performance he could give. He did it to the fullest extent, and it couldn't have been more outstanding than this.

Beautiful, extremely beautiful!

An outstanding sense of the big picture allowed him to clearly examine the problem from the whole. He considered the difference in strength between himself and An Wenyi on the one hand and their opponents on the other, and he also considered Ye Xiu's exhaustion after persevering in a one-on-three situation for so long. Combining all of these factors, the final decision he made was truly perfect to the point of being breathtaking.

The professional players marveled, and couldn't help but take a few glances at the Tiny Herb team. Would Tiny Herb regret so easily letting go of such an excellent player? Especially since Tiny Herb's lineup actually included a Ghostblade!

Zhou Huaibai.

Tiny Herb's Ghostblade player, who also cultivated the array-using Ghostblade. At this time, he already regretted coming to watch this match. The gazes of the other players towards them were like knives, cutting at him one after another.

Qiao Yifan, this once insignificant figure in the team, had actually grown to this extent? Moreover, he had switched to practicing the array-using Ghostblade, and he himself was an array-using Ghostblade. In the gazes of the professional players constantly sweeping towards them, there was such blatant regret for Tiny Herb letting go of Qiao Yifan, treating him, the array-using Ghostblade player in Tiny Herb, as an insignificant figure.

Zhou Huaibai felt very uneasy. He really didn't want to admit that he was inferior to Qiao Yifan. But he knew clearly that if he had that confidence, he shouldn't feel uneasy or afraid at this time. He was very afraid that the team would also compare him to Qiao Yifan like everyone else, thereby negating his value and abandoning him like they abandoned Qiao Yifan back then…

"Focus on the match."

A sudden voice interrupted Zhou Huaibai's thoughts. He turned his head and saw the stern expression of their captain, Wang Jiexi.

Zhou Huaibai suddenly felt relieved and no longer felt panicked. Because he could completely feel that the captain was not affected by everyone's comparison mentality at all, and was simply expressing his dissatisfaction with his absent-mindedness at this time.

They didn't come to watch the excitement. Sitting in the audience, feeling the fiery atmosphere of this final, and watching the players' real-time performance on the field, they were seeking progress through this method.

He really was overthinking things.

Qiao Yifan showed outstanding skill, but even if Qiao Yifan was outstanding, Li Xuan was even more outstanding. The only difference was that Qiao Yifan had a past connection with Tiny Herb, but so what? Striving to improve and doing his part was the most important thing. Competition was everywhere in this professional circle. Qiao Yifan was just one of them, and there was no essential difference from any other player. He should have gotten used to this kind of competition a long time ago, and shouldn't be timid or afraid. He should instead strive to seek progress and win the unanimous recognition and applause of others like Qiao Yifan.

This guy, he actually makes me a little envious and jealous now. How detestable!

Zhou Huaibai no longer felt anxious about Qiao Yifan's excellence. He used it as motivation. This once insignificant figure could be so outstanding, so why couldn't he?

After sorting out his mood and no longer thinking wildly, Zhou Huaibai refocused on watching the match.

Triggering Ghost Spirit Feast naturally also meant giving up all control over the enemy with the ghost arrays. While the two were still being ravaged by ghostly power, Qiao Yifan immediately controlled One Inch Ash to retreat.

Shadow Clone Technique!

As soon as he saw One Inch Ash move, Ye Xiu immediately followed the rhythm. In the midst of his fierce battle with Zhou Zekai, Lord Grim completed the seal for a Shadow Clone Technique, and his real body instantly teleported away, running away with An Wenyi's Little Cold Hands.

Cloud Piercer chased after them and fired furiously, but Lord Grim simply carried the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella on his shoulder, propping up the umbrella surface, and very shamelessly used it to shield his back, forcibly retreating.

Gunners had fierce firepower, but control was their weakness. They relied on attacks to restrain their opponents. At this time, they were being blocked by a shield like this, and they were completely helpless. In the blink of an eye, the two characters turned a corner under that pile of garbage, instantly leaving Cloud Piercer's field of vision.

Zhou Zekai didn't give up there. At this time, the ghost arrays had been consumed by Ghost Spirit Feast, and Jiang Botao and Sun Xiang would soon recover. It was time for them to reorganize and counterattack. At this time, they couldn't give Happy too much breathing room. Like the professional players watching from outside the arena, Zhou Zekai also had a clear view of the situation. Qiao Yifan's use of such a fast-paced burst meant that Happy didn't have much confidence in fighting them head-on. This was naturally a breakthrough point that Samsara could rely on. Zhou Zekai wanted to盯死盯死盯死 his opponents every moment.

Rushing to the edge of the garbage pile, Cloud Piercer leaped up, using Flying Gun to glide in the air. Soon, Lord Grim and Little Cold Hands, who had run away, returned to his field of vision. Zhou Zekai didn't let Cloud Piercer jump down from the garbage pile. For the Sharpshooter class, occupying a high point in the waste yard was always more advantageous.

Bang bang bang bang…

As he landed on a new pile of garbage, Cloud Piercer's dual guns had already begun to fire furiously at Lord Grim and Little Cold Hands again. At the other end, Jiang Botao and Sun Xiang finally had enough of that Ghost Spirit Feast. Their characters rushed out, still entangled with the remnants of ghostly power, and gnashing their teeth, they rushed towards the direction that Cloud Piercer had indicated through his shooting.

Soaring Dragon Leaps the Sky! (Fú Lóng Xiáng Tiān)

Watching the trajectory of Cloud Piercer's shots, Sun Xiang judged the position of Happy's characters. One Autumn Leaf directly shook out the Evil Destroyer and used Soaring Dragon Leaps the Sky to bombard the pile of garbage.

Three against three, we are not afraid! Sun Xiang and Jiang Botao also had extremely determined moods.

But the audience with the perspective of God really wanted to tell the two: Three against three? It probably won't be for long… Su Mucheng and Fang Rui were about to rush into this waste yard.

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