Chapter 1562 More Than One Fire Line

"Not just one fire line..."

As the saying goes, onlookers see clearer. The Samsara players watching from the sidelines realized the problem. It wasn't that Wu Qi had broken through, but that he had been lured into the attack formation Su Mucheng had designed.

But... Su Mucheng wasn't some new player! A member of the Golden Generation who joined the alliance in the fourth season, she became famous early and quickly, and was studied extensively by other teams early on. The theory of fire lines wasn't newly proposed either. From very early on, when studying Gunners, finding the opponent's fire line was a top priority. Su Mucheng's fire line should no longer be a secret. These things can't be kept secret.

Because this was a competition, everyone on the field would go all out. A Gunner's fire line was the limit of every Gunner player's output. When playing a match, they were afraid that they wouldn't be trying hard enough, so who would hide something and hold back? Unless they were bullying someone whose level was far apart from their own, then they wouldn't need to go all out. But everyone who entered this alliance was probably not so different in level that they could be bullied.

The Samsara players looked at each other. They wouldn't underestimate Team Happy, and Su Mucheng wasn't an enemy who could be easily dealt with. Even though they had completely defeated the opponent ten to zero in the first round, they prepared even more actively and seriously for this round. However, they hadn't really discovered that Su Mucheng's fire line wasn't just one. She hadn't shown it at all in the previous matches.

"She's stronger," Zhou Zekai suddenly said at this moment.

The others frowned and continued to watch the match. In Mu Yu Chengfeng's artillery fire, Wu Qi's Cruel Silence's charge was very unsuccessful. Mu Yu Chengfeng was bombarding while leisurely retreating, and the distance between the two sides was getting farther and farther until...

"Fire line!" Jiang Botao shouted. This distance was where they thought Su Mucheng's fire line was. Cruel Silence was suppressed by the attack, and Su Mucheng operated Mu Yu Chengfeng to retreat and widen the distance. Cruel Silence, who had already broken through Su Mucheng's fire line, was pushed back into the fire line like this.

Artillery fire poured down like a storm, and the offensive was obviously one level stronger than before. This was Su Mucheng's real fire line, the fire line that Wu Qi had originally broken through. But because he didn't expect that there was another fire line hidden after Su Mucheng's fire line, his charge was blocked, and he was pushed back.

That fire line that no one knew about had already stopped Wu Qi from moving forward with difficulty, and the one he was trapped in at this time was the one that everyone was familiar with, Su Mucheng's truly strongest fire line.

In the artillery fire, Cruel Silence's life was rapidly declining. Those experienced professional players knew what it would be like to be trapped in a Gunner's fire line. Gunners wouldn't stand there like dummies and output, but would also adjust their positions according to the opponent's reactions so that the target would continue to be trapped in the fire line. It was easy to enter the fire line, but difficult to get out.

The Samsara players all looked at Sun Xiang at this time. He had been teammates with Su Mucheng for a year and a half.

"Did you know she had this level?" Lu Boyuan pushed Sun Xiang and asked.

Sun Xiang shook his head, looking blank. In fact, since he arrived at Excellent Era, the Gunner and Launcher combination that Excellent Era had formed since the fourth season could be said to have been disbanded. Although the two great characters, One Autumn Leaf and Mu Yu Chengfeng, were still in the team, they were completely estranged and no longer had the demeanor of the best combination in the past. Sun Xiang was very depressed, but Su Mucheng's professional qualities were impeccable, but she just didn't click with him. Partnership was also about fate. It was not uncommon in the league for people to be forced together and end up in a mess.

But as a teammate, Sun Xiang really didn't know that Su Mucheng's fire line had so many tricks.

"Looking at her ability, I think her fire line can be controlled to a larger range. Xiao Zhou, what do you think?" Jiang Botao said.

"Mm," Zhou Zekai nodded.

"But she deliberately restrained her skills, making the fire line range smaller but more concentrated, and then used the skills that were freed up to create a second fire line..." Jiang Botao analyzed.

The surrounding Samsara generals nodded one after another. They didn't have rookies like Team Happy did. Samsara's lineup was the most stable over the years. This group of players grew up together, accumulated experience together, and understood each other very well, making communication easy and simple. Samsara won two consecutive championships because this group of players had all grown to the point where they were blossoming and bearing fruit. Champions never lacked luck, but they also had to have the corresponding strength to seize the luck.

At this time, this group of championship team members analyzed Su Mucheng's current play style thoroughly in a few words.

"This is really a bit cunning," Jiang Botao continued.

"Yes... If necessary, I believe she can also enlarge the fire line, instead of cutting it into two fire lines like this," Lu Boyuan said.

"But she has never done that. Leaving room for maneuver makes her seem more varied, and her sense of proportion is really good," Jiang Botao said with emotion.

"Wu Qi is in trouble!" Sword Master player Du Ming said.

Everyone was silent. It was a pity that the player they had praised for so long was actually their opponent. The better the opponent performed, the more trouble it would be for them. However, the confidence of the championship team was indeed extraordinary. They seemed to have a very peaceful attitude towards possible losses, and they didn't panic at all because of the continuous setbacks.

In the end, Su Mucheng won this victory, and the cheers in the Xiaoshan Gymnasium lasted for a long time.

This was Samsara! That incomparably powerful Samsara, but now, Team Happy was leading by 2 to 0!

Wu Qi returned to the Samsara player area, and of course he wasn't happy about losing the match.

"That's too cunning!" Wu Qi took the towel handed over by his teammate. After wiping his hands, he threw the towel on the seat in frustration. Obviously, he finally realized what was going on with Su Mucheng's Gunner.

"Next time, be careful. Next time, be careful," his teammates comforted him.

"Watch me, I'll go get revenge for you!" Lu Boyuan said.

"It's not a擂台赛 (lèitáisài,擂台 lèi tái, lit. 'raised platform' + 赛 sài, 'match'), what revenge are you talking about?" Wu Qi glared at him.

"I'll take revenge for you in the team competition later," Jiang Botao said to him.

"Am I a starter in the team competition?" Wu Qi's eyes sparkled.

"Cough, cough!" Jiang Botao coughed, "Next time, next time."

Wu Qi resumed his depressed look. In fact, the starting lineup would be announced at the latest in the preparation room before the match, and it was rare for the players to be finally informed on the spot. Wu Qi had also known for a long time that he was still the sixth man in this team competition, but he was just showing his desire to start. The other teammates laughed at his appearance. Now it was really not easy to be a starter in Samsara's team. However, it was also a remarkable atmosphere to be able to openly discuss this rather sensitive competitive topic like Samsara.

"I'm going on stage," Lu Boyuan greeted his teammates and went to the match. The player sent out by Team Happy in the third round happened to be a Grappler, too: Bao Zi.

"Oh no, it's this guy. You can't blame me if I lose. That guy is very inexplicable!" Lu Boyuan saw the player sent out by Happy and quickly turned back to explain to his teammates.

"If you lose, I'll take your starting position!" Du Ming shouted.

"Give it to me!"

"Me, me, me!"

The players in Samsara who were taking turns playing all got up to join in the fun. Lu Boyuan smiled and continued to walk towards the match.

"As expected of a championship team..." The Happy players also paid attention to the situation of Team Samsara.

In the individual competition, they lost two games in a row, but the team didn't show any signs of anxiety. This team didn't really have any old veterans, but their temperament was quite calm. Perhaps this was the confidence that had been condensed from winning two consecutive championships. Even if they lost two games first, it didn't make them lose confidence. The psychological advantage that could be established by taking the lead seemed empty on Samsara. On the contrary, their confidence, their calmness, and their unhurriedness made their opponents feel a little uneasy.

However... in the third game, the player Happy sent out was Bao Zi. He didn't have this kind of subtle feeling of uneasiness. With his head held high and his chest out, Bao Zi strode onto the stage. The audience also cheered for him a lot.

Happy's lineup was relatively fluid compared to the rest of the league. Bao Zi didn't play very often, but he was quite popular among Happy's supporters because he always brought surprises. In a match with Bao Zi, there was always a special highlight, regardless of the outcome.

"Samsara's third player is Lu Boyuan. This player is a typical big-game player with a very strong mental fortitude. He is good at exploding in adversity and creating match points. Now Samsara is two points behind, and he is sent out in the third game of the individual competition, which is a perfect atmosphere for him to perform!" The commentator Pan Lin, who was broadcasting the game live, was commenting on the two teams' players who were about to take the stage.

"Happy has sent out Bao Rongxing. Well, this player is... um... a player whose condition is relatively erratic at any time and place. Director Li, do you think so?" Pan Lin said.

"Cough!" Li Yibo coughed.

"Cough, cough!" Li Yibo coughed repeatedly.

"Bao Rongxing is probably the most surprising player," Li Yibo concluded. He really didn't dare to make any predictions about such a surprising player.

"Okay, the match is about to begin," Pan Lin announced.

On the field, the characters of both sides were loaded and appeared on the map. Happy, Rogue Steamed Bun Invasion; Samsara, the number one柔道 (róudào, Judo) in Glory, Cloud Piercer.

"Okay, the match officially begins. Both sides' characters are rushing towards the center of the map," Pan Lin called out.

"Lu Boyuan is taking the lead! Generally speaking, shouldn't 柔道 (róudào, Judo) often make their move later, Director Li?" Pan Lin said.

"Yes, because grappling skills can be said to be the skills with the strongest judgement in Glory, so 柔道 (róudào, Judo) has the ability to forcefully break through the opponent's offensive. This kind of offensive launched in the middle of the opponent's skills will be more difficult for the opponent to deal with," Li Yibo said.

"But Lu Boyuan is very proactive now!"

"After all, Samsara has lost two games in a row now and needs to be more aggressive to boost morale!" Li Yibo said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a message from Lu Boyuan popped up on the field: "You little rascal, I can't give you a chance to mess around!"

"Director Li?" Pan Lin turned to look at Li Yibo.

Li Yibo had a bitter look on his face. What was going on today? Was Team Samsara also acting like commentators?