The qi energy of a Qigong Master, faint and elusive, stirred up layers of mist in this map with every movement, oddly making the offensive seem even clearer. Although Song Xiao’s Homing Cannon was sudden, it wasn’t enough to trouble Ye Xiu.

Charge!

Even though he saw an ambush, Ye Xiu didn’t choose to hide behind the tree. Instead, he charged straight out.

Bang!

Half the force of the Homing Cannon slammed into the tree, producing a muffled sound, followed by the rustling of swaying branches and leaves. Ye Xiu didn’t choose a safer evasion method. He seemed very eager to chase after Song Xiao.

"Ye Xiu seems to have lost his composure somewhat?" Pan Lin exclaimed, his tone full of surprise. He had been commentating on Glory matches for quite a few years. He had commentated on the matches of the Battle God One Autumn Leaf’s Ye Xiu in the past, and now the Unspecialized Lord Grim’s Ye Xiu. Pan Lin could become one of the best Glory commentators because he had a few tricks up his sleeve. This season, when Ye Xiu returned to the professional alliance, he always felt that he was somewhat different from the past.

Pan Lin hadn’t experienced the era when Excellent Era swept the alliance, but from the subsequent years, from the matches where Ye Xiu and Su Mucheng formed the best duo, he could imagine how dazzling and radiant that Battle God who swept the alliance was. Although Excellent Era’s results deteriorated year by year after that, Pan Lin could clearly feel that all the strong teams in the alliance still regarded Excellent Era as a formidable opponent. Ye Xiu had always been the target that all the great gods and experts strived to defeat.

Ye Xiu had always been such a peak-like existence.

Until he retired in the eighth season, it seemed like a generation of great gods had fallen. So, in the days he was gone, the alliance continued to develop forward. The new generation of king, Zhou Zekai, lived up to expectations and won two championships, and now he was launching an impact on Excellent Era’s goal of winning three consecutive championships.

Times had changed. In the eyes of many young viewers, Zhou Zekai was now the undisputed number one player in Glory. The returning Ye Xiu was no longer the peak-like existence he once was. He was no longer high above, no longer the target that everyone wanted to challenge and defeat. This time, he had become a challenger. Those who had looked up to him in the past now had a magnificent team behind them. And Ye Xiu's Happy could only look up to them.

No longer the challenged, but the challenger!

From the beginning, Pan Lin felt that it would be very interesting to approach Ye Xiu and Happy from this perspective. But… Ye Xiu wasn’t cooperating at all! He had just barely defeated Excellent Era in the Challenger League and was already shouting that he wanted to compete for the championship. Where was there any sense of being a lower-ranked challenger?

However, Pan Lin also understood that this was probably what was called strategically underestimating the opponent but tactically valuing the opponent.

In the tenth season, with 38 rounds of matches, television broadcasts wouldn’t feature Happy every round, of course, but Pan Lin had watched all of Happy’s matches.

As a commentator, he couldn’t show emotional bias during the commentary. He praised those who performed well and felt sorry for those who didn’t perform well. Although he would sometimes get excited and carried away by the wonderful performances on the field, on the whole, the commentator’s emotions were relatively mechanical. It was an emotional performance that seemed to be trained, or rather… it was acting.

In fact, Pan Lin had been paying close attention to Happy this season. Like many others, he was also very curious about the weapon in Lord Grim’s hands, and he was also very curious about what kind of performance this team, which had been pieced together from who-knows-where but had miraculously defeated Excellent Era in the Challenger League, would have in the professional circle.

Those who maintained this level of attention to Happy could be said to have reaped a lot of satisfaction this season.

Happy, as such a pieced-together team, had had an absolutely successful season.

And those who had been paying attention to Happy couldn’t avoid paying attention to Ye Xiu.

37 consecutive victories! Paying attention to Ye Xiu was really worth more than its value. Being able to follow this winning streak from beginning to end would make this year very fulfilling.

But it was during this winning streak that Pan Lin felt something else.

Even at Ye Xiu’s peak, he had never had such a perfect performance as a 37-round winning streak. This was certainly due to Lord Grim’s Unspecialized class, but putting aside the character and talking about the player, Pan Lin also felt that Ye Xiu was different.

In the past, Ye Xiu made his character earn the name Battle God, being unrestrained and invincible on the field.

And now, Ye Xiu had a 37-round winning streak, which seemed even more invincible, but Pan Lin felt that although the results were overbearing, the returning Ye Xiu didn’t seem to have the unrestrained and domineering aura he had when he was a Battle Mage.

Was it because the different class resulted in a different temperament?

At first, Pan Lin thought so. But after watching more, he felt that it wasn’t.

It wasn’t until the end of the season, after seeing the adjustments and changes in the Tyranny team, that Pan Lin completely understood.

Ye Xiu, like those three old generals from Tyranny, was no longer young! The unrestrained and sharp aura of the Battle God was gradually settling down with the passage of time. Before, because Ye Xiu had always been there, everyone was always watching him play, so they didn’t feel it very clearly. But after he left, and then came back a year and a half later, these traces suddenly became clear.

He didn’t squander his youth, nor did he use his will to compete with the years. He was just constantly adjusting and perfecting his skills, always fighting in the way that was most suitable for him at the moment.

Calm, elegant, and then growing old. From the beginning, he hadn’t planned to be melancholic about this thing that he definitely couldn’t avoid. He faced this heartbreaking thing as positively as he faced the championship.

This season, leading such a team, many people were talking about Ye Xiu’s pressure, talking about how exhausted he was in order to win.

But Pan Lin didn’t think so.

Ye Xiu was indeed very hardworking. Without his existence, this Happy team would definitely not be what it was now. But in Happy’s 38 matches, regardless of winning or losing, Pan Lin saw a sense of joy in them.

Yes, joy!

The kind of joy of playing very happily from the bottom of his heart.

Glory was actually a game. Pan Lin wondered if many people had forgotten that. After the last round, many comments criticized Happy’s style of play as utilitarian. Pan Lin only found it ridiculous after reading them.

Utilitarian?

Didn’t these guys realize that the Glory Alliance itself was the most utilitarian thing?

The implementation of various rules, the demand for gorgeous scenes, all of these revealed utilitarianism.

In comparison, Pan Lin felt that Happy’s performance wasn’t utilitarian at all. It was a very pure pursuit of victory. Pan Lin had always felt that wanting to win and wanting to have a good-looking scene was what utilitarianism was!

Losing and winning were very pure things. Having to nag and care so much about the methods and approaches, utilitarianism even had a pretentious air.

The scene isn’t good-looking?

The question is, who’s here to contribute scenes for you? On the field, what the players really care about is winning or losing, not the scene. You see a scene that you think is ugly. Do you know how happy the players are playing?

In Pan Lin’s eyes, Ye Xiu was undoubtedly such a person. He never paid attention to other people’s opinions. He always used the best way to strive for victory. He had always been like this from the age of 17 to 27.

So, Ye Xiu’s decision at this time surprised him. This kind of eagerness to show off shouldn’t appear on Ye Xiu’s character!

"It's a bit rushed…" Li Yibo didn’t think as much as Pan Lin. He only looked at it from a purely technical point of view. Ye Xiu’s forced rush was a bit impetuous. Even if he was eager to lock down Taoluo Shaming’s position, the risk was too great. Song Xiao wasn’t Yu Wenzhou after all. It wasn’t like you could immediately determine the winner just by sticking close to him.

Now, Lord Grim had rushed close to him, and the two were fighting together. But could he really take him down here?

Everyone wasn’t too optimistic. Li Yibo was just afraid of being slapped in the face, so he didn’t dare to say it.

Lord Grim’s forced rush earlier was really a bit reluctant, but there was no turning back after the arrow was fired. After rushing out, the subsequent operations had to keep up. But under duress, Lord Grim’s rhythm had never stabilized. He didn’t gain the upper hand after exchanging a few moves with Song Xiao’s Taoluo Shaming. As a result, he sold Song Xiao an opening.

As a result, Song Xiao took the opportunity to launch a counterattack with Taoluo Shaming. He actually took the opportunity to run away and instantly hid himself in this forest mist again. Blue Rain seemed to be well-trained in this map. Song Xiao’s technique for maneuvering Taoluo Shaming to run away wasn’t inferior to Yu Wenzhou’s either.

"Is he really planning to drag it out!" Pan Lin said in a daze.

"He wants to fight a war of attrition!" Seeing this, Li Yibo’s tone was much more confident than before.

"What is he attriting? Lord Grim’s health? Mana?" Pan Lin said.

"And Ye Xiu’s energy," Li Yibo said.

Pan Lin was stunned, and then he looked at the time. Indeed, today’s individual competition had been going on for too long. If it were a normal match, it might have reached the third or fourth round by now. Blue Rain had replaced Yu Wenzhou with Song Xiao, but Happy’s first Ye Xiu hadn’t gone down yet! Blue Rain wasn’t giving him a chance to fight a quick battle, and even when there was a chance to counterattack, Song Xiao chose to retreat. The intention was really too obvious. That’s right, this was to fight a war of attrition.

And this Song Xiao wasn’t like Yu Wenzhou. He wasn’t so worried about being stuck by the opponent. He had just managed to break free with difficulty, but then he turned around and went to harass them again. He was simply a typical example of stirring up trouble.

Once, twice, three times…

Song Xiao’s big heart was used entirely for running away in this match. He would launch a few rounds of harassment each time, and if the situation wasn’t right, he would immediately look for a way to run away. Time and time again, he actually succeeded in escaping every time. With so much tossing and turning, the two had been fighting for another five minutes in this round. Each of their health had been reduced by less than ten percent. The pace was so slow that it was like a disaster.

"What will this match be like?" Pan Lin said weakly. Once or twice, when Song Xiao launched a counterattack, he would excitedly yell, but after that, he wouldn’t fall for it. Looking at Song Xiao’s posture, it was like he would only feel at ease if Lord Grim was stripped of his equipment, hung up, and let him beat him.

Big heart? Pan Lin didn’t feel it. Song Xiao gave him the feeling of being a frightened bird.