章節 1565: A Poor Performance

The cheers were thunderous.

No matter how low Soft Mist's health may be, she wasn't dead. This sort of lead felt unstable. No matter how dire Boundless Sea's circumstances may be, if he wasn't dead, circumstances could always change.

But now, they could finally be at ease.

Boundless Sea was dead. His name had turned gray. He had already left the match. Tyranny had won a one point lead.

In terms of overall points, it seemed to be even. However, a one point lead in the team competition also meant a numbers advantage. The point wasn't the most significant part. This lead would tip the balance of the team competition.　

Tyranny's stadium resounded with an ocean of cheers. Even the Li Yibo began livening up and started shouting rapidly...

Demeter's side was silent.

Facing Tyranny, they had never felt like they had the upper hand. And now, their team was down a member, a key member like Fang Rui too.