章節 1522: Snowflake Firing Line

A crushing defeat.

Qin Muyun's playstyle might not have been as hot-blooded or as tough as Tyranny's fans would have liked, but winning with such dominance was still something that they enjoyed. Thunderous cheers greeted Mo Fan as he left his booth.

It wasn't his first time fighting against Qin Muyun. Last time, it had been the group arena too. Qin Muyun's Negative Nine Degrees only had 11% of his health left, yet it took Mo Fan's Deception nearly half of his health to finish him off. It could be considered a loss for Mo Fan.

This time, the two started the fight at equal health, and in the end, Mo Fan suffered a crushing defeat.

31%.

Deception had only taken out 31% of Negative Nine Degrees' health when he fell. Putting it nicely, you could call it one third of his health.

It was another loss against Qin Muyun. When he returned to his seat, hints of unhappiness could be seen in his usual poker face.