"Good, just like that, old buddy, don't give him a chance!"
Seeing that Slaughter was relentlessly pursuing Ling Longng, the mbers of the Holy Hall team were thrilled and cheered enthusiastically.
The audience couldn't help but feel a bit anxious for Ling Longng.
Archers are notoriously low on health and mana, and soone like Ling Longng, who relies on skills and positioning, clearly can't last for long.
Moreover, this girl is not as fierce as Yang Nuo; if Slaughter catches up to her, she is unlikely to escape death.
Although the crowd didn't have a great impression of the Crowd of Misfits team, many still found Ling Longng to be a decent-looking girl and were subjectively inclined to support her.
However, while everyone was worried about Ling Longng, she herself revealed a faint smile.
Ling Longng was able to weave through the forest thanks to her skills, so while her movent distance was a bit farther, skills have cooldowns, and there would be a brief mont of stiffness when using them.
Slaughter's mobility relied mainly on his jumping ability, which has no skill cooldowns. His jumps are very fluid; even though his movent distance isn't far, he can jump continuously without stopping.
In comparison, Slaughter's movent speed was actually higher than Ling Longng's, and he was gradually closing in on her.
Fortunately, as the one escaping, Ling Longng had the initiative; otherwise, she would have already been caught by Slaughter.
Thus, the two were leaping and darting through the forest, chasing each other. Although it was as boring as the previous matches with the sa old ga of hide-and-seek, this ti it was quite visually appealing.
Previously, it was a mindless chase without much skill involved; now, at least it added a parkour effect, which made it feel quite engaging.
However, since Ling Longng's speed was slightly lower, each ti Slaughter got close, she had to change direction.
Before long, their chase turned into running in circles around the forest.
Having watched enough parkour, the audience began to tire of it. When they saw the two starting to run in boring circles, they expressed their frustration: "This back-and-forth is just wasting ti; it would be better to surrender!"
After all, Ling Longng was using skills, and her mana bar would eventually run out. Getting caught was only a matter of ti; running in circles now was aningless.
"Can Old ng keep this up for thirty minutes?"
Even the Crowd of Misfits team mbers were feeling a bit overwheld by the situation.
The purpose of running to buy ti is to shake off the opponent and not give them a chance to kill you, but with an opponent chasing like a rabid dog, it was quite annoying.
Though everyone knew Ling Longng was fully invested in intelligence, giving her a long mana bar, this one skill was also quite mana-consuming. There was no way she could last thirty minutes.
It's important to note that Ling Longng isn't an agile archer; once her skills run out, she would be waiting to be finished off.
"I don't think she can last thirty minutes running away", Fearless waved his hand, "but Old ng clearly doesn't seem to want to run."
"Huh? Why do you say that?" Everyone asked in confusion.
"Didn't you notice?" Before Fearless could explain, Wang Yu pointed to Ling Longng in the arena: "Can't you see Old ng running in circles?"
"So what if she's running in circles?" Everyone looked puzzled again.
The reason Ling Longng was running in circles was that her speed wasn't enough, and she needed to change direction to shake off her pursuer.
"Don't you see the circles getting smaller?" Wang Yu asked again.
"This..." After Wang Yu's comnt, everyone finally realized the crux of the issue.
Logically speaking, running in circles wouldn't make the circles smaller; otherwise, the distance to the target would get closer, and the one running would surely end up in trouble. Ling Longng wasn't a fool; making the circles smaller was clearly a self-destructive behavior, yet she was doing just that, indicating she had a plan.
...
While the mbers of the Crowd of Misfits team were talking, the shrinking of Ling Longng's circles beca increasingly obvious.
"Oh dear... this girl is a bit foolish."
Seeing this, the audience collectively facepald and chuckled: "Who runs in circles like that? Isn't that just digging her own grave?"
"Wait!"
Rockabye, noticing the situation, couldn't help but exclaim, "This is bad; the circles are getting smaller, there's definitely a trick! Slaughter is about to be outsmarted!!"
It must be said that Rockabye had a keen eye and sharp thinking; as soon as he realized Ling Longng's circles were getting smaller, he imdiately grasped her intent.
However, those watching had clarity that the one in the situation lacked.
At that mont, Slaughter was completely focused on the escaping Ling Longng, only paying attention to the distance between them and completely unaware of how her circles were shrinking.
At this point, Slaughter was getting closer to Ling Longng, and he was too happy to notice anything else.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ling Longng's circle shrank to its limit.
Finally, the distance between the two was less than three ters!
Ling Longng's figure flashed as she jumped from the tree to the ground.
"Haha! Finally out of mana, right?"
Seeing this, Slaughter felt a surge of joy and raised his greatsword to co crashing down.
After chasing for so long, Slaughter had been counting the number of tis Ling Longng used her displacent skill; from start to now, she had used it sixty-four tis.
For an archer, her mana was terrifying; however, an archer is still an archer, and the mana bar will eventually run out. Sixty-four skills was undoubtedly Ling Longng's limit.
"Hehe!"
Unexpectedly, as Slaughter descended from the sky, Ling Longng showed no sign of panic; instead, she smiled faintly and took a step back.
"Snap!"
At that mont, a crisp sound rang out, and Slaughter suddenly felt a weight under his feet, realizing he had stepped into a trap without noticing.
"?"
Slaughter looked at the trap beneath him with a cold smile and asked Ling Longng in broken Mandarin, "Is this your final move?" (The team leader is ng Xi, so it's not surprising that the players from the Holy Hall team speak Mandarin.)
"That's right!"
Ling Longng put away her crossbow, resting her right hand on her shoulder while her left hand cupped her chin, smiling alluringly, "What? Do you have a problem with that?"
"Hmph!" Slaughter snorted coldly, "You underestimate too much!"
After all, Slaughter was a top-tier Warrior; the thought that a re trap could catch him was indeed a bit laughable.
As he spoke, Slaughter suddenly exerted force under his feet, shattering Ling Longng's trap, and then he leaped up, swinging his weapon down toward her.
Ling Longng did not dodge or avoid; her right hand opened and closed as she shouted, "Gather!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"
Accompanied by her command, countless shadowy figures suddenly surged from all directions, imdiately binding the leaping Slaughter tightly in midair like a long snake.
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