Resist Fire Ring!
A rare fire-based magic that can repel all enemy units around the caster.
Mages, as a profession, fear being approached by lee classes the most; this Resist Fire Ring is definitely a nesis for lee Pugilists.
If it were a Warrior or sothing, they could still use skills like Rage Slash to harass from a distance, but a Pugilist, especially a monk, is notoriously short-ranged, relying entirely on close combat grabs and control techniques...
In the presence of a mage like Protheus, who has the Resist Fire Ring skill, Pugilists are thoroughly countered.
Vainglory, a skilled player himself, assessed the situation after one round and realized that his chances of winning were slim. Continuing to engage would only make it easier for him to be defeated.
After all, the damage output of a mage is far more terrifying than that of a Pugilist.
Thinking this, Vainglory didn't hesitate; he turned and executed a Burst Fist, making a run for it.
No matter how agile a Pugilist is, they still have an advantage over mages when it cos to escaping. Although Vainglory wasn't confident about winning against Protheus, he still managed to shake him off for now.
"Damn! I knew it wouldn't be that easy!"
Seeing Vainglory escape, the audience erupted in anger.
They had thought this kid could give the Crowd of Misfits Team so face, but who would have guessed he was so useless, opting to run away instead.
However, Protheus showed no sign of panic as Vainglory attempted to flee. He waved his staff downward, and two flas rose from the ground, enveloping Protheus's feet.
Then, quite leisurely, Protheus began to pursue.
The audience was astonished to see that while Protheus appeared to be walking normally, his speed was astonishingly fast, covering several ters in a single step, quickly closing in on Vainglory.
In a rush!
Fire-based auxiliary magic can significantly enhance the movent speed of a designated target for a certain period.
Mages naturally have an advantage in chasing due to their long reach.
"Divine Binding!"
Once he reached behind Vainglory, Protheus slamd his staff into the ground.
"Boom!!"
With a loud sound, a tall stone tablet rose from the ground, blocking Vainglory's path.
At the sa ti, Protheus raised his left hand, and five fire rings shot toward Vainglory.
Before Vainglory could evade, the five fire rings ensnared his limbs and neck, propelling him toward the stone tablet.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!"
Before Vainglory could react, the fire rings had transford into iron rings, pinning him against the stone tablet.
The iron rings were extrely secure; no matter how Vainglory struggled, it was futile.
After immobilizing Vainglory, Protheus spread his arms, summoning flas that transford into dozens of fire eagles to engulf Vainglory.
At that mont, a line of text flashed above Protheus's head—Awakening: Devouring Eagle!
The damage output of mages is indisputable, and Vainglory's health was already low; after a wave of ultimate damage, Vainglory was instantly defeated.
The Pantheon team easily won the first round.
This is the difference between amateurs and top professionals.
"This mage is quite dangerous."
Glancing at Protheus on the battlefield, Fearless frowned and said, "An output-type profession with such powerful auxiliary and control skills. This guy might be our primary target in the final match."
In , the classification of professional abilities is very clear.
Auxiliary classes are auxiliary classes; their output is definitely not high. Output classes are output classes; their control and auxiliary abilities are certainly not strong.
For control classes among artillery professions like mages, the ice mage is typically the go-to. Ice mages have always had relatively weak damage output.
However, as a fire mage, Protheus not only has considerable output but also strong auxiliary and control capabilities, which is indeed sowhat beyond imagination.
Not to ntion that one acceleration skill—if it's a single-target skill, that's one thing; but if it's a group-wide auxiliary buff, it would definitely have a decisive impact on team battles.
Allowing such a character to remain on the battlefield is truly irresponsible.
After Vainglory's defeat, a beam of light descended, and the next player from the Crowd of Misfits Team was Frost Blade.
With a flash of light, Frost Blade appeared on the battlefield.
As an experienced player, Frost Blade may not be the strongest, but he is aware of his own limitations, and his playstyle is naturally quite conservative.
Upon entering the arena, Frost Blade imdiately activated Stealth, disappearing before Protheus.
If Vainglory couldn't even get close, a cautious player like Frost Blade certainly wouldn't take the risk of provoking Protheus.
After entering Stealth, Frost Blade wasted no ti and ran straight into the depths of the forest.
The weakening of Stealth didn't deter Frost Blade's determination; with his speed, it was not difficult to exit Protheus's line of sight during the Stealth duration.
Though Protheus was fast, chasing soone requires a target; right now, he didn't even know where Frost Blade was, let alone which direction to pursue.
Moreover, the assassin class has always been a nesis for ranged fragile classes.
In Protheus's eyes, Frost Blade was a player who made it to the finals, so he should still retain so sense of honor.
In this situation, it was certain that he would sneak up from behind for a surprise attack.
However, Protheus's belief in the integrity of the Quan Zhen sect guaranteed his failure...
...
Seeing Frost Blade vanish, Protheus stood still, cautiously straining to hear the approaching footsteps of his opponent.
One second.
Two seconds.
Thirty seconds.
Sixty seconds.
Ti passed second by second, and Protheus silently counted the duration of Frost Blade's Stealth; yet, until the last second, he still didn't see Frost Blade appear.
"What's wrong with this guy...?"
Realizing that Frost Blade had already fled, Protheus almost cried.
He never expected that an assassin who made it to the finals would have no desire to win at all. How did such a mindset lead him to this point?
While Protheus was waiting for an attack, Frost Blade had already run far away, and now he himself didn't even know where he was. It was evidently impossible for Protheus to pursue him.
In desperation, Protheus submitted a draw request.
Frost Blade naturally knew he couldn't win against Protheus, and a draw was the outco he was hoping for.
When Protheus sent over the draw request, Frost Blade didn't hesitate to confirm it.
With a flash, the scene changed, and the two returned to their respective teams.
For Frost Blade, a draw was a victory, but for Protheus, drawing with such an opponent was indeed difficult to accept.
"How can these guys be like this? Is there no sense of competitive spirit at all?"
After leaving the arena, Protheus was still feeling down.
Psychological master Uranus quickly ca over to console him: "It's okay, you'll get used to it... We didn't lose anyway; the score is tied."
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