"This... this this this..."
The audience was so shocked that they were left speechless.
After several matches, the image of Fearless in everyone's mind was that of a shaless self-destructing priest, with no technical skills to speak of.
But just now, his casting ti and angle were so precise that he was hardly inferior to this group of god-level experts.
No one expected this priest to have such skills.
"Die!"
Seeing that Fearless had just irritated him at a crucial mont, the mbers of the Pantheon did not go easy on him; Apollo raised his hand, and a row of daggers pierced Fearless's body.
"Boom!"
Flas erupted, and Fearless was instantly killed.
At this mont, only Wang Yu remained from the Crowd of Misfits Team on the battlefield.
"Truly the strongest team in the world!"
As he faced the nine mbers of the Pantheon, Wang Yu stood calmly in place, exuding an overwhelming aura. Although he hadn't moved, everyone from the Pantheon felt a wave of pressure sweeping over them.
"Stop talking nonsense! It's just you now, hurry up and surrender!" Zeus shouted from the back of the group, holding his staff.
"Surrender? Heh!"
Wang Yu leisurely rolled up his sleeves, his clothes moving as if stirred by an invisible wind.
"I didn't co here to surrender; I ca to take the championship!"
As soon as he said the word "championship", Wang Yu's figure flickered and disappeared from everyone's sight. By the ti the last word was spoken, he had already reappeared at the back row of the Pantheon.
"???"
Before Zeus could react, Wang Yu's large hand was already on his neck, fingers clenched, and with a twist of his wrist.
Dragon Claw Hand of the Dragon Subduing Technique.
"Crack!"
Zeus's neck was instantly snapped.
As a mage, Zeus's health wasn't high, and Wang Yu's attack targeted a vital spot. A beam of white light rose, and Zeus was dead.
Seeing this, the assassin Loki beside Zeus drew his dagger and lunged at Wang Yu's back.
Wang Yu did not dodge; he reached back with his right hand, fingers curling, and a golden light transford into a dragon claw that caught Loki's wrist.
Dragon Subduing Technique: Dragon Capture Skill.
Loki was involuntarily pulled from behind to in front of Wang Yu.
Then, Wang Yu raised his knee.
"Bang!"
His knee collided with Loki's face.
Dragon Subduing Technique: Dragon Fall Attack.
A knee strike is already a powerful move for a martial artist, and with the enhancent from the Dragon Subduing Palm, its power was doubled. Loki let out no sound as he was killed instantly.
"Scatter!"
Seeing Wang Yu take down two people with a re flick of his hand, the mbers of the Pantheon finally understood what it ant to be on a different level of strength.
In reality, one might have a chance to outsmart such opponents, but in the ga, life is infinite, and the sa moves won't work on the sa person twice.
Even if one could win temporarily with a surprise attack against such opponents, the gap in strength could never be bridged.
At this mont, Wang Yu had activated the Dragon Subduing Palm state and was unstoppable; none of the others present stood a chance.
To win the match, there was only one option: to scatter and flee.
After all, the Pantheon had a significant lead in points; as long as two of their mbers survived to the end, they would win.
With a command, the remaining seven mbers of the Pantheon imdiately scattered like birds taking flight, running in all directions.
"Want to run?"
Wang Yu narrowed his eyes, his figure flickering as he appeared behind Protheus, crushing him underfoot, and then he flashed again, appearing behind Poseidon, grabbing him and throwing him toward Apollo not far away.
Then, he flashed again above the two of them, fingers spread wide, unleashing a massive dragon-shaped energy wave from above.
Dragon Subduing Technique: The Dragon Cos with Regret.
The energy wave descended, obliterating Apollo and Poseidon into ashes, while Wang Yu had sohow already appeared behind Ares, delivering a series of rapid kicks to the back of Ares's head.
"Bang!"
A dull thud echoed.
Ares was killed with a single kick.
Before the white light faded, Wang Yu once again flashed, disappearing in front of another player.
Flash, disappear!
Flash, disappear!
In total, he executed six consecutive kills, with his final flash appearing right in front of Athena.
"N-No… it's impossible!"
Seeing Wang Yu continuously use the flash ability eight tis in a row, everyone was dumbfounded.
Everyone knew about the flash skill; as a survival and pursuit technique, it had a particularly long cooldown ti, typically at least a minute.
But Wang Yu had used it eight tis in succession—how could that be possible without cheating?
Not to ntion the ordinary spectators, even the mbers of the Crowd of Misfits Team were astonished.
Unlike the ordinary audience's surprise, the mbers of the Crowd of Misfits Team knew that Wang Yu had a consecutive flash skill called the Nine Flashes of the Cloud Dragon. However, this skill was extrely mana-intensive; each ti it was cast, mana consumption doubled as a percentage, and even with Wang Yu's infinite mana, he could only use it six tis. Yet now he had used it eight tis—what the hell was going on?
"It's the Dragon Subduing Palm!"
Just as everyone was puzzled, Fearless suddenly said, "The Dragon Subduing Palm state on Old Bull hasn't expired."
"That makes sense!"
After Fearless's explanation, everyone finally understood what was happening.
In the Dragon Subduing Palm state, all of Wang Yu's skills had zero mana cost, including the Nine Flashes of the Cloud Dragon.
In a zero-cost state, using the flash eight tis was perfectly reasonable; in fact, using it nine tis would also be within expectations.
So it turned out that the full power of the Nine Flashes of the Cloud Dragon could only be unleashed in the Dragon Subduing Palm state.
...
Whether it was the four-stage transformation of the Dragon Subduing Palm or the Nine Flashes of the Cloud Dragon, these were Wang Yu's ultimate techniques that he had been forced to use, demonstrating the extraordinary strength of the Pantheon mbers.
Of course, even so, this was as far as their strength went.
At this mont, on the battlefield, only Wang Yu and Athena remained, and the outco was obvious.
Athena raised her shield, trying to make a final stand, but Wang Yu stepped forward and instantly appeared at her side, pressing down on both of her ears from behind and twisting them to the side.
"Crack!"
Athena's neck was also directly snapped by Wang Yu.
With the Pantheon eliminated, only Wang Yu remained on the battlefield.
System Notification: In the third match, the Crowd of Misfits Team wins with a score of 10 to 9, earning an additional ten points.
The total score for the matches is 23 to 18, with the Crowd of Misfits Team erging victorious.
S1 World Professional League, concluded!
Champion: Crowd of Misfits Team!!
...
Looking at the empty battlefield, the audience fell silent. After an unknown amount of ti, the entire stadium erupted into deafening cheers.
"We won!"
"We really won!"
"Crowd of Misfits Team is aweso!!"
"This little team actually fought their way to victory, successfully slaughtering the gods!"
"It's simply unbelievable..."
Unbelievable was the heartfelt sentint of everyone regarding this match.
Including various professional teams, no one had expected that even a strong team like the Pantheon would ultimately fall to the Crowd of Misfits Team, or more precisely, to Wang Yu.
"Damn! I really can't accept this!"
At this mont, the most conflicted team was naturally the Kyushu Team. Winning the championship was sothing to be celebrated, but what was frustrating was that this championship wasn't theirs!
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