"This... this guy..."
Seeing that Wang Yu did not rush to attack but instead responded with a calm and mocking tone, the audience was momentarily taken aback.
At this moment, even a fool could see that Wade and Wang Yu were not on the same level as opponents; Wang Yu was toying with Wade in their one-on-one duel, much like a cat plays with a mouse.
It is known that among top-tier experts, the gap in strength is usually not that large.
The top players from various teams present all held high opinions of themselves, but unless there was a plete counter, no one would dare claim they could consistently defeat anyone else; otherwise, what would be the point of the petition?
Yet Wang Yu was now displaying an overwhelming advantage over Wade.
As an assassin, a profession known for agility, the technical and operational skills were evidently the highest among all professions. Wade, as such a skilled player, not only represented the pinnacle of assassins but also the operational limits of the entire game .
However, facing a significantly weaker brawler, Wade was being pletely dominated. This kind of scene was something no one even dared to imagine.
The mentality of the Free Team players was already somewhat crumbling; now, witnessing Wang Yu play with Wade like this, their feelings could only be imagined.
...
Wade was certainly not a fool. Although he was knocked down by Wang Yu and not as terrifying as in previous rounds, it was still very embarrassing for an expert.
But upon hearing Wang Yu's provocation, Wade quickly calmed down. After several exchanges, he had felt Wang Yu's unfathomable strength and realized Wang Yu's true intentions.
In the face of absolute strength, Wade felt utterly powerless. Continuing like this was meaningless; he would only be toyed with like a mouse.
There is a saying in China: "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated."
To directly kill an opponent would only cause physical harm, but to toy with them like Wang Yu was doing inflicted psychological damage.
Wade was the captain of the Free Team; if this continued, not only would the team's morale plummet, but Wade's status in the eyes of his teammates would also fall into a deep abyss.
"You win! I concede!"
Wade was also a decisive person. Realizing this, he simply gave up resistance, raised his hand, and signaled his surrender.
In the fourth round, the Crowd of Misfits team won.
As the match reached this point, the first match was nearing its end, with the Crowd of Misfits team leading overwhelmingly at 3-0, leaving their opponents far behind.
Looking at the scoreboard, the members of the Free Team felt a wave of helplessness rising from the depths of their hearts.
As top experts, everyone was incredibly confident in their own strength. Before the petition, the Free Team had imagined countless possibilities, even envisioning themselves conquering the Pantheon and winning the world championship.
But they never expected reality to be so heartbreaking; not only were they unable to contend with other top teams, but now even an amateur team was rubbing their faces in the dirt.
The higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment.
At this moment, the feelings of the Free Team members were akin to a phoenix losing a fight to a rooster, questioning life from the inside out.
In the fifth round, the Free Team didn't know who to send out.
What the hell were they supposed to do? Anyone who went up would either be utterly defeated or toyed with, and the best oute would be running around on stage and embarrassing themselves. This match offered no gaming experience at all.
However, just when the Free Team was unsure of who to send out for the fifth round, suddenly the captain of the Crowd of Misfits team, Wang Yu, stood up and loudly declared, "The Crowd of Misfits team is here for the world championship. It is an honor for you third-rate teams to pete with us. However, for the sake of friendship between our two nations, we don't want your record to look too dismal, so we'll intentionally let you have one round. In the final round, we will forfeit."
"I..."
Hearing Wang Yu's words, the members of the Free Team were left speechless.
The audience at the venue almost choked on their shock.
"What the hell, why does that sound so familiar?"
"Of course it sounds familiar! During the playoffs against the Arirang team, the Crowd of Misfits team also let one round go."
"Letting a round? How arrogant!"
"Exactly! These guys are so arrogant; otherwise, how could they dare say they came to win the world championship?"
...
Not only were the audience surprised, but the other teams present were also left bewildered by the Crowd of Misfits's behavior.
Especially the Kyushu team, which was also from China, was at a loss for how to express their feelings.
"Oh my god, no way
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