In the first match, the Crowd of Misfits team continued to employ their usual three-pronged strategy, and as expected, they unleashed their strongest weapon, Wang Yu, in the third game.
The Pantheon side had anticipated this as well and did not deliberately select their players for the third round.
Everyone had witnessed Wang Yu's strength in the previous match; he could single-handedly suppress the full roster of the Holy Hall team, which included seven formidable players. Although the Pantheon players were strong, their individual strength was only slightly superior to that of the Holy Hall team. In terms of one-on-one bat, Wang Yu was undoubtedly the world's number one; no one present could rival him.
This was something the Pantheon players did not dare to doubt.
Given this, and knowing that they were destined to lose anyway, it didn't matter who they sent in, so Uranus pondered for a moment and decided to step onto the battlefield himself.
There was indeed a reason why Uranus could be the captain of the Pantheon.
The players in Pantheon were all renowned experts who valued their reputation greatly. Even though they knew Wang Yu was powerful and losing to him wouldn't be shameful, no one wanted to step up and get humiliated.
Uranus was well aware of this, so he took it upon himself to enter the arena, sparing his subordinates from the embarrassment. This action truly earned him more goodwill from others.
When the audience saw Uranus and Wang Yu appearing on the battlefield simultaneously, their faces lit up with anticipation.
There was no need to mention how strong Wang Yu was; regardless of whether the Crowd of Misfits team could win the championship this time, the title of the world's number one expert would definitely belong to someone else.
Uranus, known as the Light of the Firmament, was the captain of such an all-star super team like Pantheon. If the Pantheon players represented the gods, then Uranus was the lord of the gods... Being the leader of such powerful beings spoke volumes about his capability.
For these two to meet in the finals, and in a one-on-one battle no less, this clash could be considered an epic king's battle, a peak showdown between the previous generation's champion and the current generation's champion.
Such a high-level petition was, of course, worthy of everyone's attention.
For the audience, being able to witness this match was worth the price of admission alone.
Once they entered the arena, the two stood on the street.
Uranus wore a serious expression, as if facing a great enemy.
Wang Yu, on the other hand, had a calm demeanor, exuding an air of posure.
As the wind blew, the countdown for the match ended, and the battle began.
Wang Yu's gaze sharpened, and he leaped towards Uranus.
Just as everyone was eagerly watching the match unfold, Uranus instinctively took a few steps back upon seeing Wang Yu charge at him and quickly raised both hands, loudly declaring, "I concede!"
"Pfft!!"
Upon hearing Uranus's words, the audience collectively spat out a mouthful of blood.
What the hell is this? Everyone was waiting to see a fierce battle between you two, and you just concede?
It felt like finally getting a winning hand in mahjong, only for someone to kick over the table. The audience's emotions were understandable; they were ready to rush onto the field and pin Uranus down for a beating.
The not-yet-departed Kyushu team also wore confused expressions: "What the hell is Uranus doing? Wasn't he very arrogant when fighting us? Why does he look so timid when facing this guy?"
"It must be a psychological tactic
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