Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

The excitement caused by Zhang Jiale's amazing performance quickly faded, and everyone watched the scene before them with tension.

"Damn it, I've been caught in close combat..." Zou Yuan clenched his fists tightly, watching the scene unfold on the field.

Ammunition experts are not without close-combat abilities. Moreover, Zhang Jiale himself is the developer of the ammunition expert's dual close-range and long-range combat style. Even when facing some weaker close-combat classes, he can suppress his opponents through skillful maneuvering.

However, having just exhausted most of his physical strength, his mental state was affected, and he was extremely tired. His opponent was Kim Tae-min, a titled fighter and a judoka who was almost the ceiling of close combat...

Even the most fervent supporters don't believe Zhang Jiale can pull off a comeback.

Even Zhang Jiale himself thought so.

"Big Sun, I reckon we'll have to go this time." Zhang Jiale laughed, rolling and dodging, trying his best to avoid the judoka's grab from behind. His attempt to dodge was blocked, and if he tried to break through to the left, it would basically be suicide...

On the right, there was simply nowhere to retreat.

If you stop to reload, the enemy will close in and take control.

Zhang Jiale tried his best to dodge, looking extremely disheveled.

"Hold on for another twenty seconds."

“This isn’t something I can just stick to as long as I want. You need to discuss it with the other side. Alright, I won’t waste any more time. Next, I will seize the opportunity to provide you with as much support as possible and take them both out of shape, understand?” Zhang Jiale laughed.

Just hold on for another five seconds.

His hands began to sting, but Zhang Jiale's eyes were filled with a completely crazed light.

five seconds...

It was very short, but it was also very long.

The previously laid Claymore mines were effective, followed by the Mechanic's low-level skill, Bouncing Mine, which bought a little more time.

Compress all potential to its limit...

"Zhang Jiale is still holding on! He's still holding on! Dodge, keep dodging! There's no need to think about counterattacking now! Get out of here! As long as we're alive, we can always fight again! At worst, we can just kite him! Pedro below is already showing signs of weakness, we just need to hold on a little longer, hang in there, Zhang Jiale!" Pan Lin had completely turned into a brainwashed fan, roaring with all his might.

Li Yibo's eyes kept following Da Mengxianjue on the field, his fists clenched tightly, also hoping for a miracle.

but……

"It's irreversible." Su Muqiu closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

“Brother Jiale, he has already given up on the possibility of survival…” Li Wen said in a low voice, “But he has staked everything he has left on…”

"Grandson, the final ripple!"

Five seconds have passed.

Zhang Jiale's lips curled up in a smile.

Mammon's skill [Dual Control] only has one level and can only reduce the cooldown of the selected skill, but that's... enough.

Zhang Jiale laughed, and with a sudden realization, he raised his hands upwards, unleashing flowers of destruction towards the sky.

[Random Thunder]!
The moment the skill was released, Da Meng Xian Jue's arms were completely grabbed by the judoka.

Backstab!
Okay, okay, fine, go ahead and play... Zhang Jiale completely relaxed. If he weren't still under the camera's view, he would have already taken his hands off the keyboard.

He had given up all his last bit of strength. Although the level one dual control could reduce the cooldown time, it would also increase the original mana consumption. Now, he could be said to be close to exhaustion.

Even if my brain, which is now starting to become sluggish, could seize the opportunity, it would be too late for me to act.

Zhang Jiale looked at Kim Tae-min's judo skills and couldn't help but feel envious.

"Youth is truly wonderful..."

……

"Damn it! Kim Taemin, what are you doing!" Pedro cursed angrily. "How come the opponent can still use random mines even when you're controlling them! Didn't you say before the match that you were confident you could block all of his random mines?"

"Shut up," Kim Taemin said coldly. "We can intercept them, but Da Meng Xian Jue will escape, and unnecessary variables will occur afterward. Hold on, don't tell me you can't even last thirty seconds?"

"It was definitely fine before, but how the hell am I supposed to handle this now?!"

Upon hearing Kim Tae-min's reminder, Pedro immediately retreated, and a series of ghostly formations crashed down, forming a blockade that firmly blocked Zai Shui Yi Xia's path.

Hold on, hold on! Once that bastard Kim Tae-min takes care of the ammunition expert, victory will still be ours!
Pedro gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and the tombstone fell from the sky.

He could no longer see where the opponent, Zai Shui Yi Xia, was located. He could only use the Ghost Array to slow down the opponent's offensive, and then use area-of-effect skills to pressure the opponent's already low health, making Zai Shui Yi Xia hesitant to attack...

Because of the impact of the stun grenade, even with the Scarlet Queen's furious roar, Pedro was unable to pinpoint Zai Shui Yi Xia's location by sound. He could only resort to foolish methods to delay any potential attacks within the smoke.

Damn it, Kim Taemin, hurry up!

[The Dreamer is Out!]
It's finally done...

not good? !
Pedro's pupils contracted. In the instant he relaxed due to the news of his elimination, a figure rushed in, enveloped in thick fog. A blood-red light covered his body, and like a crimson chariot, he ruthlessly rammed the Ghost Swordsman, who was in the center of the ghost formation, away!

Sun Zheping had been waiting for this moment, waiting for Pedro to relax after the pressure in his heart had reached its limit!
This should be the last bit of strength Zhang Jiale gave him.

In that instant, neither the Ghost Step nor the parry had a chance to be used. The heavy sword was raised, and Crimson Queen and Summer Sleeper boldly carried Pedro's body upwards!

"A rising dragon?! A rising dragon at this time?" Huang Shaotian exclaimed, "Good heavens, is Da Sun planning to take care of these two at the same time!"

No one responded to Huang Shaotian's words; everyone watched the scene unfold with tension.

Stepping onto the landing point at the end of the rising dragon, he leaned forward, leaped up again, and his rising body crashed into Pedro in the air.

[Mountain Collapse Strike] takes to the air once more!
The moment she landed, her body twisted slightly, and crimson light extended the Scarlet Queen's blade...

【Blood Shadow Mad Blade】!
He suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled it into his heart, then abruptly flung it away.

[The Sword of Blood and Qi]!
From beginning to end, Sun Zheping's perspective was never focused on Pedro in the sky; his eyes were always fixed on... Kim Taemin!

Pedro is out!
“Pedro is a piece of trash,” Dominic said coldly, showing no concern whatsoever, only utter disdain for Pedro.

"Well, I'm completely terrified by that berserker. That's how my life will be..." Harrison yawned and shrugged. "I can't have too high expectations for him. He's hopeless. He'll only put pressure on his teammates and is of no use..."

The members of the US team's bench exchanged glances. Although Pedro's performance was indeed a bit poor, they still felt somewhat resentful seeing their teammate being criticized like that.

However, still no one spoke up for Pedro.

"Well, at least we won this match." Matthew breathed a sigh of relief and smoothed things over. The Berserker had already used both of his advanced ranged skills, so he would be limited to melee combat for quite some time.

The duration of that silver weapon is almost over, the berserk buff is almost gone, and his health is almost gone. Under these circumstances, how can he fight against the judoka...?

The American team completely relaxed.

As long as we win.

With only 7% of his health remaining, and under the combined effects of various Berserker buffs, Pedro's health was instantly wiped out by two consecutive high-level skills.

While it was indeed exhilarating to bring his teammate to his side and instantly kill him, Zai Shui Yi Xia's condition had indeed dropped to a low level, and no one believed that Zai Shui Yi Xia could still turn the tables in this situation.

Apart from……

"Crush them, Da Sun!" Zhang Jiale's eyes were filled with excitement. "You can do it, right? Don't fucking let me down!"

of course.

Seemingly anticipating Zhang Jiale's thoughts, Sun Zheping silently answered in his heart, his veins bulging slightly on his hands.

The moment Pedro's body fell, obscuring Kim Tae-min's vision before he could react, a crimson hand reached directly for Kim Tae-min's judo skills!
Pan Lin, who was about to announce the results with regret, suddenly shut his mouth and stared blankly at the blood pool next to Zai Shui Yi Xia on the stage, which brought Kim Tae Min to his side.

Crash!

With a slight spin, the Crimson Queen used the terrifying force to slam Kim Taemin into the gap!
And there, the negative status effect caused by the random lightning has not yet been removed!

"How many seconds are left? How many seconds are left!" Xiao Shiqin stared intently at the field, repeatedly asking the question.

He no longer wanted to calculate the problem; for the first time in a long time, he was unwilling to see through the situation and instead completely immersed himself in the game, following the figure on the field.

No one answered Xiao Shiqin's question, because neither did the others.

Berserk duration, Crimson Queen's Hair duration, plus the final duration of the Lightning Bolt...

Sun Zheping laughed.

In fact, after recovering from his hand injury, Sun Zheping seemed to be giving his all in every game, and his performance in each game was close to the level before his hand was injured.

But Sun Zheping had always had a vague feeling that... he could go even further.

However, Sun Zheping never dared to try to cross that line.

This is a psychological barrier, much like how most athletes who have injured their legs are afraid to run hard again.

Sun Zheping even went to see his former attending physician to check on the recovery of his hands. Even though the doctor had told him many times that his hands had fully recovered, and were even better than before, the shackles formed by his own psychological factors firmly restricted Sun Zheping to his former peak.

However, it was only the peak.

There will always be a moment when a person is willing to give up everything for one thing.

Sun Zheping laughed freely, and his movements suddenly became more agile. To everyone's disbelief, he unleashed the Triple Slash!
The first strike led the opponent into the area of ​​poison cloud grenades and frost grenades.

Without any pause, the second strike was released almost instantly, the same moment the first strike was released.

This area...

Before anyone could even notice, the third strike, the final upward slash, had already been unleashed!
Three strikes, absorbing all the negative buffs in the area covered by the chaotic lightning!

[Raging Blood Tide]! Then, with the Crimson Queen's final roar, the Swordsman's low-level general skill, [Consecutive Thrust], was unleashed!
Along with the final cross slash, it squeezed out the last bit of mana!

The last bit of kinetic energy spun past, carrying the body that wanted to sleep for another summer, and rushed backward.

As the smoke completely dissipated, the judoka, who had been standing there in a daze, seemed to come alive again, rushing towards Ichika and grabbing at the figure's back...

【glory】!
The entire room fell silent. Pan Lin had just closed his mouth and was about to open it again. His brain had processed the previous information and he wanted to speak again, but his tongue and teeth started fighting.

But ignoring the pain, Pan Lin stared blankly at the scene before him.

The outstretched hand fell limply to the ground the moment it touched Zai Shui Yi Xia's back, and the judoka collapsed lifeless.

“Let… hiss, ah…” Pan Lin finally realized what was happening, but he could no longer speak coherently.

Li Yibo quickly chimed in, "Let us congratulate...the Huaxia team's Sun Zheping and Zhang Jiale for winning the doubles match for us."

Instantly, cheers erupted in the arena as everyone chanted the names of Fan Hua Xue Jing, Sun Zheping, and Zhang Jiale.

The noise outside the stadium contrasted sharply with the quiet inside the stands.

Sun Zheping looked down at his hands, which were not trembling at all. He raised his hands and clenched them tightly, and they were still as strong as ever.

Click.

Inside, something seemed to have broken, and Sun Zheping felt a sense of relaxation that he didn't usually experience.

Sure enough, it was just psychological...

Sun Zheping smiled and said it was just an illusion.

However, what we see before us is not an illusion.

[This is all there is to Sun Zheping... Can he trust what the system's products are? I don't know about his brain right now, but in terms of hand speed and operation, he's not much worse than Xiao Wen and Sun Xiang, that idiot. He's just scaring himself all along...] Su Muqiu muttered, touching his nose to hide the fact that he also thought Sun Zheping was going to fail.

Li Wen smiled. Although the system had always been with Mu Qiu and seemed to have little presence, everything that could be exchanged there was guaranteed...

"Damn it, I'm still a bit out of it..." Sun Xiang muttered under his breath, "It's a good thing I'm not playing Berserker anymore, otherwise, with Sun Zheping around, I'd always be on the defensive..."

"It really is terrifying... What are you laughing at?" Tang Hao frowned and looked at Fang Rui. This bastard was mocking him.

"No, no, no, don't misunderstand. I just suddenly remembered that... that awesome Berserker, another titled player, from our team." Fang Rui laughed arrogantly, "From now on, you're not allowed to raise your voice at me, or I'll have Brother Sun kill you!"

……

Sun Zheping looked at Fang Rui, who was arguing with Tang Hao and Sun Xiang, somewhat speechless.

"Don't you feel a little tempted to kill him first?" Zhang Jiale asked, winking.

“A little.” Sun Zheping nodded, a helpless smile on his face.

The final score is 5 to 3.

(End of this chapter)