[2] GLORY

Chapter 202.1 - 202.2

Chapter 202.1: Quiet, rest for a bit. Give my Close a chance to talk, okay?

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At this time, the audience in the live broadcast studio still didn't know what they were about to experience. They were excitedly shipping their CP, so dizzy and oblivious with happiness that they had even scared away a group of straight men--naturally, these people eventually came back in a hurry in order to see the prophecy emperor.

The BP segment for the second match ended in the time when they were drinking watermelon juice, and both sides entered the game.

In this match, Moonlit was still playing an assassin mage talent. He'd gotten the blade mage.

From its name, it was clear that it was a close combat talent.

The blade mage dealt magic attacks, but its weapon was a sharp dagger. It had a rare set of three movement skills that allowed it to burst in and harvest a sudden kill. While it was a mage position, it could be just as fierce as an assassin.

Fu Li had chosen a very unpopular mage talent--the poison mage.

The poison mage was strong, but it now resided amongst the benched talents and hadn't been seen in the arena for many years.

The commentators were surprised when they saw this talent, and concern for TPT was expressed both implicitly and explicitly in their words.

At first glance, the poison mage seemed very strong. Its skills were mainly focused on poison attacks that could break through defense and deal sustained damage. Its ultimate move, poison swamp, was an AOE skill with a wide range.

So why didn't professional players use such an amazing mage talent?

It was because it had limited adaptability, and its continuous damage could be avoided. The defense reduction wasn't useful against squishy c-positions, and poison swamp had a wide range that dealtt no damage against targets that weren't locked in place.

As a talent that didn't have any control skills, dealt unstable DPS, and didn't have any other functions, it wasn't strange for it to remain benched.

Wei Xiao also frowned when he looked at the poison mage. "Is TPT trying out a new routine?" He wasn't one to look down on Fu Li.

Lu Feng's thin lips shifted slightly.

The audience couldn't hear what he'd said, but Wei Xiao heard it. His eyes opened wide. "Is that so?"

Lu Feng nodded.

The scrolling comments were curious enough to die. "What did the great demon king say!"

"Why did he only say it to Quiet? I want to have Close whisper into my ear too!"

"Where are the masters of lip reading? Please come and translate it quickly."

There weren't any lip reading masters, but there were a bunch of lip reading guessers.

"I think the great demon king said 'I love you'."

"Nonsense, it's clearly 'little darling'."

"Nonono, my husband would only confess to me, so he must have said 'I love Little Fei!'"

The scrolling comments became the scene of multiple rounds of guesses.

Wei Xiao smiled like a fox. "I'll tell you guys what he said after the game."

Scrolling comments: "???"

"Why is he going to keep us guessing? Is it because we haven't sent out enough gifts?" 888 rockets flew across the screen.