In complete contrast to our mood, Vienna’s Sorrow and his team walked out of their battle rooms with ugly expressions on their faces. They had entered this competition with every intention of winning it, even going so far as to declare that they would keep both the champion trophy and the MVP title in Los Angeles. Unfortunately for them, we were the ones who had the last laugh.

The final result was displayed on the big screens already, followed by the reward each team would get according to their ranking.

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After we walked down the stage, Li Chengfeng ran up to me, hugged me and slapped my shoulder until I felt like a bone would break. "Hahaha, well fought, Lu Chen! Not only did you absolutely wreck Vienna’s Sorrow’s ass, you even fended off Breeze and Rain and God of War long enough for Beiming Xue to save you! You’re the only one in the entire world who could pull off such a feat!"

But Stranger of Three Lifetimes dumped a cold bucket on top of his head, saying, "Eh, he survived Breeze and Rain and God of War only because he had a slight equipment advantage. Also, didn’t Vienna’s Sorrow beat him during the second round? Even in the third round, he wasn’t...