1-0!
26 consecutive victories.
Ye Xiu's record, still yet to be broken, reached a new high. Pan Lin and Li Yibo relished in the feeling as they discussed. To the side, Ruan Cheng chuckled along once or twice, in a sour mood.
The second battle of the individual round.
Demeter, Qiao Yifan, One Inch Ash.
Tiny Herb, Gao Yingjie, Kind Tree.
When the screen displayed the names of the next two players, these players preparing to go onstage were both stunned, and each instinctively turned to look toward the opposing team's player area.
In Team Tiny Herb, they had been the closest of partners. But one was in the sky, and one remained on the ground.
Qiao Yifan had always looked up to Gao Yingjie, admiring his talent, envying the attention and hope he received from the team. In comparison, Qiao Yifan had never been clear what kind of player he himself would turn out to be.
