Speaking of being rare, he just remembered that the Ragnarok he belonged to was quite the oddity, not only having key players like Mulan and Dill, but even Soul Fingerprint herself was female. With her skills, she must have been the soul of the team back in the day.

And he recalled another lady who was also a main player, none other than the Alchemist from the Ancient Tower he had crossed paths with a few times, the Korean young girl Vikki.

When he thinks about it like this, maybe it's not so uncommon?

Yet as a main player, there isn't much to introduce; according to Soul Fingerprint, the main players of Elite were students of Virus, versatile and almost without weaknesses.

Furthermore, Virus, of course, had more than one student, and the members Elite sent to this exhibition match were certainly not core members. In fact, Ragnarok and Silver Weslan were the same; in professional guilds like these, the level of personnel involved in a competition of a certain level is not arbitrarily designated—

The career of professional Invokers is very short, and time is very valuable.

As for the remaining two, they should be the opponents of Dill and Cui Yu.

It's somewhat baffling, Elite, besides "Past Years" having a specialized domain, the other three are all-rounders—of course, there may be some slight differences in specific areas, but in other teams, they would all be main players.

A team with three main players, "Past Years" himself is also skilled in three domains, including a unique skill in Flexible Construct. What kind of team can be a favorite for the championship, just take a look at Elite's lineup and you'll understand.

Fang Hong saw that everyone was a bit silent for a moment and couldn't help but encourage them: "Don't worry, we're not completely without a chance."

"Enough with the empty talk," Liuli Yue replied.

Fang Hong looked at this guy speechlessly: "..."

After finalizing the tactics, the field on the other side was finally set up, and only then did the staff come up to inform them that they could enter.

At this point, the other fields on the competition ground had all been dismantled, leaving only the final match arena. Unlike before, the area around the arena was now jam-packed with people, and nearly all eyes were fixed on the arena.

Faced with such a scene, not to mention Dill and Cui Yu, even Fang Hong couldn't help but feel a bit nervous for a moment.

Only Liuli Yue seemed completely unfazed. When the staff set up the time crystal for the first match, he didn't need any reminders and walked forward as if no one else was there.

And sure enough, the opponent was the player known as "Past Years." The opponent was a bit shocked to see Liuli Yue and couldn't help but chuckle, then curiously asked: "Liuli Yue, is it really you?"

Liuli Yue didn't even glance at him, treating the opponent as nothing but dust on the ground, ignoring him completely.

However, "Past Years" called out to him: "Wait a minute, aren't you with Silver Forest Spear, why are you helping Ragnarok compete? Or are you too weak and got kicked out by Silver Forest Spear? What's a Combat Artisan like you doing in this competition?"

Liuli Yue finally stopped, glanced at him sideways, and replied with a standard answer: "None of your damn business."

In the distance, Fang Hong couldn't help but hold his forehead upon hearing this; his team member's manners were too poor.

"Ha," "Past Years" wasn't angry, smiling cheekily: "You can have your verbal advantage for now, just wait and see how I crush you later."

Liuli Yue's response was very straightforward: "NMSL."

The square was in an uproar.

"Past Years" was furious, hurriedly turning around to shout at the referee: "He's making a personal attack!"

The staff was speechless; this was Eteliria, the arenas here weren't as refined as those on Earth—there were some courtesies among nobles, but these didn't apply to commoners. Besides, the Continental League wasn't under the jurisdiction of the Super Competitive League.

The staff could only wave at him, indicating that his opponent had already entered the arena, and telling him to stop talking nonsense and not to waste time on the field.

"Past Years" was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead, determined to teach his opponent a lesson—though Liuli Yue could beat ten of him in Combat Artisan—he chose literature over martial arts back then because he was beaten so badly on the field, and now both old and new grudges surged in his heart.

Fortunately, in the field of craftsmanship, he considered himself capable of beating ten Liuli Yue.

The anger in his heart seemed to turn into motivation, and "Past Years" felt that this time on the field, he performed extraordinarily well, even exceeding expectations.

He finished the production in just fifteen minutes, then waited for the staff to check his work.

In a moment, the scores of both sides were displayed on the scoreboard.

The square fell silent for a moment.

But the silence wasn't unexpected, rather it was as predicted.

The judges gave "Past Years" a score of 91, considering the increased difficulty of the competition, this score was already quite terrifying. On the other side, Liuli Yue's score barely maintained in the 80 range, at just 80.5.

91 to 80.5, a difference of more than ten points.

This aligned with the audience's expectations; Elite versus Ragnarok, wasn't it just a one-sided beatdown?

Upon receiving his score, "Past Years" eagerly wanted to mock his opponent, but upon approaching, Liuli Yue was nowhere in sight, his spot already empty. "Damn it!" "Past Years" cursed under his breath, feeling that seven to eight tenths of his victory joy had vanished.

This guy was so shameless!

Too cunning!

He could only walk off the field, feeling dispirited.

Though the first round seemed to spark some real fire between the opponents, which was somewhat unexpected for the audience. Initially, they thought this match wouldn't be interesting, but now there was some curiosity. However, this interest was mostly based on wanting to see one side get thoroughly trounced by the other.

Not that anyone said it aloud in the square, but at least the commentators and guests in the livestream room all let out a big sigh of relief, as they wouldn't need to force a chat to fill time.

The second match, the main event.

As the friction in the first round whetted everyone's appetite, people became even more curious about how this match would unfold. As for the competition topic, it had long been set, the Magic Guided Conductor, and the Crystal Stabilizer.

This was a very unique type of Magic Guided Conductor. It's not an immediate-use weapon, armor, or tool with plugin, but an auxiliary piece of equipment for Magicians, used on a multi-elemental Magic Guided Wand to balance the elements.

This item was primarily for special purposes, and only certain schools of thought used it, much like the thermal balance instrument of the Overload Stream that Fang Hong encountered once at the Traveler's Rest. But in Eteliria, there's a general principle—the more niche the Magic Guided Conductor, the harder it is to make.

This was quite a difficult challenge; although the production level was only eighteen or so, even a Level 25 craftsman might not necessarily succeed in making this item. Bringing this topic to the table was clearly a move to embarrass Ragnarok.

And as soon as this topic was announced, the square was abuzz with excitement, as anticipation grew—so many teams had been eliminated with varying scores, but a team failing to complete the other's challenge had never occurred before.

And this was during the main event, if one main player couldn't finish their piece in such a prominent competition, it would be terribly embarrassing.

Of course, when people thought of the main player who might embarrass themselves, they naturally had someone in mind, specifically pointing to Ragnarok's main player, or in other words, Fang Hong.

The only ones disagreeing with this notion were probably the viewers at the Wandering Horse livestream room. Although they didn't think Ragnarok could beat Elite, they had plenty of confidence in Fang Hong.

Laughter spread about how Elite might be in for a surprise this time.

As for Fang Hong himself, he actually felt nothing. If Elite dared to choose this topic, it meant they certainly had the strength, using hard power for a head-to-head match, this coincided with his plan perfectly.

Whether he could make it?

Fang Hong had never considered this an issue.

But just before he took the stage, Soul Fingerprint suddenly pulled him aside: "Wait."

"What is it, Senior Sister Soul?"

"Don't score 98.5 again."

"Why?"

Soul Fingerprint rolled her eyes, thinking that even a fool could tell something was up if he kept scoring 98.5.

And upon hearing her explanation, Fang Hong suddenly realized, nodded, and said: "I understand."

Though the main event seemed fierce, the process was actually not long. The Crystal Stabilizer was considered a mid-sized Magic Guided Conductor, but both main players had incredibly quick hands, soon completing their respective pieces; the staff went up to check, then announced the scores for both Elite and Ragnarok.

But when Fang Hong's score came out, the arena fell completely silent.

Even Soul Fingerprint was at a loss for words for a long time.

Ragnarok, Ade, 98.6 points.

Elite, Shui Wuming, 96.1 points.

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