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Before the competition began, Ji Zhiyao had thought so.

Yet, the third match lasted past 40 minutes and was still in a deadlock.

Ji Zhiyao stared unblinkingly at the screen, his lips pursed as he looked towards Xiao who had collapsed to the ground a few seconds before.

Qiang had suddenly appeared out of the bushes earlier and caught Xiao off-guard. Xiao hurriedly moved backwards and dodged, originally the movement of his fingers were very fast, but in the moment as he was about to break away from Qiang's range of attack, the actions of the assassin champion lagged for a second.

Qiang grabbed the chance and gave Xiao a fatal strike.

Ji Zhiyao frowned deeply.

From the close up that flashed by earlier, he clearly say the Xiao had swung his arm forcefully, as if he didn't feel too good.

Was his wrist injury acting up again?

Ji Zhiyao lifted his head. "Brother Ning, Brother Yuan Wei, Xiaofei, you guys caught that?"