<h4>Chapter 535: The Grand Final (15)</h4>


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    Especially since Qiao Lian had been the one leading throughout the whole match...


    When they looked at her with enthusiasm and burning passion, she felt the heat and the pressure, as though she was teetering on the edge of a wok with boiling hot oil.


    She lowered her gaze and looked at her right hand.


    That numbing sensation was getting worse and even the slight trembling was bing a lot more obvious.


    <i>Hang in there.</i>


    <i>Qiao Lian, you have to hang in there. Perseverance will bring sess!</i>


    Qiao Lian took a deep breath and cheered herself.


    But even then, by the time they won the second round, her right hand was already shaking uncontrobly.


    She frowned. She knew that her condition was getting serious.


    Her right hand had never fully recovered. She had never been able to y for more than half an hour a time.


    Thest match had left her feeling quite exhausted. And this week she had not had enough time to rest and recover, so now this situation...


    Qiao Lian bit her lip.


    Looking at the team members all excited and in high spirits, she stood up and ced her fingers into her long sleeves. She mumbled, “I’m going to the restroom.”


    In the restroom.


    Qiao Lian extended her right hand.


    It was shaking involuntarily. She tried hard to control it without sess.


    There was no way she could continue to y like this.


    Her heart sank and a sense of depression appeared.


    Angrily, she mmed her fist against the counter top.


    And at this point, the restroom door was swung open and someone walked in. It was Purple Fairy.


    There was a look of happy surprise on her face as her gaze fell on Qiao Lian’s hand. “No wonder that you’ve never yed a match even though you’re Xiao Qiao. There’s something wrong with your hand! Hahaha! This time King Team wille in first, for sure!”


    Qiao Lian quickly hid her hand behind her. She frowned at Purple Fairy’s words. “Purple Fairy, even if my hands are crippled, it is easy for me to crush you guys!”


    Purple Fairy sneered, “Let’s wait and see then!”


    The both of them walked out of the restroom.


    Purple Fairy quickly returned to the venue and found the team captain. “When you yter, everyone, focus on attacking Forget Chuan!”


    When Qiao Lian returned to her team, she saw that the team members were all rubbing their fists and getting ready for the action. “Coach Qiao, it’s time for us to take revenge. Now is the chance for us to avenge what she had done to us!”


    Looking at the team, Qiao Lian suddenly felt dismayed.


    She knew that she wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.


    The match started.


    This time Qiao Lian chose a champion that wasn’t too difficult to maneuver.


    But the moment the fight started, she came up against difficulties that she had never experienced before.


    As though they had agreed on this beforehand, the opposing yers took turns to attack her.


    She had to focus fiercely and hold her breath, continuously maneuvering her champion in order to stay alive.


    But such intense ying was wearing her hand out.


    Until... during an important group battle...


    Her right hand suddenly lost control!


    To the extent that she could not even hold the mouse. There was no way she could keep ying!


    Before she could even execute her ultimate attack, she was killed.


    And then, with five enemy yers against their four, CQ Team was entirely wiped out!


    Su Penghao and the rest were stupefied.


    Everyone stared at the screen in disbelief. They turned to look at Qiao Lian and saw that her right hand was damaged. It was shaking uncontrobly, unable to even hold the mouse.


    “Coach, your hand!”


    Qiao Lian looked at her own hand, her face was ashen.


    She bit her lip and shouted, “Once more!”


    Su Penghao and the others suddenly understood what she meant and also understood why, even though she was Xiao Qiao, she had never yed alongside them during their training sessions.


    Their eyes reddened as they looked back at their screens.


    Su Penghao’s voice was hoarse and almost choking with emotion, “Coach Qiao, stay strong, even if we lose this game, we’ll do so with honour!”