It happened too suddenly. Feng Wan was astonished to find her own hand unable to cling to the wall. Despite her quickest reaction to increase the suction power, she still fell backward.
She crashed heavily onto the ground.
The score indicator kept signaling a ten-point deduction, urging her to stand up within three seconds.
But she couldn't get up; someone was stepping on her. With insufficient force value, Feng Wansha succumbed and was eliminated.
Lying there, her gaze met the smirking face of someone above, a guy from Xue Huiyi's team, whom Feng Wansha recognized.
"Despicable and shameless."
"As long as I win, what does a little despicableness matter?"
"Then you'd better keep winning with such tactics." Feng Wansha hadn't forgotten the broadcast message about relying on one's own efforts to survive.
The other party wasn't a fool either and clearly understood the broadcast's implication, "Doesn't matter. I don't have to win, as long as I can make my teammates win."
