"What weakness do I have?" Terry demanded angrily.
Lu Yang said, "Your reaction speed is 0.2 seconds slower than that of a top player like me."
The players watching inside and outside the arena erupted in an uproar.
Du Bin asked in surprise, "How did you know?"
Lu Yang said, "My reaction speed can reach 0.3 seconds, while his is 0.5 seconds. It may only be 0.2 seconds, but in my eyes, his movements are like slow motion. The moment he raises his hand, I know what he is about to do. If I hadn't wanted him to hit me, I could have easily dodged every targeted skill he used. So aside from provoking me and making me lose my cool, you had no way of posing any threat to me."
He decided to expose Terry's true colors. A player who cursed like that simply did not deserve to compete on Second World's top one-on-one stage. He was completely disgracing the game, and his behavior disgusted the other competitors as well. Cursing was not something someone under the spotlight should do.
Terry panicked. He had not expected Lu Yang to see through him after fighting just one match against him. "No, I didn't. You're talking nonsense. Nonsense!"
Lu Yang said, "There's no need for me to say anything else. Next year, you definitely won't make it into the world's top hundred. You'll struggle to even make the top hundred in your own country. Goodbye."
Du Bin understood what Lu Yang meant and had the security guards drag Terry away. Terry cursed all the way, but it had no effect on Lu Yang whatsoever.
Many spectators had followed Terry's matches all along. Thinking back on them now, they realized Lu Yang was telling the truth, and they immediately began to look