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The players had yet to react. They were still staring intently at the slow-motion replay, engrossed in watching the battle between the two sides.
Including the hosts, everyone was shouting excitedly at the slow-motion footage. Most viewers in front of their televisions and video streams had failed to notice, because their screens were split in two: one small section showed the live battle, while the larger section showed the slow-motion replay.
Everyone watched the slow-motion replay with great interest. As for the live battle, they did not even dare glance at it. It was simply too fast for them to see clearly.
Still, some people were watching the live battle on the small screen. For example, a little girl who had been arguing to watch cartoons but was forced by her parents to watch the game tournament spoke up in a childish voice as her parents eagerly watched the slow-motion replay.
"Mom, why did the two people on the left screen stop, while the ones on the right are still fighting?"
For example, a middle-aged man who was uninterested in games and could not understand his children's obsession with them pointed at the small screen as he passed by and said, "The fight's already over. What are you all even watching?"
For example...
Of course, these were only a tiny, tiny handful of people. But after they noticed the issue, many people began flooding the livestream chats and sending messages to the television stations.
The hosts broadcasting frantically in various countries received the message from backstage through their earpieces. When they glanced at Lu Yang, who had long since been standing calmly off to the side waiting, their faces all reddened, followed by unbearable embarrassment.
Du Bin reacted the fastest. He burst into laughter and roared, "My God, viewers,