Translator: _Min
Meng Xue was stunned, a bit slow to react. âWhat?â
âIt seems you donât know.â Chi Yu pursed his lips, his gaze sharp. âDidnât you say that you taught her gaming skills?â
This sentence made Meng Xueâs scalp almost explode.
She broke out in a cold sweat on her back. âI⦠I taught her how to play as a bard. She did ask me how to play the bard at the time.â
Chi Yu glanced at her, his voice faint. âLetâs go have lunch at noon.â
Meng Xue breathed a sigh of relief. âMhmm.â
But next, Si Fuqing demonstrated to everyone what it meant to be strong against the strong, and weak against the weak.
In a total of six elimination rounds, she even faced Tracy, but still won âsafely without dangerâ.
She made it all the way to the final, competing against Erwin for the championship.
Someone specifically made a comparison video of Si Fuqingâs two matches against Tracy and Meng Xue.
Without exception, it was a crushing slaughter.
[Meng Xueâs fans, stop boasting your e-sports girl persona, how can you boast when compared to Si Fuqing?]
[Si Fuqing is really low-key. If it were any other celebrity with this gaming skill, it would have been spread all over the internet by now, but she hasnât leaked a word.]
[Anyone still a fan of Meng Xue now is either brain-dead or blind.]
The e-sports girl image that Meng Xue had painstakingly built for two years collapsed directly.
All the fans who were originally attracted by her gaming skills unfollowed her, along with some backlash.
Meng Xue didnât dare to answer her agentâs phone calls, nor did she dare to go online to read the comments.
How did things turn out like this?!
Her gaze fell on a bottle of red wine on the dining table. When she lifted her head, she was taken aback. âWhereâs Si Fuqing?
Chi Yu paused for a moment, then said tactfully, âWhat are you looking for her for? You canât beat her, just give up.â
This sentence hit Meng Xueâs sore snot directly-
She suddenly stood up and rushed out of the venue.
She couldnât beat Si Fuqing, but she had a way to deal with her.
Outside the venue, in a car.
The car was equipped with everything, there was a refrigerator, and a table filled with delicious food.
Most eye-catching was the cheese fried chicken hot pot.
Feng San took out a case of coke. âBrother Nine, I didnât expect Miss Si to be so good at gaming. Thereâs nothing she doesnât know, indeed.â
Yu Xiheng, hearing this, raised his eyebrows lightly. âThereâs still something she doesnât know.â
At this moment, the car door was opened, and Si Fuqing squinted her fox eyes. âDid you just talk behind my back?â
âYeah.â Yu Xiheng reached out and lightly held her wrist, pulling her into the car. âI said the lady could lead the nation, sheâs a dragon among men.â
Si Fuqing glanced at him. âIâm not buying that.â
Such a blacked-hearted monster.
MO Yanwen smiled thoughtfully, nodding slightly. âMiss Si.â
Si Fuqing hesitated for a moment. âMaster Mo.â
âI never told Miss Si my identity, but Miss Si somehow knew.â MO Yanwen smiled again. âMiss Si and Mr. Yu are always on the same page.â A question mark popped up on Feng Sanâs forehead.
What does this have to do with always on the same page?
Yu Xiheng glanced at MO Yanwen, then shifted his gaze away. âLetâs eat.â Si Fuqing happily dug into the fried chicken.
Yu Xiheng reached out and patted her back. âSlow down, youâre like a child.â
Meanwhile, inside and outside the venue, the entertainment reporters were going crazy.
âWhereâs Si Fuqing? Shouldnât she be with Cheng Yiqiao?â
âI donât know, she disappeared in the blink of an eye.â The entertainment reporters looked at each other.
It was really strange. Why could they never catch Si Fuqing?
What kind ofstrange transparent ability was this?
After the noon break, the stars returned to the observation platform.
This was the final individual match.
No one expected that the final match against Erwin would be a star from the Great Xia Empire.
Tracy sat in the audience, her eyes burning with anger as she looked at Si Fuqing.
She was defeated by a girl who wasnât even twenty years old.
And she was from the Great Xia Empire, this was simply her disgrace!
She had to see how Erwin defeated Si Fuqing.
âCome on, itâs time for our final battle.â The host held the microphone. âMr.
Erwin Beck from the Muston Dukedom and Miss Si Fuqing from the Great Xia Empire. Miss Si is our dark horse today.â
âShe defeated Mr. Joel and Miss Tracy in the previous elimination rounds. We retrieved her APM record today, which is 301, a terrifying number among ordinary players.â
âThe final winner will be given priority to select the members for the 5v5 exhibition match and will also receive a mysterious gift from the developer.
Now letâs switch the screen to the two players!â
Before the match started, both sides had a few minutes to communicate.
Erwinâs gaze was sharp. âWhatâs your APM?â
âMy APM?â Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow. âMy APM is unstable. It depends on how fast your APM is.â
[300 and 340 APM are not even comparable!]
[Erwinâs best profession is a berserker, which has an invincible skill that can immunize against any poison or curse for a second, but just for a second, itâs enough for him to kill Si Fuqing.]
[Si Fuqing, do you know what the twelve professions of the Western faction are? Even an ordinary casual player like me knows the relationships between various professions. If you sign up for the competition, you should do your homework in advance.]
[Iâm laughing. Who are you guys talking about? Each of you can only type on the keyboard. Why didnât I see any of you participating? Can any of you make it to the end like her? Why donât you go and bring glory to our country?]
âMy APM record is 340.â Erwin remained calm. âBut today Iâve reached a new record, 348.â
âOkay.â Si Fuqing remained calm. âMy new record for today hasnât come out yet.â
This statement made Erwinâs expression darken.
After the results of the morning matches came out, all the data and information were also released.
Erwin didnât consider anyone as a real opponent until he saw Si Fuqingâs six matches.
187, 299, 123, 234⦠Her APM was indeed unstable, with a very large span.
But at the same time, he also noticed something extremely strange.
That was, Si Fuqingâs hand speed in each match was only 1 higher than her opponentâs.
Once or twice could be considered a coincidence, but six times was definitely suspicious.
Erwin became very cautious. âAre you still using the gu master?â
Si Fuqing glanced at the little girl on her screen. âWhatâs wrong with the gu master? Sheâs so cute, donât you like it?â [Sister Qingqingâs obsession with appearances has even extended to the game.] [Canât you guys have some e-sports spirit?]
[What e-sports spirit are you talking about with celebrities? Inside the circle, weâre already aware that Oracle will select a spokesperson through this celebrity match, and everyone is fighting for it.]
âFine, donât regret it.â Erwin locked in his best profession, the berserker. Si Fuqing was even leisurely changing the costume for her gu master.
Both of them were ready.
The host also shouted âstartâ.
The audience and netizens all stared at the big screen, holding their breath, not daring to blink.
But everyone had a pretty good idea of the outcome of the match.
No matter how strong the gu master was, she couldnât kill the berserker.
While Erwin launched his attack, he also activated his defense.
With this defense, the gu master couldnât harm him at all.
Indeed, in just one second, it was enough for him to kill her.
However, at this moment, the gu master controlled by Si Fuqing finally moved.
This was her first time moving.
The next second, a short flute pierced through the berserkerâs chest.
âBang!â
The berserkerâs huge body fell to the ground.
One hit kill!
The whole scene fell into silence.
There was no sound at all.
Si Filaing lifted her head
Her mesmerizing face appeared on the big screen.
She was calm and composed. âMy APM is probably a bit higher than yours..â