âWhat theâ¦?!â
Yang Haifeng felt his blood freeze as he saw the Korean A-grade hunters sit down one after another.
âWhy are they here...?â
Yang Haifeng suddenly felt it was unfair. If he had been born a few decades earlier, he wouldnât have had to worry about this. He felt it was truly unbelievable as he remembered what the party officials had said about the past.
-The world crawled at our feet! When China coughed, many countries in the world fell to their knees...
-South Korea? Japan? They couldnât even look at our shadows!
-Ah, those Americans too! Theyâre scared to death of us. Really! Donât you believe me?
Back then, listening to what the party executives said, he felt that China was the most powerful country in the world. Of course, they mustâve exaggerated, but it was still clear that China had been quite prosperous at one point.
However, China wasnât doing that well in the present.
The north was occupied by some crazy constellation, and a vast mass of land had become contaminated after the raid era had begun. No matter how many hunters there were, it was impossible to protect such a large area. The necessary facilities were destroyed every time.
Divisions within China were also a serious problem.
In the past, those who opposed the party and the government were simply labeled as revolutionaries and crushed with force. They couldnât fight back at all. However, these days , those kinds of people fought back by making contracts with evil god constellations or mastering evil magic.
That was one of Chinaâs vexing problems as they couldnât really do much about it due to the limitations of the existing technology.
China was big, but it was festering on the inside. That was the current situation.
âI canât deal with a Korean A-grade hunter...â
Looking at the current situation, South Korea was a tough opponent. Moreover, one couldnât disregard A-grade hunters no matter how small their country was.
...But he couldnât show that he felt intimidated!
When on the verge of being ruined, a prosperous family was especially proud. The same was true of China. After all, the party had one golden rule: never bow down to outsiders!
âI was invited here,â said Yang Haifeng.
â...?â
âAnd whoâs asking?â continued Yang Haifeng.
Han Seha as she looked at Yang Haifeng like he was a madman. Choi Yeonseung tried to stop her from ripping him apart.
âSeha, we donât know who this is, so watch your tone.â
âYeah, right. Hey, why are you interrupting us when nobody asked you a damn thing? Do you have a loose screwâ¦?â
âForget it. Iâll speak myself,â Choi Yeonseung cut in.
Yang Haifeng sighed with relief. It seemed like he could actually talk to this person.
âYou said you received an invitation. Were you invited by the organizers?â
âThatâs right.â
Choi Yeonseung curiously asked Lee Changsik, âChinese people were invited here?â
âItâs because theyâre from a neighboring country,â replied Lee Changsik with a nod.
âUhh, arenât they spies?â
â...â
Yang Haifeng was shocked by this but he endured it. After all, he was talking to an A-grade hunter.
âIâm not a spy... We were invited.â
As neighboring countries, there were bound to be exchanges with each other. South Korea had also received an invitation to a competition in China before.
âOh... Can they go and scout for talent?â
âOn paper, they shouldnât be able to do that. However, they can sign the contracts in secrecy and steal the huntersâ
Yang Haifeng couldnât stand to listen, so he cleared his throat and changed the subject.
âAnyhow, itâs a pleasure to meet you.â
âWell, for us itâs not a pleasure. Drop the friendly facade.â
At Han Sehaâs words, Yang Haifengâs expression contorted once again.
â...â
âWell, since this is the case, letâs watch the competition on our own.â
Choi Yeonseung didnât apologize on behalf of Han Seha... He merely completed her sentence.
Yang Haifeng cursed at them inwardly. He was too scared to do it out loud.
***
The talents from Chinaâs Beijing 31st High School were truly amazing. Seeing their outstanding performance, Yang Haifeng could finally let out a sigh of relief, feeling much better. Even if he had no impact on the competition itself, it felt good seeing the people from his country win.
âTheyâre pretty amazing, eh?â Yang Haifeng spoke casually to Choi Yeonseung.
âWhoops.â
He then instantly regretted it. He got so excited for a moment that he spoke without realizing.
âYup, theyâre pretty good.â
â!â
Choi Yeonseungâs answer was unexpected.
âReally?â
âDid you want me to say no?â
âAh, n-no⦠Nothing like that. â
It was just that he hadnât expected an A-grade hunter to acknowledge the Chinese talents. It was genuinely unexpected.
Choi Yeonseung asked his group, âWere they trained separately before coming here? They seem to be cooperating exceptionally well.â
âIt looks like theyâve been trained in a training camp.â
âI donât think other schools are like that. Whatâs going on?â
âBasically, schools focus on training the prospective hunters individually, maximizing their unique abilities. They donât really train them as a team for competitions.â
âThen what about these Chinese talents?â
âI think they received orders from above.â
â...â
Yang Haifeng was once again offended by their conversation.
âTsk⦠Will the next match start already?!â
At that moment, Yang Haifengâs favorite hunter, Zhang Wei, happened to come out. He was a young hunter considered to be the ace of Beijing 31st High School.
Zhang Wei went down the bottom lane in the mock battle. He cornered his opponent with brilliant long-distance attacks and quickly increased his strength.
The Korean spectators applauded with admiration at his brilliant playstyle that matched his appearance.
âThat Hunter Zhang Wei...â
Yang Haifeng couldnât help eavesdropping on Choi Yeonseungâs words.
â...Heâs injured, but he seems to endure it? Shouldnât someone stop him? He might be fighting in a virtual world, but he shouldnât overdo it like that if heâs injured.â
âWhat injury? Heâs fine!â Yang Haifeng couldnât help protesting.
Han Seha said, âWhy are you listening to other peopleâs conversations? Are you crazy? Do you want to die?â
â...â
âFuck... I can hear all your conversations...â
âSince you can hear me, Iâll tell you this. It looks to me like heâs injured because heâs using too much magic power,â retorted Choi Yeonseung.
Yang Haifeng protested, âThatâs impossible! The director isnât that incompetent not to notice it...â
Come to think of it, the director wasnât incompetent, but he wouldnât remove an ace when trying to win either.
â...If Zhang Wei were injured, he wouldâve said something...â
On second thoughts, Zhang Wei was young. If he received pressure from above, he would have no choice but to go out even if he was injured.
â...Do you really think heâs injured?â
âYou donât believe me?â
âNo... But just in case....â
Yang Haifeng couldnât shake off this uncomfortable feeling. He couldnât just disregard the words of an A-grade hunter, but he couldnât interfere to stop the match eitherâ¦
Meanwhile, Beijing 31st High School secured its first victory.
The next opponent was Gyeonggi Hunter High School.
Since they were still playing, Yang Haifeng checked them out.
âWell, theyâre not that good.â
Putting aside the lack of teamwork, the hunters were overall weak when it came to their abilities. Even if he compared them individually with the hunters from Beijing 31st High School, they were significantly weaker!
It seemed that Zhang Wei could easily win regardless of whether he was injured or not.
âUmm. Theyâre pretty good.â
âIs that so?
âTheir playstyle is weird, but their abilities themselves are okay. I think their school has trained them surprisingly well.â
âIf you want to help them, go ahead and do it,â proposed Lee Changsik.
Choi Yeonseung was puzzled by Lee Changsikâs comment.
âCan I do that in the middle of the competition?â
âWhoâs going to say anything if you just give advice during the break between matches?â
âHmm, alright. Iâll be back in a minute then.â
Choi Yeonseung accepted Lee Changsikâs idea and got up from his seat.
Yang Haifeng blinked in disbelief.
â...Whatâs he doing?!?â
He didnât understand what was going on. Not even A-grade hunters could make incompetent hunters stronger in a few minutes. Anyone who thought it was possible was a madman.
What was he thinking...?
Yang Haifeng shouldâve laughed, but strangely, he couldnât. Instead, he couldnât shake off this inexplicable sense of foreboding.
â...Donât tell me. No... It canât be.â
***
âHunter Choi Yeonseung?â
âI donât have much time, so Iâll quickly get to the point.â
After stopping the hunters and director from trying to make a fuss, Choi Yeonseung got to the point.
âIâm here because I want to give you some simple advice. Is that okay?â
âOh, it would be an honor!â
The director was more pleased about the opportunity to learn from an A-grade hunter than he was obsessed with his authority. What advice would an A-grade hunter give them?
âMaybe heâs going to talk about the order of our skills? I used a weird order earlier.â
âI think heâll say that weâre not aggressive enough...â
âYouâre in charge of the top lane, arenât you? And you. Youâre in charge of the bottom lane, correct?â
âYes...â
âYou two should swap lanes.â
âHuh?!â
âI saw you talking before and you didnât seem confident that youâd win.â
At Choi Yeonseungâs words, the hunters of the Gyeonggi Hunter High School blushed.
âThat isnât necessarily what we meant...â
âIf you lose, you can just say that I made you do this.â
âN-No. We canât do that. We canât throw you under the bus!â
âIt doesnât matter. I really donât care about that. In any case, change the top and bottom lanes...â
âB-But Hunter Choi Yeonseungâ¦!â the hunter in charge of the top lane yelled in a tearful voice, âI donât have the confidence to deal with Zhang Wei at all.â
Aside from never having played in the bottom lane, he would have to face Zhang Wei, who was proficient in blocking his opponents from doing anything.
âYou donât have to fight him. Just stall.â
âHuh??? N-No. If thereâs a large level difference, how can I stop him later on?â
âItâs okay. There wonât be that much of a difference. In addition, the opponent in charge of the top lane over there...â
âMao Tong?â
âHeâs a martial artist. He uses the Metal Boxing Technique. It might be confusing because of his erratic movement, but just go around him. His technique is weak when it comes to backward movements.â
â...!â
The young hunter that Choi Yeonseung wanted to place in the top lane was perplexed.
âCan I actually do it...??â
Regardless of whether Choi Yeonseungâs strategy would really work, he was worried about whether he could actually carry it out. He couldnât help thinking that his opponent was objectively stronger than him.
âJust try it first. If you keep playing like you have, youâll be at a disadvantage.â
â...I understand, Hunter Choi Yeonseung. We wonât blame you even if we lose! Weâve made our choice!â
Their reaction was so strange that Choi Yeonseung couldnât help asking, âIs your school running out of funding?â
***
Lee Changsik saw Choi Yeonseung return and asked him in a puzzled manner, âDid you make them change the top with the bottom lane?â
âThere wasnât a lot of time and I couldnât say many things.â
âUmm...â
Lee Changsik didnât quite understand it. Of course, in this type of six versus six mock battle, changing the position was also an important strategy. However, would there be a meaningful effect just by changing the position of the prospective hunters in the match?
â...?!?â
However, he witnessed something amazing.
The Korean hunters were holding their own against the Chinese hunters!
â...H-how??â
Lee Changsik was surprised, but Yang Haifeng was downright shocked. The Chinese team, which was supposed to at least reach the finals, was now being held back by such a weak team?!
âWhat the hell is going on?â
Beijing 31st High School had originally gone with the strategy of playing around their ace, Zhang Wei, before decimating the enemy hunters.
However, much to everyoneâs surprise, Zhang Wei could no longer push aggressively. If the opponent ran away, he should chase after the opponent and crush him with confidence. Despite that, Zhang Wei hesitated. If he didnât capitalize on opportunities, he was bound to fall off.
No matter how hard he had trained, they were all teenagers at the end of the day. Moreover, he was under ten times more pressure than his opponent.
The Chinese team made mistakes one after another on different lanes.
Yang Haifeng couldnât help screaming in exasperation when he saw Mao Tong, who was famous as a martial arts student, miss his opponent in a head-on fight and got counterattacked.
âWhat are they doing? What are they doing?!â
âHey, you think youâre sitting alone in these VIP seats? Iâm trying to watch a competition here. Why donât you shut up?â
â...â