Chapter 124 – The Crudest Style
The King's Avatar
Over in the corner, Huang Shaotian closed his computer. He once again scrunched back into a ball, hiding himself. He evilly snuck out from the darkness. Ye Xiu, who was at the reception desk, had been watching him the entire time and had no choice but to watch as the guy carefully prodded over.
âWhy did you retire? Why did you retire?â Huang Shaotian was still asking him.
âIf I didnât retire, you think Iâd want to stay in the team to be a training partner?â Ye Xiu asked.
âTraining partner? Excellent Era really wanted to drive you out!â Huang Shaotian said, âBut isnât directly retiring too impulsive? You should have tried looking for somewhere to transfer to! Even if Excellent Era absolutely refused to let you go, that doesnât mean that there was zero chance for you to transfer. There might have been a team that would pay a high enough price for Excellent Era to let you go. At the very least, you should have waited until you saw that there was absolutely nowhere to transfer before retiring!â
âIf I transferred....... then what about Mucheng?â Ye Xiu said.
Huang Shaotian stared blankly.
They were both god-level players in the pro-scene, how could he not understand this? For popular players like Su Mucheng, some Club owners wouldnât let her go even if they had to trade off the rest of the team. She was simply a money tree, a money-sucking machine to the owner. Her financial value was far greater than her skill value. Even for Huang Shaotian, even he wasnât guaranteed that he wouldnât be transferred to another Club. But for Su Mucheng, most owners would even sacrifice their team standings to keep her.
âIf I transferred, then Mucheng would definitely terminate her contract.â Ye Xiu said.
âSo itâs like this...... then what about terminating your contract? Hmm...... if you terminated your contract like that, then they wouldnât let you join another team for at least half a year, but itâd at least be better than you retiring for a minimum one year. But if you did retire, then thereâd be no way for you to return to Excellent Era. Itâd be the same as you transferring. If you retired for a year, then at the very least you wouldnât need to pay contract termination fees or maybe you could even buy out the contract right? After a year....... how long does Muchengâs contract last until?â Huang Shaotian talked to himself a bunch.
âOne and a half years.â Ye Xiu said.
âOh...... so then, youâre planning on coming back after a year and a half? A year and a half! Youâre too crazy, arenât you?â Huang Shaotian expressed his astonishment. ESport pro-players had a short career. It was extremely rare for someone 25 years old to be able to play at this level of skill. To still dare to retire for a year and half, that was simply going against the heavens.
âHa ha, just wait until I come back and destroy you!â Ye Xiu said.
âF*ck, youâre too arrogant, arenât you?â Huang Shaotian yelled.
âWhatâs the current record for our duels again?â Ye Xiu asked.
âHa...... tonightâs weather is pretty good!â Huang Shaotian gaze shifted to the pitch black night outside of the Internet Cafe.
After standing there staring outside for awhile, Huang Shaotianâs gaze returned back. His expression turned serious: âYou have to come back.â
âWho need you say that.â Ye Xiu said.
âIf you have any difficulties, contact me.â Huang Shaotian said earnestly.
âGive me back my Vampiric Lightsaber and the fee for two hours of Internet.â Ye Xiu said.
â.......â He finally stopped talking for once.
âIâll give you the Vampiric Lightsaber later!â Huang Shaotian slapped down ten bucks onto the reception desk. He turned around and faded into the night.
âFlowing Tree went off?â Ye Xiu returned to the game and received a message from Tang Rou.
âYeah.â
âDungeon?â Tang Rou asked.
Ye Xiu laughed. He immediately gathered everyone and ran to the dungeon.
The record 16:24:67 on the record leaderboards, made Blue River speechless for a long time. Still staring at it, he suddenly received a message. He opened it and saw that it was Lord Grim: âHow many keyboards did you eat?â
Blue Riverâs cheeks streamed with tears. The record, which he swore heâd eat his keyboard if it was broken, was currently number three on the Boneyard record leaderboards. If he did as he had promised, then heâd have to at least eaten a few keyboards.
âBrother, please donât joke with me.â Blue River said gloomily.
âHa ha, there shouldnât be any problem with the record this time.â Ye Xiu said.
âOkay, okay.â Blue River replied, but didnât say too much. Ye Xiu also understood. The record had been broken again and again. The experts in the game, the ones who could be considered as having good judgement, were all at a loss. Blue River still had to pay attention to this. However, the current record really was at the peak. Unless a guild was willing to pay the effort to gather a party with full Orange equipment and also look for experts to substitute in. For the new server, the possibility of that was zero.
The player who even more shocked by this record was naturally Cold Night. Originally, he had celebrated when Lord Grimâs record was broken again by Excellent Dynasty. He felt that the Excellent Dynasty experts that substituted in were even more amazing and felt that Lord Grim wouldnât be able to handle it this time. Who knew that not long after, Lord Grim set the record back again.
Soft Mist, Steamed Bun Invasion, Cleansing Mist, these were all players Cold Night knew.
But what about last timeâs Hateful Sword?
And who was that Flowing Tree from this time?
What the heck was happening in the tenth server? Why were there so many random experts? Was this still the new server?
Cold Night and Blue River were the same. They had lost all confidence in their judgement. They had no idea whether this record could still be broken. They and a bunch of other guilds watched this record all night.
None! There was no other system announcement. Was Boneyard finally stable again? But, it was only today, thatâs all. Every big guild watched for it attentively for another day. The record still hadnât moved. Let alone the number one record, the number three record hadnât even been touched.
Because Excellent Dynasty showed the strength of players who were at a level higher than them for the last two dungeon records, they received the attention of all the big guilds. Hidden accounts frequently appeared and then mysteriously vanished. But for the previous experts who had played, it was truly too difficult to gather any information of them from just the guildâs channel. Even more so, these were Excellent Eraâs players substituting in. Besides the guild leader Chen Yehui, even their own guild members didnât know that.
Even though everyone suspected that they had relied on their behind-the-scenes Club experts to set it, if the Club experts ran over to play in the dungeon, it would just be an occasional run for fun. But why did it look like they were picking a fight with Lord Grim? As pro-players, did it really make sense for them to go that far?
From another perspective, if Excellent Dynasty had sent out their top pro-players to set it, then who exactly was this Lord Grim who had stepped all over their record?
Lord Grim, Soft Mist, Steamed Bun Invasion, Cleansing Mist...... everyone had already become familiar with these IDs, which had appeared on TV several times. Who knew how many guilds had sent players to investigate these characters.
These players were extremely skilled. No one doubted that. If they werenât, how could they have set such a record? What these guilds wanted to know was exactly how skilled were they?
After silently noticing these characters, who knew how many eyes were set on them. Under the circumstances where they werenât confident in their judgement, quite a few guilds had already reported to the Heavenly Domain headquarters and had their experts from over there come. Even if they didnât come to level, it was still okay for them to observe these few rising figures.
Herb Garden.
They were one of the Three Great Guilds, yet even so, they never made any sort of official contact with Lord Grim.
At this moment, in the tenth serverâs guild leader Plantago Seedâs field of view were a few players fighting wild monsters. However, Plantago Seed seemed somewhat out of it. To be precise, he looked terrified.
Right now, he was sitting there, controlling his character. But behind him stood a genuine god-level figure.
Wang Jiexi, Club Tiny Herbâs ace player, last seasonâs Champion, Tiny Herbâs team captain and last seasonâs MVP. In the current season, his team was the current leader in points, suppressing Blue Rain as the leading team. Wang Jiexiâs account character Vaccaria was a Witch. Using weird, variable movements and strategies, he was widely known in the pro-scene as the Magician.
Plantago Seed had reported to his guild on the tenth serverâs current situation, but who knew heâd alert such a great God and even cause him to personally run over to take a look at these Level 27 characters.
Plantago Seed felt an enormous pressure on him, making his playing extremely unnatural. Plantago Seed suddenly remembered the adorned notebook that was in his grasp. The notebook was a souvenir he bought after Tiny Herbâs championship victory. When Plantago Seed found out that God was coming over personally, he hurriedly brought the notebook with him hoping to get a signature from him.
But after seeing God looking at him with his uneven eyes, Plantago Seed had immediately tensed up and forgotten about it. He was currently moving his character to look for Lord Grim and the others for God to look at and only now did he remember about the signature he wanted.
How do I start....... Plantago Seed was currently thinking about this, when he suddenly heard a voice from behind him: âYouâve got a message.â
âMessage?â Plantago Seed had already become so stupid from nervousness that he had even forgotten what that word meant. After a long while, he recovered and saw that his character had received a message. Opening it, he saw that it was a bunch of random chatter. He hastily closed it and settled his view onto Lord Grim and the others.
Lord Grim, Steamed Bun Invasion, Soft Mist.
Right now, these three were at Boneyard leveling. Besides them, there were also Seven Fields and Sleeping Moon. Even Plantago Seed didnât see these two in his eyes and tried to get them of his view out as much as he could.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
At low-levels, there were only a few skills that could be learned and only a single strategy, so determining a playerâs skill wasnât easy. For example, for players like Plantago Seed, they had no way of figuring out exactly how skilled Lord Grim was. But that was different for the God behind him, if even he couldnât figure it out, then Plantago Seed didnât know who else could.
âItâs One Autumn Leafâs combat style.â Wang Jiexi suddenly said, after silently watching for awhile.
âWhich one?
âBoth of them.â Wang Jiexi said.
In his view, Soft Mist was a Battle Mage and Lord Grim was also using his battle lance to use Battle Mage skills.
âLord Grimâs an unspecialized character.â Plantago Seed said. After saying this, he regretted it. What nonsense, how could the God Jiexi not see that?
âYeah.â Wang Jiexi still replied.
âIs there anything special about One Autumn Leafâs combat style?â Plantago Seed promptly asked him.
âThereâs nothing special about it. Itâs the crudest style.â Wang Jiexi said.
Plantago Seed immediately paid his respects! To dare say that the Battle God One Autumn Leafâs combat style was the crudest, exactly how godly was Wang Jiexi?
âWhat about this Brawler?â Plantago Seed continued asking.
âThis Brawler......â Even Wang Jiexi was having trouble finding the right words, âTo say it nicely, heâs following his heartâs desire. To say it bluntly, heâs a complete mess.â