MMORPG: Martial Gamer

Chapter 1804 1804: The Great Battle is Imminent

"Mind your own business!"

Fearless knew that Wang Yu had a poor impression of Sacred Mountain. Afraid that Wang Yu might explode with anger at their taunts, Fearless raised an eyebrow and directly retorted on behalf of Wang Yu when he saw Sacred Mountain looking for trouble again.

"I'm just giving a reminder", Sacred Mountain said mischievously. "You guys are making big claims; if you lose, it won't just be your faces that are at stake."

"Just take care of yourselves", Fearless replied flatly. "A group of defeated opponents dares to act tough?"

"I…"

When it comes to fighting, Wang Yu had no rivals, but when it came to retorting, Fearless was more skilled. His words struck right at the core of Sacred Mountain, causing their faces to flush with anger.

"Alright, alright."

Boundless Ocean quickly pulled at Sacred Mountain' clothing and said, "Why are you wasting time with him? Are you even his opponent?"

After adapting to the venue in the morning and having lunch, the Quan Zhen crowd returned to the hotel.

Kyoto was not a coastal city, and the unfamiliarity of the place along with the language barrier made it challenging for them. While elite social figures like Fearless, San Wu, and Spring Halo were not afraid, the others found it nearly impossible to navigate without guidance, so staying in the hotel felt much safer.

In the next room, the Kyushu team was analyzing strategies using a small blackboard and a pointer.

To be fair, they were professional experts; every word and action exuded professionalism. Tactical analysis was almost a required course for them, unlike the Quan Zhen sect who were all over the place—some were cuddling their partners showing off their affection, while others were holed up in their rooms eating snacks. Ming Dong and Vainglory, two scoundrels, were currently pestering San Wu to take them out for some experience.

After all, they had only seen Japanese girls on computer hard drives before; now that they had a rare opportunity to be in Japan, they certainly wanted to see the real thing.

...

"We've already met the six teams participating in this competition", Boundless Ocean said, pointing at the six teams on the blackboard. "Japan's esports strength is relatively weak, and these two teams are just the best of the short ones, so they are not to be feared. However, the team from Korea should not be underestimated."

At this point, Boundless Ocean pointed at the BTR team and said, "This BTR team is indeed our formidable opponent. We should be fully alert when we face them, and now let's focus on analyzing BTR's tactics."

"What about Quan Zhen Sect?"

At this moment, Sacred Mountain raised his hand and asked, "Aren't we going to study tactics against Quan Zhen Sect?"

"They are not worth studying." Boundless Ocean glanced at the photo of the Quan Zhen members on the blackboard and said, "I know Fearless very well. He has a strong ability to adapt and never sticks to tactics. These guys don't have any fixed strategies, so studying them would lead us astray."

He continued, "Moreover, this time there are three spots available for advancement in the regional competition, and each team from the servers should have a chance to progress. Therefore, our team and Quan Zhen Sect, being from the same server, won't face each other."

"What a pity." The Sacred Mountain lamented, "I wanted to personally end them here."

The last professional league had left a knot in the heart of Sacred Mountain; a group of top experts had lost to a bunch of amateur players. It wasn't easy for anyone to move on from that, and the petty-minded Sacred Mountain was harboring a strong desire to redeem himself.

What's more, now that Quan Zhen Sect had placed heavy bets on the forums, wouldn't it be perfect to eliminate them in the group stage?

With the great battle approaching, Boundless Ocean understood the importance of morale and wouldn't dampen Sacred Mountain' dreams. Facing this guy who had forgotten the pain after healing, Boundless Ocean could only helplessly say, "Don't worry, there will be opportunities."

...

Each team of slackers had their own ways of slacking, while professional teams exhibited the same level of professionalism.

While the Kyushu team was analyzing the battlefield, the equally professional BTR team was not idle either.

The young man with white hair in the BTR team was their captain, with the game ID "Aguo", and he was also the top expert in the BTR team.

At this moment, Aguo, like Boundless Ocean, was analyzing various teams while pointing at the table: "Japan's teams are not worth mentioning. The Arirang team and we can't be compared; our primary opponents now are the two teams from Brave Continent."

As he spoke, Aguo placed his hand on the Kyushu team's name and said solemnly, "The Kyushu team is our old rival. Their strength is very formidable and will definitely be our biggest obstacle this time. But what about that other team? Does anyone know anything about them?"

"Not sure…"

Everyone in the BTR team looked confused regarding Aguo's question.

The Quan Zhen Sect was well-known in the national server, but they were still just an amateur team participating in an international professional league for the first time.

Other teams from the national server had participated in world-class professional leagues, so they weren't completely unfamiliar with the international stage. However, the players in the Quan Zhen Sect, both in terms of team name and individual players, were being seen for the first time by many top professional players.

"But they do look quite interesting", said a young man with pink hair next to Aguo. "They should be just like the Brave Continent teams we encountered before, here to cheer for the Kyushu team."

"Really?" Aguo stroked his chin and smiled. "I think you're right; judging by their outfits, they should be professional cheerleaders."

With that, Aguo raised his hand above his head and mimicked a lion dance.

"Haha."

As soon as Aguo finished speaking, the room erupted in laughter.

...

"I never expected this, really never expected it."

In Wang Yu's room, he and his wife were feeling infinite emotions.

Life is unpredictable; last year at this time, they were still struggling for a decent meal. Just a year later, Wang Yu had become a well-known gaming expert, even representing his country in this highest-level international professional league. Everything felt like a dream.

"I just wanted you to play games to relieve some stress", Mu Zi Xian said sincerely. "I didn't expect you to relieve stress all the way to a world-class competition."

"Ha ha." Wang Yu laughed and said, "I didn't know either. My original intention was just to help share the burden of making a living for you. I never thought I would become a professional player. Sigh."

"Are you disappointed?" Seeing Wang Yu sigh, Mu Zi Xian asked with some puzzlement.

To participate in this competition is the dream of countless players. It was not easy for the Quan Zhen Sect to have this opportunity, so why was Wang Yu sighing?

"No! I'm just feeling emotional", Wang Yu replied. "The fact that such an ancient art like Kung Fu can shine brightly in a new medium like gaming is hard to say whether it's fortunate or regrettable."

"Of course it's fortunate", Mu Zi Xian comforted. "Being able to showcase Kung Fu in games proves its importance and will soon regain people's attention."

"Let's hope so." Wang Yu looked out at the blue sky and white clouds, murmuring, "I just hope that the Kung Fu, which has finally been revived, won't be ruined by fraudsters seeking fame."