MMORPG: Martial Gamer

Chapter 1814 1814: Defense as Offense

"Boss, your 'style' of play is pretty good!"

Seeing March Wind get knocked off the stage, the members of the Arirang team gathered around to tease him.

"Yeah!"

March Wind shamelessly replied, "I've demonstrated just how shameless the players on the other side are; everyone should take this as a warning."

"Pfft!"

Hearing March Wind's words, everyone let out a chorus of boos. Could it be that a leader's basic quality is to have thick skin?

"Alright!"

March Wind is not as shameless as Fearless, and quickly changed the subject: "We've already lost two points, and the current situation is not optimistic. We can't afford to lose the next two matches."

"No one wants to lose", June Snow said gloomily from the side, "But you know the guys on the other side; none of them have good intentions. They're not going to fight us one-on-one openly, so it's impossible to play well."

"Then do you know where we lost?" March Wind retorted.

"We lost because we're all righteous people, while they're all despicable", June Snow said fiercely, clearly still harboring resentment after being trampled by Spring Halo.

"No!" March Wind shook his head, "We lost because we were too eager to win against them."

I have to say, March Wind is indeed an exceptional esports player, very good at summarizing experiences from failures.

Having gone on stage once, March Wind has gained a lot from it.

"Too eager to win?" Upon hearing March Wind's words, June Snow looked slightly puzzled.

"Exactly!"

March Wind said calmly, "Our only thought when we went on stage was to win this match at all costs. Meanwhile, the opponents were focused on preserving themselves, trying not to be easily defeated. As a result, the more eager we were to win, the more we were tempted to act, and once we took the initiative, we fell into their trap."

"That makes sense!!"

After listening to March Wind's explanation, June Snow and the others nodded in agreement.

Indeed, in the previous three matches, the Crowd of Misfits team had only sent two support classes, showing no offensive intent at all. The only output class just stood there, talking nonsense and not attacking, while on our side, we were always the ones taking the initiative to attack, which led to us being thoroughly outmaneuvered.

"So in the next match, we need to hold back our offensive mindset; otherwise, we will still lose points", March Wind continued.

"Holding back our offensive mindset? That's going to be difficult",

Everyone came to compete to win; how could we win without attacking?

"Of course, you can't do it", March Wind smiled and said, "So this time, we should let February Frost go."

"Me?"

As soon as March Wind said this, the silent, burly man sitting in the corner showed a look of surprise.

"Yes!" March Wind said, "Your class is a Guardian, which is a defensive class. If you go on stage, you definitely won't be outmaneuvered by the opponent."

"But I…"

February Frost was about to say something when March Wind quickly interrupted, "Don't worry. Once you're on stage, just stand there and let others hit you first. If they don't move, you don't move. I've seen that the opponents no longer have any classes that can counter you."

Before getting a shield, Guardians were countered by both mages and archers, as Warrior classes have low magical resistance and archers have an armor-piercing skill that can penetrate the Guardian's armor.

However, once they have a shield, Guardians, apart from dealing damage to enemies, basically have no natural enemies. The only troublesome skill is that of mages, which can output damage through the shield, but now all three magical classes from the Crowd of Misfits team are off the stage, leaving only physical damage dealers.

Assassins do not pose a threat to Guardians, and Warriors and Pugilists must confront Guardians head-on, which is precisely what February Frost desires.

As for archers, once the Guardian activates their shield wall, ordinary archers can't even deal damage.

"Alright!"

Since the captain has said so, February Frost can only comply with the arrangement.

Meanwhile, on the Crowd of Misfits team, Fearless was also analyzing the situation: "Now we are ahead in points, and the opponents have already been intimidated by our tactics. In the next match, they will definitely not take the initiative to attack. This round, Old Fish, you go up; if you can win, do it, if not, just run. The opponents definitely won't chase."

"Okay!"

Darknorth Fisher, who was usually quiet, didn't ask much when Fearless made this arrangement and chose to enter the arena.

With a flash of light, Darknorth Fisher and February Frost appeared on the stage at the same time.

Jing Lei, from below, began to introduce them.

"February Frost, this name suits you well", after introducing the two on stage, Jing Lei turned and smiled at Er Yue Hong.

Er Yue Hong also joked along, "Maybe he's my long-lost brother."

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"Assassin against Guardian! This is a class counter!"

"That's not necessarily true! This assassin is a tactical assassin and might not be at a disadvantage against the Guardian."

Watching the two on stage, the audience began to discuss.

"The match begins!"

With the system's prompt, Darknorth Fisher crouched down and activated his sprint, rushing straight at February Frost.

"Whoa, is he that arrogant? He's not even activating stealth?"

Assassins are typically guerrilla-style classes. Seeing Darknorth Fisher charge in so openly, Feng Shuang in the commentary booth was quite surprised.

"You wouldn't know this", Jing Lei explained: "The burst damage of assassins has no advantage against Guardians; whether attacking from the front or the back, the difference is minimal. If he can't overpower them, he could use stealth to escape."

As a former professional player, Jing Lei certainly has some real skills; he correctly identified why Darknorth Fisher didn't use stealth.

On stage, February Frost stood still, precisely to allow Darknorth Fisher to take the initiative and attack him.

Seeing Darknorth Fisher indeed charge in, February Frost was overjoyed.

As Darknorth Fisher reached him, February Frost slammed his shield down onto the ground, activating his shield wall while simultaneously using his right hand to gesture at Darknorth Fisher, shouting, "Come hit me!"

Darknorth Fisher was directly taunted and pulled towards February Frost's shield.

February Frost pushed his shield forward, knocking Darknorth Fisher out of his stagger, then drew a one-handed sword with his right hand and stabbed at Darknorth Fisher's head.

"Bang!!"

However, when February Frost's sword pierced Darknorth Fisher's head, Darknorth Fisher suddenly exploded into a pile of fragments.

At the same time, the air behind February Frost twisted, and Darknorth Fisher, holding daggers in both hands, lunged at February Frost's back.

"Shadow Clone?!"

February Frost was indeed a professional player and capable of competing in world-class leagues, so his operating level and reaction ability were unquestionable.

When his sword missed, February Frost realized Darknorth Fisher's feint and quickly turned to the left, using his left hand to strike with the shield, drawing an arc as it swung towards the back.

"Pfft!"

Darknorth Fisher's dagger stabbed into February Frost's back.

"Bang!"

At the same time, February Frost's shield also solidly struck Darknorth Fisher on the head.