MMORPG: Martial Gamer

Chapter 1884 1884: Decisive Game

Rockabye had never directly faced Evil Rampage before. Although he understood that Evil Rampage was formidable, he lacked a firsthand experience of just how powerful he was. However, Rockabye had truly clashed head-on with Wang Yu.

Despite this, Rockabye still had no concrete estimation of how strong Wang Yu really was.

For someone as ruthless as Rockabye to find Evil Rampage unfathomable, it was clear that the latter's terrifying strength and formidable skills had evidently surpassed the understanding of high-level experts like Rockabye.

As an old partner of the Apostle from the Holy Hall, Rockabye certainly knew the upper limit of their strength.

In comparison, no matter how formidable Evil Rampage was, he was merely on par with a Holy Apostle, at least allowing for some understanding of their limits.

As for Wang Yu's strength, that was truly a mystery.

The unknown is always filled with terror... Logically speaking, it was clear to Rockabye who was superior and who was not.

The doubts of the Holy Apostle were merely overthinking in Rockabye's eyes.

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In the fifth match, there was no doubt that Wang Yu would take the stage, and the outcome of the match was also unquestionable.

Despite the Crowd of Misfits Team having only played a few matches, Wang Yu's strength was evident to all.

In terms of Wang Yu's abilities, in a one-on-one duel, there was certainly no one who could win against him; this was a consensus among everyone.

Knowing that their opponent was unbeatable, the Holy Hall Team naturally wouldn't give Wang Yu the chance to kill their teammates and boost the enemy's morale, so they directly opted to surrender in the fifth match.

In the first match, the Crowd of Misfits Team won decisively with a score of 4-0.

Now, the audience was no longer surprised by the Crowd of Misfits Team's victory; after several matches, they had a general understanding of the team's strength.

This team, how should one put it, exhibited a polarized combat power.

There were experts who could be strong enough to give headaches to other top teams.

There were also novices, whose skills were only at the level of ordinary professional players, making it feel like they were lucky just to qualify for a world-class competition.

Yet, this kind of team had become a thorn in everyone's side; they had never seen a team play so casually.

In the first match, it was unquestionable that the few strong players could secure a win, and that was a certainty.

As for the second match, however, it was completely left to fate—fight if they could, or run away if they could not, without a hint of embarrassment.

However, although the second match did not carry many points, it still had a full ten points, and due to the random system, teams could not choose their matchups. If a team's overall strength was lacking, being caught up by the opponent was to be expected.

In the Holy Hall Team's locker room, Rockabye pointed at the photos of the Crowd of Misfits Team members on the strategy board and said, "The tactical patterns of the Crowd of Misfits Team are basically transparent. In the first match, let the capable ones take the lead, in the second match, let the agile ones run, and in the third match, let the cunning ones outsmart them. Although these three strategies are simple, they are also brutal. If we do not counter their strategies, we will be led into their patterns, and we will definitely lose."

"Understood!"

Jeff nodded, stroking his chin, "How do we play?"

His words remained concise and straightforward, getting right to the point.

"Very simple!" Rockabye replied, "We just need to study the strategy for the third match; the second match is not worth worrying about."

"Why?" Jeff asked, puzzled.

Rockabye explained, "From my observation of the Crowd of Misfits Team's previous matches, their tactical focus is on the third match. The second match is usually left to fate, aiming to minimize losses."

At this point, Rockabye pondered for a moment and added, "Although the individual strength of the Crowd of Misfits Team is somewhat uneven, they perform quite well in team battles. Moreover, their commander's adaptability is strong. The Freedom Team and the Arirang Team were led by their rhythm and failed to respond in time, resulting in a disastrous defeat in the third match. Therefore, we must focus on studying the team battle tactics for the last match to ensure success. As for the second match, let it be; after all, it is the opponent's home map, and given these guys' personalities, they definitely won't give us too many chances to equalize the score."

"That makes sense, makes sense!"

Upon hearing Rockabye's analysis, the members of the Holy Hall Team nodded in agreement.

Indeed, the Crowd of Misfits Team's playstyle was quite shameless; if they were to engage in a game of hide-and-seek on a vast map like the Lost Forest, there would be no way to counter them.

What's even more infuriating was that this group of people took a shameless approach, establishing a persona that lacked any sense of shame. This not only made sense to the audience but also seemed entirely reasonable to their opponents. It was enough to make one angry.

While the Holy Hall Team was researching the tactics for the third match, the Crowd of Misfits Team, on the other hand, saw Fearless unexpectedly open the simulation board in the competition room.

"Fearless, it's only the second match; isn't it unlike you to rush to study tactics?"

Seeing Fearless open the board, everyone couldn't help but laugh and ask.

Fearless's tactical style had always been spontaneous; he rarely simulated the battlefield even for the third match, so it was quite surprising for everyone that he opened the board for the second match.

"You guys don't understand sh*t!" Fearless shot them a glance and said, "Whether we can win the match depends crucially on the second match."

"Second match?"

Ming Du asked in astonishment, "Are you out of your mind? Shouldn't the second match be left to fate?"

Ming Du's confusion was reasonable—after all, in the past, the second match had too many uncontrollable factors, and the players of the Crowd of Misfits Team had uneven strengths, so there had never been a strategy deployment for the second match.

"That was in the past!" Fearless said, "This time, it's different! Our strengths and tactics have already been thoroughly understood by the opponent. With someone as shrewd as Rockabye, do you think he wouldn't be prepared for the third match? Remember, they are the home team in the third match."

One had to admit, Fearless's thinking had always been ahead of everyone.

The Quan Zhen Sect was indeed quite strong; while they had some gaps compared to top experts, they could still hold their own against ordinary professional players.

In the past, when facing ordinary professional players, the first match could be played without having Wang Yu and the others go in to score; they could play tricks and lead their opponents around, keeping them guessing about their own level.

But now, things were different. The opponents of the Crowd of Misfits Team were now world-class top professional players, and to score points, they had to let Wang Yu and the others take the stage. As a result, the Crowd of Misfits Team's strengths had been thoroughly picked apart by everyone.

Knowing oneself and knowing the enemy ensures victory in every battle.

Now that everything had been exposed, the tactical patterns had certainly been studied in great depth by the opponents.

The layout and precautions for their few strong players had of course also been closely examined by the opponents.