Chapter 127: New Training Regint! (Totally Normal)
On the arena stood four incredible combatants. On each side were two rankers from Immortal and Devouring Panda, respectively. The crowd was going ballistic as these two guilds rarely exhibited their might.
After all, both were often in the Tower either in search of information or cooking ingredients. Finally, the people would see them in action today. Sure, this tournant didn't include any skills, but it was better than nothing.
The four of them gave wry smiles as they heard the cheers of the crowd. They prepared themselves to do the goddamn best show they could. This fight had low-key been planned by the organizers to be the highlight of this tournant.
They had both joined the queue at the exact sa ti and had 'luckily' encountered each other. Every region would have a few of these coincidental match-ups appearing early to keep things interesting.
Then again, it seed like contestants themselves were getting in the way of entertainnt. They had almost all voted to make a few strong people progress straight to the finals. Of course, these Rankers had voted no, but the vote had till passed.
It seed like the guys that votes yes really didn't want to be defeated by randoms. They didn't mind the rankers at all. It was probably a matter of pride. They were fine with losing to renowned fighters instead. It was ridiculous.
Anyway, the fight began, and the Rankers showed their amazing capabilities. The Immortal mbers were using katanas while the guys from Devouring Panda wielded kitchen knives. Before long, the collision started.
At first, they made sure to clash theatrically a few tis to sell the fight, but then they simply got into the mood. They were all of a similar level and had plenty of experience in the Tower.
They were soon trading blows after blows. A magnificent and elegant dance of death appeared as they clashed repeatedly. A single misstep would an demise. In the background, they could hear the gasps and exclamations of the crowd.
All eyes were on their performance and….
- RandomDude1234: "Wow, this Dinsional Legion sounds aweso as fuck! How do I join?!"
- AverageNetizen: "I know, right?! Can you believe all the classes they are naming! Why do I feel like that's their current classes?!"
- BirchPlease: "Of course it's their current classes! These guys are clearly from a hidden S Rank guild. I just wonder if there are others similar to Dinsional Legion out there."
- SpeaksTruth: "This is such a waste. Why did these guys have to vote them out of the competition?! I agree they all deserve the top 1, but let us see so more of their fights. So what if it's one-sided!"
- NoWorryMan: "No worry, man. Just watch their replay as I'm doing right now. You have to watch that Zebra guy. He's low-key the leader of that group. He's probably a promising rookie in their guild."
On the arena stood four amazing but incredibly dumbfounded combatants. The crowd was going ballistic, but it seed like no one was actually watching their fight.
They even stopped fighting, and no one noticed. At that very mont, they had only one thought. Who the Hell was this Dinsional Legion?! They had stolen their spotlight!
anwhile, other fights were suffering from the sa problem. Suddenly the audience stopped paying attention. They were all surfing the net watching replays, yes, even those that had seen the original fights.
The previously tense atmosphere was nowhere to be seen. What was the point of contestants giving their all now?! So began to regret signing that dumb petition.
As for the guy that had started it, he was currently checking out how much it would cost to change his face and na legally while crying. He had made a mistake, to use his real appearance…
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Back in Draconic, Josh woke up in ti to see Dale doing a victory dance.
"You seem happy."
"Of course! I'm not sure if you've forgotten, but only recently I was a guildless nobody. Now, I'm a guildless hidden bigshot! The incredible Tiger from Dinsional Legion!" He was even posing heroically.
"Oh? So what are you going to do? Wait until I create it for real?"
"What?! You will?!" He showed expectation.
"Of course, I plan on buying a small farm and call it !"
"I'm not sure if that's really funny or plain evil. Part of really wants to see how long you can fake being a hidden expert, kinda like that appraiser guy." Dale added.
"Should we bet on whether I can accomplish it?" Josh playfully offered.
"Hell no! I know perfectly you have more than 100k credits. I'm sure you can buy one epic-looking farm with that."
"Well, just the farm may not be enough."
"Please! You have that simple but crazy training regint that even impressed the mbers of Draconic. If you verify your account as Zebra and use that fa, you're set!"
"Actually, these funds are already gone." Josh shrugged.
"How did you blow it up so quickly?!"
"Mortgage."
"Alright, give a second…now, tell what you bought." Dale sat on the ground, apparently afraid to fall in shock.
"D-23."
"ARG. My heart! Quick I need CPR from a cute girl!" Dale threw himself on the ground faking cardiac arrest with his tongue out. It looked incredibly silly.
That's when the monk ca nearby. Liam followed him.
"Oh? Don't worry, everyone. This humble monk can accomplish funeral rites." He was grinning.
"No need! I'm good!" Dale quickly got up, faking fright.
"Guys, I have a suggestion. We will get the custom capsules soon with access to
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