God-Tier Enhancement Chapter 323: Episode 323All-Star Match (4)

Chapter 323: Episode 323_All-Star Match (4)

7.

Everyone knew Jeong Seolah had good control. Han Simin knew it, the Specialists knew it, and even the viewers who watched Simin’s stream had a rough idea.

But the only ones who truly understood her real skill were the Specialists and Han Simin.

It couldn’t be helped.

If Jeong Seolah hadn’t t Han Simin early on, if Specialists had continued to grow in their own style until the ti ca for her to stand out—then more than half the users playing Fantastic World would probably have nad her the player with the best control in the ga. Even people who didn’t play would have looked up her gaplay videos. She would have beco that famous.

But unfortunately, that didn’t happen.

Her presence had been overshadowed by Han Simin’s.

Specialists didn’t stream to show off their skills in the first place. In that situation, even when she occasionally appeared on Han Simin’s broadcast, most of what viewers saw were his flashy buffs, his heavily enhanced items, and battles involving his tad monsters. There was never any room for her pure skill to stand out.

Thus, in this standoff where thirty players were just watching each other, Jeong Seolah wasn’t exactly a standout presence to the viewers.

No, she did stand out.

—That’s Specialists.

—It’s Seolah.

—Wow. She’s seriously gorgeous.

—That outfit is cheating. It just makes you want to protect her.

For her looks.

For her body.

Dressed for survival on a wild island, she’d cut away any cumberso fabric, leaving only what was necessary. Her bare white arms, firm abs, and long legs were on full display, and for many viewers, that was enough to keep their eyes glued to her.

Most viewers were like that, and the production staff were applauding her for drawing such a reaction without any prompting.

Of course, not every viewer was like that.

Among them were viewers who, while enjoying the situation, truly loved Fantastic World. They had prepared to spend the full forty-eight hours with the show, sacrificing their daily lives to see who the best player really was, exactly as the producers intended. Those viewers focused on sothing other than her pale skin.

It was difficult, but they managed.

—But why a dagger?

—I thought she was a magic swordsman.

—There’s a big difference between handling a longsword and a dagger, isn’t there?

—It’s not a very advantageous weapon, either.

A precise point.

Proof that these were viewers who faithfully followed Han Simin’s stream. That one line tossed into the chat was enough to make other viewers start wondering.

Naturally so.

In a survival ga like this, the start was the most important. They had only forty-eight hours. Within that limited ti, if you wanted to widen the gap as quickly as possible and keep others in check, you had to leverage your class—the one thing that set you apart. To do that, you needed a familiar weapon, one that felt right in your hands.

You couldn’t bring over the powerful weapons from the main server, but it was only natural to at least choose sothing similar in size and shape.

Yet Jeong Seolah had chosen a dagger.

Why?

Countless speculations flew back and forth, but no one could give a definitive answer. No one knew the answer.

Jeong Seolah herself resolved the frustrating mystery.

In the midst of that strange standoff, as thirty players eyed each other warily, she began to walk toward the largest man standing closest to her, not a hint of tension in her posture.

She held the basic dagger—so old and shabby you’d doubt it could even cut a rabbit—loosely in her hand like a re accessory.

Her relaxed posture and a beauty that made people swallow unconsciously kept anyone from blocking her path. No one looking at her would think she was about to do sothing hostile.

The player who had the honor of having her flawless beauty fill his entire field of vision knew this better than anyone. Who in their right mind would think she was coming to fight, especially when looking at the axe in his hand—an axe that, with so exaggeration, was as big as she was?

Everyone had the sa stats, but there was still a gap that ca from basic body type.

Or at least, that was what they believed.

Prejudice.

That was where the man made his mistake.

’She must be trying to team up with .’

It wasn’t an unreasonable thought. If he were thinking straight about the five million dollars, he should have shaken off such illusions, but ideals and reality were different. He couldn’t help but imagine getting close to such a beauty under the pretext of survival, exchanging numbers, taking an overseas trip with the prize money, and maybe even becoming lovers.

That was enough.

For Jeong Seolah, it was enough ti to break the strange silence and standoff.

Once she had closed the distance to less than three steps, the dagger in her hand was no longer a disadvantageous short-range weapon.

Using the montum from her approach, Jeong Seolah bent her knees, kicked off the ground, and leaped into the air, reversing her grip on the dagger.

Even though he had completely let his guard down, in that brief instant, the player instinctively tried to jerk his axe upward. It was a reaction worthy of a player handpicked from the top fifty of thirty million.

But he was too late.

As good as he was, Jeong Seolah was better.

Others might not have known it, and she had no intention of publicizing it. But she had no intention of hiding it, either.

Still in midair, she kicked upward under the player’s arm. Since he was already lifting it, the added force sent his arm shooting uncontrollably toward the sky.

At the sa ti, spinning once in place, Jeong Seolah’s dagger sliced across the player’s neck.

Then the dagger plunged down.

Thud.

He fell silent.

It all happened in a fraction of a second, before the other twenty-eight people watching could even register that the awkward, pointless standoff had ended, let alone decide how to react.

It was that brief, but when Jeong Seolah landed back on the ground, sothing had definitely changed.

FLASH.

A burst of light flared from Jeong Seolah’s body.

And the number of players gathered there dropped from thirty to twenty-nine.

There wasn’t a single Fantastic World player who didn’t know why Jeong Seolah’s body had lit up.

[Level 2!]

In the place where thirty players had all been equal, a change had occurred.

Everyone’s gaze turned to Jeong Seolah, who was now clearly stronger than the rest—the woman they had thought of as just eye candy.

But Jeong Seolah was no longer there.

She had judged and moved faster than anyone else to begin with, and she was doing the sa now.

By the ti the players snapped out of it, two more were already on the ground.

Jeong Seolah’s body flashed again.

*

—Is that even human?

—Wow. I knew she had good control from watching raids on Simin’s stream, but I thought it was all buffs and gear. Guess not. Holy crap.

—No way, how is that even possible? You’re telling

thirty top-tier rankers couldn’t beat one person and got wiped?

—Honestly, the skill gap was insane.

—What are you talking about? That Murderer guy who’s done nothing but PK since launch was there too.

—He was already five levels below Seolah by the ti they fought.

—Actually, she fought 29-to-1 and won.

—Yeah, I agree. Looking back, that’s what happened. If they’d just turned it into a free-for-all and tried to even out the levels, maybe they’d have had a chance.

—That’s bullshit. I checked another region, and there’s almost no stat change up to level 10. I an, it’s not zero, but looking at the numbers, it’s a pure skill gap. Plus, there’s no level-up heal buff here.

The viewers watching the broadcast were in an uproar.

They couldn’t help it.

—That’s what you call a girl crush.

—Insane. Seriously. What are her base stats that she can move like that?

—It just looks like a movie.

Jeong Seolah was the kind of woman players would fall for even if she just stood still. On top of that, she had put on the perfect performance for this show, taking down all thirty players.

Alone.

With nothing but her own skill.

Wielding nothing but a single old, chipped dagger.

There had been no modifiers of any kind.

Even when faced with the cowardice of twenty-eight players who ford a temporary alliance against her, she didn’t hesitate or show a shred of fear, cutting them down one by one.

The hour that passed during the slaughter didn’t feel long to the viewers at all. If anything, it felt short. So viewers even pulled up the replay on the side to rewatch it imdiately.

Twice, three tis.

Her movents were so clean and efficient that they were impressive every ti.

Early in the ga, Han Simin had marveled at her artful movents, how she dodged attacks with only the most necessary motions. Now, tens of millions of viewers were finally able to appreciate them too.

This might have been the region that would beco the biggest turning point in this survival. Depending on how things played out here, it could affect the remaining 470 people.

And Jeong Seolah had cleaned it up neatly.

Of course, for the other 470, it was the worst possible outco—anything but neat.

In a survival ga, the most valuable and easiest prey for leveling up were other players, and out of the 499 limited chunks of EXP available, Jeong Seolah had already absorbed thirty of them.

The early gap had already opened.

The sad part was that the players on the island had no way of knowing that.

More than forty percent of the viewers kept their eyes glued to Jeong Seolah’s screen after that, even though there were still over 400 players on the island.

—I’m looking forward to this.

—She’s not just good at control.

—Yep. As a combat specialist, I can tell this woman knows how to play the ga.

Just following her gaze was enough. They were sure it would be.

—That body though... wow.

Though the biggest reason was probably sothing else.

8.

If you had to na the player drawing the most attention in this survival, it would undoubtedly be Han Simin.

The true powerhouse who could flip the balance of the Fantastic World continent on a whim. The first player to earn a noble title, who beca the Emperor’s son-in-law, spent his nights with the Imperial Princess, tad a dragon, went to the Demon World to film content, and was racking up absurd achievents like manipulating the Demon King and Heavenly King to alter the Main Quest itself.

People were curious.

What had a player like that been like at the very beginning?

They were excited.

The beginning of an Enhancer.

How would he grow?

They couldn’t help but be curious.

Even though he didn’t have the tad monsters that were practically his signature.

Even though he didn’t have his gleaming

15 weapons and armor.

Just because he was an Enhancer.

So, many viewers watched Han Simin, even at the cost of missing the final monts of Jeong Seolah’s fight.

However, as ti passed and they saw him just running all over the place with a hamr, fleeing from everything, they started leaving one by one.

It was only natural. There were plenty of entertaining scenes to watch without forcing themselves to watch that.

So the number of viewers watching Han Simin steadily dropped.

anwhile, Han Simin just kept running for his life.