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The victory screen flashed, announcing the winner.
The NetherRealm fell silent.
Beaver Stadium fell silent.
For a few seconds, the spectating fans paid their respects to the ultimate battle that they just witnessed in one of the most iconic locations in Warstar.
’What... a battle!’ They all thought.
’If only this was the final, and not just the 2nd round battle!’
The screen flashed again, showcasing the final score of this epic battle.
(Warstar World Championship:)
(Venue: Beaver Stadium)
(2nd Round:)
(Team England vs Team China)
(Individual Batte: 1 point – 2 points)
(3 vs 3 Battle Rush: Winner- Team China; 3 points)
(5 vs 5 Team Battle: Winner- Team China; 5 points)
(Location: NetherRealm)
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(Team England Total Points: 1)
(Team China Total Points: 9)
...
(Winner: Team China)
To think that a whole Team England, one of the oldest Warstar-playing countries would suffer a humiliation of this level.
The display of the scoreline above in the gigantic 3-way holographic screen beca the cue for the Chinese fans as they roared at the top of their lungs.
They sang the na of their captain.
"ng Yu Wa!" "ng Yu Wa!" "ng Yu Wa!"
In that mont, Gabriel felt what his senior felt weeks ago when they won against them in the Warstar RPG Champions League.
’Damn! This is awful’.
’And there’s no backstage to escape either’.
The players finally ca out of the gaming booths.
The England players had disappointed looks on their faces. It was not just the fact that they lost, but the manner in which they lost.
Losing by just 1 point to their opponent’s 9 points was a bitter pill to swallow.
At the other side stood Team China, and ng Yu Wa.
ng Yu Wa was a tall, muscular man with a stern expression; he wore traditional Chinese clothing with subtle hints of his powerful in-ga aura.
He had dark blue eyes that hid deep aning and long black hair that he wore in a ponytail, with several large additional strands of hair dangling from his head like leaves from a tree.
’This guy...!’ Gabriel felt irked. ’Why is he staring at like that?’
’Bastard! Are you looking down on ?!’
Gabriel was gentle but mostly in front of the dia. In reality, just like most other pro Warstar players at the very top, he was very competitive.
And at this mont, that look on his opponent’s face irked him.
He walked over to ng Wu Ya smiling, the tall and handso Chinese man staring him down all the way.
When he got close enough, Gabriel leaned in with a harmless smile. "You cheap Lui Zhigang knock-off!" He cleverly pinched ng Yu Wa by the waist.
"You beat this ti. But beware, next ti, I’m coming for first place".
ng Wu Ya looked down at him with an impassive look on his face. "You’re free to try".
’He’s looking down at ..., who does he have to be taller than ?’ Gabriel felt even more irked. ’Is he really looking down on ?!’
’Bastard!’
Inside, Team England’s captain raged but before the cara, he maintained a gentle smile of a graceful sportsman on his face who accepted loss with a cool deanor as he trudged out of the stage with his teammates.
They left the stage for ng Wu Ya and his team to bask in the glory.
Team England’s journey was cut short.
’Dammit!’ Gabriel clenched his fists tightly as he and his team walked off.
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Birmingham City, England...
"Tsk, what a man!" Benjamin chuckled as he stared at the screen, at ng Wu Ya who hogged most of the attention. "Not as manly as I am though!" He added with a grin.
"F*ck off!" Genevieve glared at him.
Benjamine sighed with grievance. "To the outside world, you’re this gentle Angel of peace, if only they see how you treat ..."
"That’s because you deserve it!" Genevieve was getting agitated.
"That’s enough". Caleb ca in between them, calming them down.
"This ng Wu Ya...," Aria could not help but mutter, her competitive spirit rising. "To think that he would be the one to teach that Gabriel a lesson on our behalf, humph! This big sister didn’t send you".
Standing up, she snuck towards the Warstar console and its connected monitor. "Hey," she spoke to the screen.
"This ng Wu Ya is really sothing".
"In your peak, you and him, who would win?"
Lord Doom chuckled the next mont from inside the ga. "How many tis will I have to say this?"
He sighed. "I’d win".
"Hmph!" Aria snorted. "Cocky bastard".
None of them wasted ti though as quickly setting the ga up, they logged into Warstar the next mont.
They were eager to level up as fast as possible.
They were all already above level 10.
Before entering the ga, Genevieve could not help but incline her head to look at Aria. "Hmmm..., you’re not returning to et your boyfriend?"
"And miss the final? Not a chance!"
Genevieve shrugged. "What’s there to watch? China would win, and most likely, they won’t even get to play a team battle as they’ll snatch 6 points from botht he individual battles and the 3 vs 3 Battle Rush".
"Tomorrow, we’ll know".
...
ng Yu Wa was extrely famous in the eSports community in China, but this was largely restricted to just there.
Afterall, every Warstar-playing country had their own established pro scene and their own God level players.
They would definitely respect their God level players more than experts from other countries but after the performance against Team England, ng Yu Wa’s reputation precede him.
The Chinese King’s na spread across the borders of China.
This was why in the wait and build-up to the final of the Warstar RPG World Championship, the question was not if China could win, but rather if they would be able to win without playing the team battle.
This removed most of the elent of surprise and excitent from the final, but a record-breaking crowd was ready to watch it nonetheless.
Afterall, they wanted to see ng Wu Ya in action again.
Ti moved fast and in a little while, another 24 hours already passed.
The final of the Warstar RPG World Championship between Team U.S.A and Team England started.
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