The King's Avatar: Become Stronger After Being Rejected, Don't Agree!

Chapter 36 Sound

"Speaking of which, what were you saying just now? What do you mean by trash talk? I prefer to call it a kind of mental challenge for the players. I meant well, you know? —"

"Stop talking, I'm turning off the room voice chat!" Ye Xiu shouted irritably.

However, this seemed to have no effect on Huang Shaotian. Even without the voice system, he was still talking happily.

"Keep it up, Xiao Chen!" Tang Rou massaged Lu Chen's shoulders to encourage him.

Lu Chen nodded happily: "Okay, Sister Xiaorou!"

"Do you need me to explain Huang Shaotian's strengths and weaknesses to you?" Su Muqiu floated over from Ye Xiu's side and asked with a smile.

Lu Chen glanced at the time, pondered for a moment, and shook his head almost imperceptibly.

[Rejection value detected. Congratulations, host!]

Let's collect the rewards first!

"Alright, after all, it's not good for me to always remind you when you encounter an opponent. It's better to experience it yourself than to hear it a thousand times. Although the opponent is strong, you still have a chance to win, Xiao Chen." Su Muqiu cheered from behind: "Ranged attacks have an advantage in close combat, especially sharpshooters who can ignore terrain to some extent."

Furthermore, the opponent is a professional player accustomed to using high-level accounts, as could be seen from the dungeon run just now. Although he relied on his superior skills, he still seemed somewhat unaccustomed to it.

All we need to do is withstand his trash talk!

Although she said she wouldn't remind Lu Chen, Su Muqiu couldn't help but say a few words.

"Hold on to the trash talk —" Lu Chen glanced at the long paragraphs of text floating on the public channel. The well-organized paragraphs kept flashing, attracting people's peripheral vision and making them want to take a look to see what it was.

However, the content itself didn't inspire any desire to read it.

It wasn't for any other reason, but because—just like Huang Shaotian speaking without taking a breath when he gets excited, this guy's long, sarcastic remarks were delivered without punctuation!

Lu Chen glanced at the time; the countdown had just begun and ten seconds had passed. He thought for a moment, then hesitated: "Young Master Huang, why didn't you use punctuation?"

Liu Mu: [You've hit the nail on the head! You see, sometimes without punctuation, it doesn't read smoothly, right? Doesn't this increase the reader's reading effort? It's a brilliant idea, isn't it?]

Lu Chen patiently read through the passage: [What if the other person feels it's too long, and originally wanted to read it, but then gave up because there's no punctuation? Wouldn't that render the trash talk ineffective?]

Huang Shaotian was stunned for a moment: "What?!"

Just as I made my call, gunfire erupted from the other side. I lifted myself into the air almost instantly, my gun blazing as I tried to quickly locate my opponent.

Huang Shaotian instantly dropped his playful expression.

Lu Chen is undoubtedly a professional-level player. Huang Shaotian has great confidence in his judgment; at the very least, he can tell whether a player has talent or not.

Moreover, Ye Xiu thought so too. How could he possibly misjudge both the Fighting God and the Sword Saint, who were renowned figures in the professional league?

When facing a professional player, Huang Shaotian will show the same determination as a lion hunting a rabbit.

Huh?

Lu Chen paused for a moment. He had rushed from the refresh point to the midfield, but apart from the messages constantly floating in the public channel, there was no movement from the other side.

That shouldn't be the case. Judging from how noisy the other person was, he should be the same type of player as Baozi, right? A professional player shouldn't be unable to tell the direction of the sound, should he? Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He might have made some wrong judgments.

"Although that guy is incredibly noisy, he's probably the most patient of the nearly two hundred professional players in the league—" In their private chat, Su Mucheng chuckled as she introduced Huang Shaotian to Tang Rou: "Before he earned the title of Sword Saint, Huang Shaotian had another nickname: 'Demon Blade,' referring to the unpredictable nature of his fighting style. He's quiet until he strikes, and then it's like lightning—"

"Xiao Chen, will Xiao Chen lose?" Tang Rou glanced at Lu Chen beside her, who was focused on him, and asked in a low voice with concern.

"Probably so —" Su Mucheng sighed.

It would be strange if a newbie who hasn't been playing for very long could win against a professional player who has had their account banned.

Why can't I find it?

Lu Chen felt somewhat puzzled. He kept adjusting his position and quickly moved around the arena. It's no exaggeration to say that he had almost explored the entire map, but he still couldn't find any trace of Liu Mu.

Was the search not thorough enough? Lu Chen frowned, glancing at the ammunition level in his gun. The time for the flying shot was almost up; he should first—

Just before the moon was about to set, in that awkward period of uncertainty, we raised our cups in invitation.

A beam of light shot out from the blind spot of Ju Bei Yao Yue's vision, and the orange-tier vampire lightsaber in his hand shone with a captivating light.

"Such a fast sword!" Baozi exclaimed in surprise, "Could this be the legendary 'A sword comes from the west, a celestial being descending from the heavens'?!"

"What the hell?!" Su Mucheng couldn't help but laugh. Tang Rou realized that her new best friend had a very low threshold for laughter.

"This...is the demon sword?" Tang Rou put herself in that situation, imagining herself on the field...

There's no escaping it.

Xiao Chen————

"Bang!"

Everyone was stunned.

Just as the orange lightsaber was about to pierce Jubei Yaoyue, and just as Jubei Yaoyue landed, [a backhand strike]!

The specialized bullet pierced Liu Mu's forehead in an instant, while Huang Shaotian was equally fast, taking action almost the instant that Ju Bei Yao Yue turned around.

[Force Cancel - Block]!

At that moment, the bullet struck the blade and was split in two. The control effect of the counterattack failed to materialize, but the damage still had to be absorbed by Liu Mu!

"This is illogical!" Huang Shaotian muttered immediately, his lightsaber flashing beautifully as he repeatedly parried the leg that Ju Bei Yao Yue was kicking at him. "This Xiao Lu is definitely a monster! His reaction time is so fast. How did he realize I was lying in wait for him? I didn't reveal anything, did I? —"

"Hmm?" Ye Xiu, who was smoking, paused slightly, then quickly adjusted his view, observing the movements of "Raising a Cup to Invite the Moon" from a god-like perspective, and smiled: "Little Lu—"

"Xiao Lu, how did you do that?" Su Mucheng's eyes widened in surprise. "That was definitely a blind spot, and he—"

"It's a sound," Tang Rou said definitively. "The sound revealed Liu Mu's location—"