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

Chapter 40: Even professional players can be this bad...

The assassin who had been named could no longer hide and jumped out, rushing towards them.

He started with a quick thrust, rapidly closing in on them.

To be fair, this guy's skill level is much higher than that of Yuezhong Miantianqi, whom he fought alongside, and even Ye Du Hantan. However, after fighting against the [Sword Saint] and the [Magician] in succession, I always felt that he was a little lacking.

He took a step forward, fired two pistols in bursts, and then, relying on instinct, continued to take steps forward and fire bursts at the assassin.

The assassin was clearly flustered after being ambushed and was unable to mount an effective attack, which made Lu Chen feel a little bored while fighting.

Just as Lu Chen was feeling regretful, a rapidly approaching figure threw a flask filled with magma at him!

Magician Skill, [Lava Flask] —

The magician is here again?

Lu Chen sat up straight instinctively, his Po Jun and Tan Lang swords aimed directly at the figure in the sky!

"Yifan, let me help you!" a boy said earnestly.

"Yingjie, Xiao—" Before the assassin called Yifan could finish speaking, a single shot, just one shot, struck the perfectly angled flask in the sky, shattering it instantly. The flask, filled with lava, poured down towards the ground.

Gao Yingjie was slightly taken aback, his expression filled with astonishment and confusion.

He was actually quite satisfied with the angle at which he threw the lava bottle. At this angle, the opponent would either have to give up attacking Yifan or simply have to endure the damage from his lava bottle.

but----

Gun-drawing technique?! At that angle and speed—how could he hit the lava bottle he had thrown with such precision?! This person—is he a professional player?!

Gao Yingjie was initially puzzled by his captain's decision to send his team to defeat the two in the online game, but now he seemed to understand.

This sharpshooter, this guy who raises his glass to the moon, is no ordinary player!

The flight angle deflected, and the hand hidden beneath the wide mage's robe aimed at the figure that was still continuously outputting damage, throwing out two magic missiles!

"Yifan, well done—"

"That's interesting." A strange but clear voice rang out, and there seemed to be a hint of—satisfaction?

The positions of the two sides seemed to have reversed, as if they weren't professional players, and the other side was the one testing them.

"What's going on?" A female voice rang out. Gao Yingjie didn't need to turn around to know that the speaker was Liu Fei, the only female sharpshooter player in Tiny Herb.

"I've encountered a really skilled marksman," Gao Yingjie casually replied, focused on operating his account.

"Heh, how good can a marksman be in an online game?" Liu Fei's words carried a hint of arrogance, as if she was very proud of her status as a professional player.

"He is very—" Gao Yingjie was about to say something when his pupils contracted slightly, and his eyes showed a bad premonition.

Was it just a test before? An unbelievable feeling suddenly flashed through Gao Yingjie's mind, because the sharpshooter on the other side suddenly started to speed up, and this sudden speed increase directly suppressed his character.

They didn't even give themselves a chance to fight back.

The character Gao Yingjie was controlling quickly collapsed to the ground, unable to move any further.

"Let me do it." On the other side, a person controlling the Ghost Swordsman suddenly spoke up. He was also a member of Tiny Herb's substitute team, Zhou Yebai, who could be considered half of Tiny Herb's main player.

His words carried a hint of confidence. In his view, no matter how strong the opponent was, after taking down three professional players, even if their health was still high, their mana would probably be almost depleted. Entering the fray at this point would allow him to easily eliminate the opponent.

But soon, curses erupted: "What the hell? You can take medicine?!"

"Uh—you can take medicine in the wild, don't you even know that?" A surprised voice rang out, and the genuine doubt in it made Zhou Yebai's face turn pale and then red.

He naturally knew that it was permissible to take medicine in the wild, but in his view, this was a formal competition, so how could he take medicine?

"You can't even take medicine? You're such a newbie!"

"Maybe?"

"Basic skills — um —"

The continuous noises made Zhou Yebai lose his composure, and Gao Yingjie could clearly feel that Zhou Yebai's actions were becoming chaotic.

When your mind is in turmoil, your actions will naturally become chaotic as well.

Liu Fei started to feel a little flustered even before she began.

"How does it feel?" Ye Xiu controlled Lord Grim to pull Liu Fei down and toss her to Baozi and Tang Rou, who were waiting impatiently on the other side. The two of them quickly pounced on the sharpshooter.

"Not as good as Huang Shaotian and Wang Jiexi—" Lu Chen thought for a moment and gave the most honest evaluation he could. He handed the Ghost Swordsman's spear over to Lord Grim, who then handed it back in the same way. The two of them treated the Ghost Swordsman like a ball, kicking him around to help Lu Chen hone his skills in actual combat.

"You're comparing—" Ye Xiu's expression was somewhat subtle. Had he been a little too hasty? Xiao Lu's first professional-level opponent was himself, who was slightly distracted. The second was Liu Hao, a Berserker who wasn't particularly skilled. The third was Huang Shaotian's Swordsman. Not two days later, it was Wang Jiexi's Magic Scholar.

Their standards were suddenly raised significantly, and compared to them, these few—were somewhat less impressive.

"Even compared to Liu Hao, he's far inferior—" Lu Chen sighed and commented.

"Although Liu Hao is a bit of a slacker, he's still a top-tier player." Ye Xiu sighed. He always felt that Liu Hao had more potential for development, which is why he treated him with such a strict attitude.

Looking back now, I suppose I bear some responsibility for how Liu Hao has become like this.

He could have gone much further.

"These guys...can you even call them professional players?" Lu Chen asked, looking at the five characters lying around him and his group. "Such weak professional players—apart from that mage, the others posed no threat at all?"

"Uh—" Ye Xiu was taken aback by this sudden question and didn't know what to say: "I guess I'm one of the weaker professional players?"

"Which team are they from?" Lu Chen suddenly asked with some curiosity.

"What do you think?" Ye Xiu didn't answer directly, but lit a cigarette and asked with a smile.

"Tiny Herb?" Lu Chen asked.

"Oh? How did you figure that out?" Ye Xiu became interested.

"That magic scholar's style is somewhat similar to Wang Jiexi's, but only superficially," Lu Chen commented after thinking for a moment.

"I think so too—" Ye Xiu paused for a moment: "Yeah, it seems to be true—Witch, Battle Mage, Sharpshooter, Ghost Swordsman, Assassin—I looked at Tiny Herb's player roster for this season, and the reserve players all match up."

Ye Xiu smiled and looked at the corpse lying next to Ju Bei Yao Yue: "Actually, it's not just that the demonic scholar who's somewhat interesting—"