"The Parkers still have a reputation?" Wang Teng exclaimed.
Strachey: …
Everyone: …
This fellow is quite cruel.
"Don't disgrace our name." Strachey fumed.
"All right, I'll play along." The young hero pretended to feel helpless.
"Wang Teng, why not think about it some more?" said the Second Prince after some hesitation, also feeling that Yuan Hong had better odds of winning.
After all, one was no. 1 in Zone 4, while the other was first place in Zone 8. The difference was evident.
"It's all right. I'm choosing Huang Xinghua," Wang Teng said.
No one else commented, since the latter had decided. They felt curious, wondering if Huang Xinghua had some unknown trump card.
None of them noticed how the Crown Prince opened his eyes and glanced at Wang Teng in surprise, right when he said that Huang Xinghua would win.
Time flew. The second part of the revival round was in progress. Many warriors lost their battle abilities and were kicked out.
Yuan Hong had defeated eight martial warriors thus far, while Huang Xinghua only defeated six.
As for Wade, his performance was surprising; he defeated three martial warriors and was stubbornly holding on.
His resilience was impressive.
Strachey glanced at Wang Teng proudly. He seemed certain of his victory.
Wang Teng remained calm and composed. He didn't seem to take the matter to heart, which made his rival feel frustrated.
Three more hours passed. Huang Xinghua shortened the gap and was only one person behind Yuan Hong.
Only the fatty Wade, Yuan Hong and Huang Xinghua remained in the arena.
They hovered up above, forming a triangle, staring at one another.
The two favorites sized up the fatty with strange expressions.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Wade rubbed the cold sweat off his forehead and gave them a humble smile. He looked harmless and innocent.
"Hahaha, this fatty is so funny!"
"Only three are left and the fatty is one of them! This is unexpected!"
"This fatty is quite capable. He's standing alongside Yuan Hong and Huang Xinghua. He can boast about this for life!"
"Hahaha, that's true."
"Even if the fatty doesn't win, I'm willing to call him Brother Wei!"
"Pfft… Brother Wei?!"
"This is a good nickname. Let's call him Brother Wei from now on."
"Brother Wei: Did I agree to be named like this?"
Silence.
On the live chat platform—everyone laughed when they noticed Wade's expression. He looked out of place while standing beside Yuan Hong and Huang Xinghua. It was a funny sight.
The two others exchanged glances and dashed towards the fatty.
That was the last martial warrior!
Huang Xinghua had to defeat the fatty to catch up with Yuan Hong.
The latter also wanted to defeat the funny guy to assert his win.
"Oh my god!" The fatty was in a predicament. He shouted and ran when he saw the two warriors charging towards him.
The audience burst out laughing again.
This fatty is just here to lighten the mood for us, right?
"Stop running!" Yuan Hong shouted and attacked, using his two battle axes.
Huang Xinghua didn't waste his time, either. Blade glows were shot, blocking all of the fatty's escape routes.
"I'd be an idiot if I didn't run." The fatty kept on running furiously, not giving any chances; he ran much faster than the two pursuers; they were incapable of catching up.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Some time later…
The fatty panted heavily and stopped. He waved his hands. "All right, all right, I admit defeat. I can't run anymore. Stop chasing me; what did I do?"
Yuan Hong and Huang Xinghua stopped and stared at each other, at a loss for words.
This fatty admitted defeat!
What do we do now?
"23333 This is so funny. The fatty admitted defeat. Who gets his score?"
"Maybe half each?"
"Hahaha, that's our fatty. Livening up the mood."
"He's in the limelight!"
"Brother Wei! Brother Wei!"
"Brother Wei is amazing!"
…
The audience on the live chat platform laughed until their stomachs hurt.
Since the fellow admitted defeat, Yuan Hong and Huang Xinghua turned to look at each other.
It was finally their turn.
The latter was only one person behind in the score, but only one candidate could emerge from the revival round. Hence, defeating the former would equalize the score; furthermore, being the one who defeated Yuan Hong, he would naturally gain the right to be revived.
At first, Yuan Hong just needed to defeat one more person and would have won. And yet, fate had it that they would end up having to battle it out.
They stared at each other in midair, panting lightly. Much of their energy was exhausted during the previous battles; it was hard to tell how much energy remained.
The next instant, their gazes turned firm as they swiftly used their most powerful techniques.
A dazzling glow blossomed around Yuan Hong's battle ax. A ninth-level Strength Ultima was gathered around it, creating scary fluctuations.
Airwaves resulted from the Force swept out, seemingly able to cut through the air.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})"Yuan Hong's attack seems stronger than before. There's a domain power embedded to it," the Second Prince exclaimed.
