MMORPG: Martial Gamer

In the first match, the Crowd of Misfits team continued to employ their usual three-pronged strategy, and as expected, they unleashed their strongest weapon, Wang Yu, in the third game.

The Pantheon side had anticipated this as well and did not deliberately select their players for the third round.

Everyone had witnessed Wang Yu's strength in the previous match; he could single-handedly suppress the full roster of the Holy Hall team, which included seven formidable players. Although the Pantheon players were strong, their individual strength was only slightly superior to that of the Holy Hall team. In terms of one-on-one combat, Wang Yu was undoubtedly the world's number one; no one present could rival him.

This was something the Pantheon players did not dare to doubt.

Given this, and knowing that they were destined to lose anyway, it didn't matter who they sent in, so Uranus pondered for a moment and decided to step onto the battlefield himself.

There was indeed a reason why Uranus could be the captain of the Pantheon.

The players in Pantheon were all renowned experts who valued their reputation greatly. Even though they knew Wang Yu was powerful and losing to him wouldn't be shameful, no one wanted to step up and get humiliated.

Uranus was well aware of this, so he took it upon himself to enter the arena, sparing his subordinates from the embarrassment. This action truly earned him more goodwill from others.

When the audience saw Uranus and Wang Yu appearing on the battlefield simultaneously, their faces lit up with anticipation.

There was no need to mention how strong Wang Yu was; regardless of whether the Crowd of Misfits team could win the championship this time, the title of the world's number one expert would definitely belong to someone else.

Uranus, known as the Light of the Firmament, was the captain of such an all-star super team like Pantheon. If the Pantheon players represented the gods, then Uranus was the lord of the gods... Being the leader of such powerful beings spoke volumes about his capability.

For these two to meet in the finals, and in a one-on-one battle no less, this clash could be considered an epic king's battle, a peak showdown between the previous generation's champion and the current generation's champion.

Such a high-level competition was, of course, worthy of everyone's attention.

For the audience, being able to witness this match was worth the price of admission alone.

Once they entered the arena, the two stood on the street.

Uranus wore a serious expression, as if facing a great enemy.

Wang Yu, on the other hand, had a calm demeanor, exuding an air of composure.

As the wind blew, the countdown for the match ended, and the battle began.

Wang Yu's gaze sharpened, and he leaped towards Uranus.

Just as everyone was eagerly watching the match unfold, Uranus instinctively took a few steps back upon seeing Wang Yu charge at him and quickly raised both hands, loudly declaring, "I concede!"

"Pfft!!"

Upon hearing Uranus's words, the audience collectively spat out a mouthful of blood.

What the hell is this? Everyone was waiting to see a fierce battle between you two, and you just concede?

It felt like finally getting a winning hand in mahjong, only for someone to kick over the table. The audience's emotions were understandable; they were ready to rush onto the field and pin Uranus down for a beating.

The not-yet-departed Kyushu team also wore confused expressions: "What the hell is Uranus doing? Wasn't he very arrogant when fighting us? Why does he look so timid when facing this guy?"

"It must be a psychological tactic", Sacred Mountain said with certainty. "I've heard that in expert duels, they can battle for three hundred rounds without even striking a blow, just through mental confrontation."

"Really? How come I can't do that?" the Kyushu team members replied, bewildered.

In terms of strength, the Kyushu team's players were not significantly weaker than Uranus.

"Maybe it's because you guys are not strong enough", Sacred Mountain began to show off.

"Oh, come on!" Boundless Ocean retorted, "At your age still acting so childish, it's clear that Uranus doesn't want to reveal his trump card."

"Hiding his strength, huh?" Sacred Mountain mocked mercilessly, "Although that Iron Bull isn't a good thing, what difference does it make whether Uranus hides or not in terms of strength?"

"Hmph! You don't understand anything!"

Boundless Ocean shot Sacred Mountain an annoyed glare.

Meanwhile, Fearless was explaining to the Quan Zhen team: "With Old Bull's strength, the Pantheon has no chance of winning the match head-on. They can only rely on unexpected tactics. Uranus isn't just hiding his strength; he's probably trying to conceal even his class from Old Bull."

"Wow, that's so underhanded!" Everyone in the group raised their middle fingers at Uranus.

However, Fearless sighed, "Knowing when to endure and conceal one's strengths can be a hidden weapon. This guy is not easy to deal with. In the third match, they have home court advantage. If he takes command at a crucial moment, even with Old Bull on our side, our chances of winning will be slim."

"Wait, are you saying your strategy is even worse than his? That's pretty pathetic…"

The Quan Zhen team's greatest skill was seizing every opportunity to criticize their companions. Fearless's intention was to highlight Uranus's cunning and adaptability, but the Quan Zhen group quickly derailed the conversation, banding together to ridicule Fearless.

Fearless was not one to let it go easily.

"No, no, no!" Fearless waved his hands. "In team battles, the key is team strength. Even if Old Bull and I are strong, we can't carry a bunch of idiots, right? Don't you think? If I had a team with equal strength, I could easily take him down."

"Go to hell!"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into anger.

…

Amidst the audience's curses, Wang Yu was reluctantly teleported out of the arena.

To be fair, Wang Yu came to this competition not only to showcase his skills but also to find some worthy opponents.

Yet, for some reason, in these few matches, any player he faced either resorted to tricks and ran all over the map or just conceded outright.

It left Wang Yu feeling quite disheartened.

After finally encountering a stronger opponent, he wasn't even given a chance to display his skills, and Wang Yu felt so lonely...

It was one thing to be invincible in reality, but to find no opponents in a game made him feel understood by no one.

Fortunately, there were many powerful BOSSes in the game who wouldn't flee.

After the match, he would have to find a few big BOSSes to vent his frustrations.

Wang Yu thought to himself.

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, the hidden BOSSes lurking in various corners of the game felt an inexplicable shiver run down their spines.

…

After three matches, the Crowd of Misfits team temporarily led 2-0 against Pantheon, but everyone knew that the Crowd of Misfits had already exhausted their trump cards, and what followed would be a series of easy points.

Before the fourth match began, Fearless earnestly said, "In the upcoming matches, try not to linger in battles! Just go up and concede."

"Why should we?" Everyone looked puzzled. "Our strength has already been gauged; do we still need to hide it?"

"Look at what you're saying!" Fearless scoffed. "Even if you wanted to hide, you'd need the strength for it. I'm asking you to concede to conceal your weaknesses... to avoid being targeted when you step onto the battlefield. Otherwise, Old Bull and I will have to take care of you useless folks."

"Damn you!"

The Crowd of Misfits team, feeling insulted, clenched their fists. If it weren't for the match, they might have beaten Fearless to a pulp right then and there.