Chapter 20: The Killing Wind

“I—”

“Damn!”

[SquidBBQ], the falling player, splits one word across two scenes.
Now at the event NPC, surrounded by gawking players, he’s dumbfounded.

What just happened?

Wasn’t he shot mid-fall?

Spectators bombard him with questions about getting sniped while plummeting.
Snapping out of it, [SquidBBQ] checks the leaderboard, confirming his name, then stares wide-eyed at the cyan wind user on the big screen.

He nearly wails. His points!

This wind user’s a demon!

Sobs aside, he hears someone ask about his expression. Another explains:

“Didn’t you see? [SquidBBQ] was 15th with 5548 points!”
“Holy sh*t! That wind user hit the jackpot!”
“Eight kills already boosted [Clouds and Breezes] high.
Sniping half of this guy’s points shot him from outside top 100 to top 10!”
“Insane! Wind class is nuts!”
“Seriously wild. That fall was fast, and he landed a basic shot!”

[SquidBBQ] wants to cry harder.

He jumped to save points, having racked up plenty.
Chased by five players, knowing he couldn’t win, he bolted, got cornered on a rooftop, and chose self-elimination.

No player damage, full points retained.
With over an hour left, he’d still rank mid-to-high.

But who could’ve predicted?
Who the hell saw that coming?
Falling that fast, no one below, and a basic arrow from the next building hits!

[Clouds and Breezes] isn’t human!

Still—

Fuming, [SquidBBQ] glares at the screen.
Now Clouds is the fat sheep!
Fatter than him!

This wind user fought others; he’s the street’s prime target.
Those five who chased [SquidBBQ]? They’ll come for him.

Hmph! Eat my points? You’re next!

He’s not alone in this bet.

Spectators outside buzz, eager for Clouds to flex again—or get taken down.

In the arena, nearby players, stunned, rush the apartment building.

As for Yun Shi:

The event camera plays up the drama, cutting to nearby players’ shocked faces and movements after his kills, then back to him.

Spectators see he didn’t linger.
He’s already left the room, heading up to the rooftop without pause.

By the time pursuers arrive, Yun Shi’s broken through the rooftop door, standing at the edge.

“Is he jumping to save points?”
“Lame if he does.”
“Look! Six chasers!”
“Fight! Don’t let him jump!”

The big screen’s crowd roars, voices overlapping, waiting for Yun Shi’s move.

The six pursuers, in a temporary truce, aim for Clouds.
Seeing him at the edge, they guess he’s jumping to save points.

Including [SquidBBQ]’s chasers, they won’t repeat their mistake.
They use dash and displacement skills to close in, needing just one hit.
If he jumps after taking damage, his points are theirs—like he stole [SquidBBQ]’s.

Skills fly; Yun Shi leaps outward.

But not as expected.
Mid-jump, he chains a double jump, landing cleanly on the next building’s rooftop edge.

The area’s buildings, like Yun Shi’s old recycling station, are cramped—3 meters apart.
A 2-meter jump plus a 1.5-meter double jump gets him across.

The pursuers’ skills, not ultimates, miss; Yun Shi’s jump outranges them.
They held back big skills and controls, planning a second-round melee once someone scored points.

But they didn’t expect to fail copying his move.

With so many points, the six won’t quit.
They rush the edge, ready to jump after him.

Then, Yun Shi pulls a feint.
He steps back two paces, tossing two skills:

[Wind Butterfly]—crowd control, staggering the six.
[Wind Feather]—AoE, tagging each with damage.

All six fall, and Yun Shi moves on.

A second wave arrives—three players, noticing he didn’t descend but jumped buildings.
A makeshift alliance, they lack synergy, with uneven skill.

Two throw controls; one’s still chanting a skill name.

Yun Shi uses his control-break, dodges the attacks, singles out one with a control skill, tosses a spider leg from his inventory at the chanter, and finishes the controlled player with a single-target skill.

“What?”
“Spider! Aaaah!”
“Why’s there a spider? Help!”
“What’s my skill name? I forgot! Help!”

The chanter panics, dodging the spider leg, ignoring the fight.

Yun Shi, unfazed, finishes the second player.
With skills on cooldown, he uses basic attacks, chaining hits on one spot for a stun, then reaps with his off-hand weapon.

Nine pursuers down, one remains—a teary, baby-faced player scared by the spider leg.

[JellyPudding]: “Bro, can you go easy?”

Yun Shi says nothing, his shark-tooth dagger cleanly slicing their neck.

The elimination list goes wild.

One, two, three… nine!
With the prior nine, 18 kills in under three minutes!

The cyan figure calmly enters the second building’s stairwell.
The camera pans away; spectators gasp.

Holy sh*t! What kind of killing god is this?

Jiang Shu, long eliminated, watches the screen, hyped.
The camera catches a leisurely figure strolling the streets.

Jiang Shu fumes, wanting to shake his cousin: What are you doing?!
Ex-league champ, even retired, you can’t stroll like a grandpa!
Learn from the wind pro! Bo He, are you even trying?!

The camera shifts, capturing varied player reactions—priceless as the system spams one player’s kills.

Finally, it lingers on the former points leader: [GreenWoodFate], from a major guild.
Their eight-man team swarms, group-attacking, letting their leader finish low-health targets.

This feeding keeps GreenWoodFate’s leader first.

But the leaderboard updates.

Top spot? [Clouds and Breezes], the guide-seller.

GreenWoodFate’s team buzzes:

“Which guild’s that wind user with?”
“No clue. Maybe Fire?”
“Whoever it is, they’re generous, feeding a newbie.”
“He’s a support, right?”
“Hope he’s well-protected. If we meet him…”

The big screen shows the second-place guild’s chatter.

Spectators shake their heads.

GreenWood’s outclassed!

Solo! 1v18!
One man topping your eight-man team!