Chapter 79: The Chain Collision on the Log Bridge

If the two previous battles could be attributed to the participants suffering brain cramps that led to unexpected wipeouts, then what unfolded next was nothing short of a chain collision on a bustling highway.

Another shield warrior, hoisting a gleaming, formidable shield, took his stance on the log bridge, a cold sneer twisting his lips as he fixed his gaze upon Su Yingning.

“Hmph, a bunch of garbage, unable to land a single hit on such a narrow log bridge…” he scoffed. “It seems it’s finally this lord’s turn to showcase my true prowess! Heaven truly favors me! Take this! My ultimate skill, Savage Charge! Roar-ya-ya-ya… oh-oh-oh-oh… wo-wo-wo-wo… Ugh… What the f— … Help! Save me! Pull me up… glug-glug-glug-glug-glug…”

Such scenarios had already played out numerous times, so frequently, in fact, that it became eerily unsettling.

Not a single direct confrontation occurred!

Not once did a challenging player’s weapon even clash with Su Yingning’s, yet they all inexplicably plummeted into the swamp, drowning alive.

Coincidence? It was far too coincidental!

“Our Guild Leader won again?” a Gunfire Rose member stammered, wide-eyed.

“Our people got wiped out again?” a Sword Sweeping the World member exclaimed, equally dumbfounded.

This battle stood as the most bizarre ever witnessed since the launch of Pursuit II.

To this very moment, not a single opponent had even managed to graze Su Yingning’s clothes.

It was as if all her adversaries had suffered an instantaneous intelligence outage, committing various absurdly idiotic mistakes that made one laugh and cry simultaneously, essentially jumping off the bridge to commit suicide.

Some exerted too much force, others misfired their skills, or their shoe soles simply slipped.

Far too many incomprehensible, basic errors—mistakes even an imbecile wouldn’t make—repeatedly sealed the fate of Su Yingning’s opponents.

The spectators watched, feeling utterly embarrassed.

‘Aren’t they making it too obvious they’re throwing the match?’

‘Even if you’re hired stooges, shouldn’t you at least die with a little more skill?’

‘How about this—you all go back and copy ‘An Actor’s Self-Cultivation’ one hundred times?’

‘Aren’t you afraid of being kicked out and left guildless for bringing such shame upon Sword Sweeping the World?’

Yet, many of these very individuals were veteran members of Sword Sweeping the World, such as Leng Shisan.

Yan Quan knew that even if everyone else in the guild betrayed him, Leng Shisan absolutely would not!

Leng Shisan was a friend he had known since childhood, and he had no reason to betray him.

However, the current situation was even more outlandish than if they had actually betrayed him.

Coincidence?

Far too coincidental!

That girl on the other side had an absurdly good streak of luck!

Even a Long Aotian (TL Note: A common trope in Chinese web novels, referring to an arrogant, overpowered, and often self-insert protagonist.) would be dying of shame, wouldn’t they?

“Pigs! Useless! All of you are useless!” Lihuanhuan roared, yet she had no choice but to accept this infuriating reality. “Does our guild not have any normal players left? Do you all just freeze up when you see a woman? Even if you’re throwing the match, at least do it with some semblance of skill!”

Guild Leader Yan Quan frowned, somewhat agreeing with Lihuanhuan’s sentiment—the way these idiots died was truly idiotic!

Four people had directly charged into the mud, two others had transformed into Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannons (TL Note: A humorous, nonsensical reference from the anime ‘Gintama’.) racing towards the moon, only to unfortunately fail and fall into the mud.

Two mages were kicked down by Su Yingning after she dodged their fireballs, and three rogues had impaled themselves on Su Yingning’s sword before slipping and falling.

This was no longer a question of PK skill or equipment attributes.

This was actively exposing the lower limits of their intelligence!

“Go, A’si, you go. Hurry and end this farce.”

Yan Quan covered his face, bowing his head in an expression of unbearable distress. “I truly cannot watch any longer.”

A’si cast a sympathetic glance at him, expressing profound understanding.

As a guild leader, overseeing such a disgraceful horde of swine was indeed despair-inducing.

A’si, whose name was simply A’si, was the elite squad’s fire mage.

His PK skills were not inferior to Leng Shisan’s; in fact, they were significantly stronger, and he was also an old friend of Yan Quan’s.

“A’si is here!”

“The elite squad has entered the fray!”

“It looks like this farce is finally coming to an end!”

“Alright, let’s go, let’s go! It’s over, it’s over! The show’s done, nothing left to see!”

Everyone was intimately familiar with A’si’s strength.

As a formidable fire mage whose output ranked among the top three across all guilds in Sword Sweeping the World combined, he was simply not someone a nameless little salted fish (TL Note: A derogatory term for a weak or inconsequential player.) like the opponent could contend with.

If not for the Sword Sweeping the World main guild’s mages being exceptionally overpowered, far exceeding the average skill level of elite mages in major guilds, A’si would absolutely qualify for the main guild’s elite squad.

It was merely his bad luck; otherwise, with his strength, entry into any major guild’s elite squad would be a foregone conclusion.

His level was a formidable 34, and a single large fireball could instantly kill an assassin of the same level!

He boasted exquisite footwork, outstanding awareness, and rich PK experience, having once claimed first place in a mage professional competition in another game!

He once, in a fit of righteous fury, used a forbidden spell to raze an entire city!

These were A’si’s glorious achievements in previous games!

These feats were widely known, so no one doubted A’si’s capabilities.

[It’s A’si… sigh, I didn’t expect him to be here too.] Su Yingning sighed, evidently feeling immense pressure facing this formidable opponent, cloaked in such a brilliant aura.

[A’si? Who? Is he that impressive?] As a complete novice who was new to gaming, I, Su Shunhua, naturally knew nothing of A’si’s great name.

Of course, I wasn’t particularly curious either.

[Yes, he’s very strong. Apart from that assassin named Leng Shisan whom I killed at the very beginning, all the others combined wouldn’t be able to defeat him alone.] Su Yingning explained with a solemn expression.

Had their good luck finally run out?

Both the members of Gunfire Rose and Sword Sweeping the World breathed a sigh of relief.

The Sword Sweeping the World players sighed in relief because they finally wouldn’t have to endure further humiliation.

The Gunfire Rose players, on the other hand, exhaled because their Guild Leader’s previous feats had been so incredibly bizarre that it left them feeling unsettled and even terrified.

While they were proud, there was an undeniable sense of unreality about it all.

Now, seeing A’si step forward, a heavy weight lifted from their hearts—because there was absolutely no hope of winning!

Regardless of how their Guild Leader had managed what they did moments ago, it was impossible to defeat him.

Even if their Guild Leader had bribed those scoundrels, they couldn’t possibly bribe A’si!

Knowing the inevitable outcome, they no longer harbored any illusions of chance.

Around us, discussions buzzed, everyone recounting A’si’s glorious achievements.

Under the dazzling halo of his reputation, I, Su Shunhua, couldn’t help but take another look at him.

Indeed, a great reputation is rarely unfounded; this man was truly extraordinary!

He was genuinely far more formidable than those ‘salted fish’ (TL Note: A derogatory term for a weak or inconsequential player.) before, by more than just a little!

If I had to describe him, he was probably—

A hardcover salted fish (TL Note: A humorous oxymoron, implying a weak player but with a fancy, impressive appearance or reputation.), gilded, adorned with jewels, prohibitively expensive, having successfully turned his fortunes around, strikingly handsome, radiating boundless brilliance, his domineering aura piercing the very clouds, capable of blinding one’s krypton gold dog eyes (TL Note: A slang term referring to eyes that are ‘blinded’ by excessive spending on in-game items, implying someone who is easily impressed by flashy, expensive gear.).