Chapter 629: The Unexpected Jinkela
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Fell off the stage from lifting his head too long?
Autumn Love almost lost her mind when Fake Fengxi made his statement.
Over 20 million Gold Coins. If she were to lose the bet this time…
“Brother Fengxi, keep it up!”
Although the System had blocked the shout function, it did not stop Autumn Love from howling madly to cheer Fengxi on.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Three sounds from the gong signaled the start of the second match.
Fake Fengxi disappeared with Stealth while Tyrant Sword King the Fifth patiently waited, clenching onto Lola’s Ice Crystal Sword.
This time, Fengxi did not fall to his death. In fact, it was as he described, he closed in on Tyrant Sword King the Fifth from the left and initiated Chisel…
Tyrant Sword King the Fifth retaliated, seizing the moment before Fengxi’s move to make a slash.
“Tst —”
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Frozen like a popsicle, Fake Fengxi remained in his Chiseling position.
Lola’s Ice Crystal Sword Freeze effect had a high percentage of triggering. One strike and Fake Fengxi was affected.
“Blade Storm!”
With his first strike a success, Tyrant Sword King the Fifth immediately continued his attack, swiveling his body to hack at Fake Fengxi.
“Pa-cha pa-cha…”
Crushed, frozen, crushed, refrozen. Damage kept emerging above Fake Fengxi’s head and before Blade Storm ended, he was already lying on the ground.
KO in one hit?
The audience below the stage were in awe. Autumn Love lost it and bawled out loud.
Szh szh szh szh…
Tyrant Sword King the Fifth continued to rotate his body and stopped 13 seconds later when he saw stars.
If Blade Storm continuously struck its target, the caster would not enter be Disorientated but if it was a miss for three consecutive times, the caster would forcefully enter a Disoriented state at the end of the skill.
“Chisel!”
“Pft!”
Fake Fengxi’s figure appeared on the left of Tyrant Sword King the Fifth, using a Chisel and ama.s.sing more stars around the latter’s head.
The person Tyrant Sword King the Fifth hit was a puppet clone of Fake Fengxi’s. His real self had been hiding in the dark, waiting for the end of Tyrant Sword King the Fifth’s skill before making his move.
“Sc.r.a.pe!”
“Split!”
Pft! Pft! Pft!
The dagger flipped up and down in Fake Fengxi’s hands, spewing blood all over Tyrant Sword King the Fifth’s body. By the time he was done with his continuous blows, Tyrant Sword King the Fifth has lost half his HP.
For the final act, Fake Fengxi grabbed a bomb and tossed it at Tyrant Sword King the Fifth who was already lying limp on the ground, before disappearing with Stealth.
Tyrant Sword King the Fifth stood up but by then, the bomb had burned to its fuse, blowing him away in a loud thud…
“Chisel, Sc.r.a.pe, Garrote, Split, you’re dead meat!”
Fengxi yelled out loud as he took large strides over.
“Vine Entanglement!”
Midair, Tyrant Sword King the Fifth targeted a skill at Fake Fengxi.
Tst tst tst —
With the growth of the vines, Fake Fengxi was imprisoned on the spot.
“Abyss-ripping Windstorm!”
Before Tyrant Sword King the Fifth landed, he unleashed the ultimate skill of Weapon Warriors. A blue whirlwind swept over towards the entangled Fake Fengxi.
Players entangled by vines were incapable of retaliating or using skills. They could only take the beating for the whole duration of the skill.
If Fake Fengxi was. .h.i.t, he was done for.
However, as the blue spinning whirlwind was about to crash onto Fake Fengxi, it made a sharp turn off the stage.
“Nani?”
“Wh—hat the h.e.l.l?”
Gasps were heard below the stage.
The turn of events was too shocking. Anyone could tell that Fake Fengxi was doomed if Abyss-ripping Windstorm were to strike him. Yet, the whirlwind made a strange sharp turn…
Was this a skill unleashed by Fake Fengxi?
The audience below were floored.
The blue whirlwind rushed off the stage, prompting the System to announce.
[Jinkela wins.]
“Jinkela? Who’s Jinkela?”
Players below the stage were confused.
“The one on stage is Fengxi. F*ck me, when did his name become Jinkela?”
Up on stage, the name displayed on Fake Fengxi was not Fengxi, instead, it was Jinkela.
“Jinkela?”
“What’s this?”
“Since when King of Pantheon allows name changing?”
“Did he use an item? How miraculous!”
For a moment, the compet.i.tion was at the back of their minds and players were obsessing over Fake Fengxi’s new name.
Tyrant Sword King the Fifth has walked back up on stage, gazing at Fake Fengxi from a distance. Jinkela was currently flas.h.i.+ng a smile without uttering a word.
Jinkela shook his head and sighed, “I told you to give up. Why did you bring this upon yourself?”
Unprovoked, Tyrant Sword King the Fifth chuckled, “You had an accident in the first round so I let you win the second round. Now, we’re even.”
The audience below came to a realization. It was not that Jinkela had used a skill but rather Tyrant Sword King the Fifth spun himself off stage to avoid taking an unfair advantage.
It was an act of yielding!
“How unselfis.h.!.+ A real man!”
“What a great guy, he’s such a good man.”
“Tyrant Sword of the Southern Continent is quite the man!”
Tyrant Sword King the Fifth’s performance earned quite a name for himself.
Taking in the praises, Tyrant Sword King the Fifth smiled and turned his gaze towards Gongsun Chuqian.
It was a pity Gongsun Chuqian had her arm around Jiaojiao and her head down, giggling off without paying him any attention.
Tyrant Sword King the Fifth s.h.i.+fted his head back and asked Fake Fengxi, “So what’s your name?”
Giving a mysterious smile, Jinkela lifted his head upwards and muttered, “Guess.”
The att.i.tude was so pretentious…
Tyrant Sword King the Fifth let out a deep breath to calm himself down.
He was feeling dejected. He let him win a round, yet he refused to acknowledge or appreciate it. Instead, he advised him to give up on the match. It was this sort of att.i.tude that left him fuming.
Jinkela gazed into the distance, humming, “Ever since I have Jinkela, my complexion has been glowing, we all love… Jinkela.”
“Your mistake cost you one round and I yielded one round to you. We’re even now. The third round will be based on our ability. I’m still keeping my word, if you’re able to defeat me, I’ll give you 2 million!”
“Send it over my way now.”
“Haha, so you’re that confident?”
Clang! Clang! Clang!
At the sound of three gong pounds, the third round commenced.
Jinkela disappeared with Stealth, prompting the System to make an announcement that player, Tyrant Sword King the Fifth won the round.
Without any exchange, the battle ended!
“F*ck me, what’s wrong now?”
“Don’t tell me he fell off again?”
“I’m at a loss watching this.”
The audience below were confused.
Ding!
It was then, a new host came out to explain to the crowd.
“Due to compet.i.tor Fengxi’s change of name, the System has declared him a fraud and revoked his right to partic.i.p.ate.”
“Woah…”
A commotion stirred off the stage…
Thump!
Autumn Love fell flat on the ground, pa.s.sing out on the spot…
The first round was a blunder which could not be helped. It was acceptable when Tyrant Sword King the Fifth threw the second game. However, the third round went without a fight. Supporters of Fake Fengxi found it hard to accept this result.
Many were unable to restrain from emotional outburst due to the sudden change of events.
“I protest!”
“I object!”
“F*ck this s.h.i.+t, it’s a fraud!”
“I object, object, object… I strongly condemn the Pantheon official’s shameless act. Give us back Fengxi, give us back Fengxi!” Autumn Love regained consciousness and shrieked.
With objection, condemnation, and protests falling on deaf ears, the compet.i.tion for the day ended.
Jinkela helplessly sighed, “Sigh, it’s just harmless fun with everyone. If you like to call me Fengxi, you can just call me Fengxi. Why the sad face?”
As he spoke, the name displayed on his head emerged as Fengxi from Jinkela.
It was no use changing it back. The System would not alter any results that have been declared.
Just as condemnation soared through the sky, the real Fengxi paced up the stage and nodded at Fake Fengxi.
“h.e.l.lo, real Fengxi, how do you do?” Fake Fengxi gave the real Fengxi a friendly wave.
Silent, the real Fengxi took out his dagger and swiped his dagger at him from a distance before nodding and getting off the stage.
“He has slow reflexes,” Below the stage, the real Fengxi told Sc.u.mbag w.a.n.g.
“What happened earlier?”
The real Fengxi dully replied, “He didn’t even flinch even though I killed him three times.”
Sc.u.mbag w.a.n.g gave him a thumbs up, “Third Brother’s the best!”
…
At the end of the 6 elimination rounds, the best three were produced. Li Yi, Tyrant Sword King the Fifth, and Ah Ye would be in the running for Brawl King t.i.tle as well as the Mysterious Grand Prize promised by the officials.
During the 12 elimination rounds, every player who won a round would receive a ticket to one of the Seven Secret Places. As for the 6 elimination rounds, every player who won would receive a Legendary Treasure Chest.
However, these prizes were not handed out yet. The System would distribute to players at the inauguration of the Brawl King Champion.
The price of Seven Secret Places and Legendary Treasure Chest would cost regular players at least a few years of struggle…
…
“Chacha, cha hey!”
“Chacha, cha hey!”
Standing in front of a group of male Nagas, Li Yi was bored because he was forced to admire their gross dance.
After completing all possible quests on land, he had switched to conquering the underwater territory, starting with a quest in Sea G.o.d’s Palace.
The male Nagas’ dance finally ended after five whole minutes. It was then, Fernando the Siren swam out of Sea G.o.d’s Palace, prompting Li Yi to greet him.
After an exchange of pleasantries, Fernando the Siren took out a white sh.e.l.l and handed it over to Li Yi.
“Buddy, can I trouble you to send this letter to my beloved fiancée?”
Ding!
[Do you accept Siren’s Love quest?]
“Accept!”
Acquiring the pure white sh.e.l.l, Li Yi smiled at Fernando before swimming off.
When Li Yi reached a fishless corner, he summoned the Mermaid Princess.
“This is the letter your fiancé entrusted me to hand to you.”
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