145 Chapter 145 - A Battle Not Fit for Someone without a Sense of Direction (1/2)
”Seventy-three men!” everyone present echoed the number.
”Plus, the levels of these seventy-three players are not low. Twenty-seven of them are at level 40, thirty-nine at level 39, and seven at level 38. Since Young Master and I don't really have any fighting power individually, this means that you will have to face eighteen players each,” Brother Assist continued to say.
Everyone was speechless. Even Gu Fei did not dare say that he could take on eighteen players by himself. After his experience with yesterday's PvP, he now fully understood that this sort of goal-orientated tournament posed more problems for him than his casual PvP with unsuspecting 'Bounty Mission' targets. In this PvP tournament, even simply showing half of his head would invite the bombardment of the Archers' arrows and Mages' spells.
Evidently, Young Master's Elite mercenary group with its six members would have no chance of winning if it faced this current opposing mercenary group head on.
”We must formulate an effective battle strategy to win this match,” Brother Assist said as he turned to face Young Master Han
Young Master Han nodded his head, ”This is why I said that winning a match depends entirely on me.”
Everyone was speechless once more, albeit for a different reason.
”Alright. Let's go!” Young Master Han majestically declared as he stood up, displaying the aura of being a leader. He theatrically said, ”A mere Crowd Herder mercenary group will not stall the pace of my progress!”
”It's Cloud Herder…” Brother Assist reminded him.
”That group is bound to fall by my hands, so its name is not worth remembering.” Young Master Han showed the other five men how the Cloud Herder mercenary group was beneath his notice by leisurely walking out of the room.
”Young Master sure is amazing!” Royal God Call sighed, saying, ”I'm always confident with my ability to deal with strong opponents, yet even my confidence miraculously disappears with him around.”
”It's like you lose all sense of security,” Gu Fei agreed.
Brother Assist and War Without Wounds did not make a sound. As for Sword Demon, the closest battle buddy of Young Master Han, he merely smiled faintly as he stood up and left the room next. The remaining four men stood up at the same time and exited the tavern one after another.
With the second round participants of the mercenary PvP tournament being substantially less than the first round participants and the teleportation array being opened three hours earlier, all the matches for the second round were able to start at exactly 7 P.M. It was unlike yesterday's situation where a match would only begin once both parties' preparations were done. Presently, the system automatically regarded players who did not make it to the 'changing room' at 7 P.M. as non-participants.
Because of this rule, quite a number of players entered the teleportation array earlier, allowing many to conclude their preparations and strategy meetings inside the 'changing room' for their respective PvP matches ahead of time. Hardly any players were left by the time Young Masters' Elite mercenary group arrived in the square outside the Hall of Mercenaries, so its members were able to teleport themselves right away into the 'changing room'.
”There's still half an hour left,” Young Master Han said as he looked at the time. He then promptly sat down on the ground and reached into his dimensional pocket for a bottle of liquor.
”Anyone?” Young Master Han offered the bottle to the other five members.
”Go get drunk by yourself!” everyone collectively replied.
”No need to be courteous! I still have some on me.” Young Master Han brought out another bottle and showed it to them.
The five adamantly shook their heads and no longer bothered with Young Master Han who had opened a bottle for the others before proceeding to drink one by himself.
Brother Assist would call out the number of players of the opposing group whenever it got updated. ”Fifty-five men… Another one, so it's fifty-six… And it's now fifty-seven…” This went on and on until Cloud Herder mercenary group's counter remained unchanged for five minutes at sixty-eight men with just three minutes remaining before the start time of the PvP match at 7 P.M.
”There are sixty-eight of them. Looks like that is all from Cloud Herder,” Brother Assist finally concluded.
”That is still quite a lot,” Young Master Han stood up and carefully poured the remaining content of the bottle of liquor to the ground before tossing it over, ”Prepare to move out. Leave your mercenary channel open.”
In flashes of white light, the six men were teleported straight into the PvP arena.
Young Master Han swept his gaze over the map's terrain first before instructing his fellow mercenaries, ”Sword Demon, Miles, Assist, and Wounds, head toward the four sides of this map's boundary. Get to each corner and report your coordinates to me. Brother Assist and Wounds, head to the ones near; Miles and Sword Demon, go to the ones far.”
The four headed to the indicated locations without a complaint. Questioning the orders of the commander on the battlefield was a big no-no, unless one thought of himself or herself as a Power Xtreme Centurion that could reverse the course of events with his or her hands. Although this was but a game, one person's recklessness could still negatively affect the outcome of a PvP.
”Royal, you might be our most unstable factor in this PvP match,” Young Master Han honestly told Royal God Call.
”Why?” Royal God Call asked, surprised.
”If I tell you a set of coordinates, can you find its corresponding location?” Young Master Han asked.
Royal God Call blushed redder than a baboon's ass. His poor sense of direction was as outstanding as his prestige as the number one Mage in various MMOs.
”Stay with me for now!” Young Master Han brought Royal God Call with him to the middle of a forest by a small hill. At this same moment, Sword Demon and the rest reported their coordinates on the mercenary channel accordingly.
”Coordinates: 500, 500,” Gu Fei stated.
”Coordinates: 0, 500,” Sword Demon reported next.
”Coordinates: 0, 0” was said by War Without Wounds.
”Coordinates: 500, 0,” Brother Assist shared lastly.
”Oh. This map has almost the same measurements as that map I've measured before!” Young Master Han said, adding, ”Nobody has gotten discovered, right? Wait a while and I'll be able to monitor your locations shortly.”
Young Master Han and Royal God Call had reached the peak of the small hill by the time he finished talking. Young Master Han lifted his head and looked about as he muttered, ”This hill is not as high as that hill over there, but the treetops over there should be about the same height!” He then walked about before finally stopping beside a tall tree. Looking up, he observed it left and right and said to Royal God Call while patting the tree, ”Come. Give me a lift.”
”Huh?” Royal God Call asked, not understanding what Young Master Han wanted him to do.
Young Master Han pointed up the tree, ”Up there.”
”You want to climb up the tree?” Royal God Call bewilderedly gave Young Master Han a boost to climb the tree. With his effeminate face, the alcoholic Young Master Han was still adept at doing things. Through Royal God Call's assistance, Young Master Han adroitly clambered up the branches of the tree.
”What are you trying to do?” Royal God Call shouted from the base of the tree.
”Don't shout. Remember to communicate through the mercenary channel if we are far from each other,” Young Master Han managed to send a message as he climbed further up the tree.
”What are you two doing?” Upon seeing his message to Royal God Call, the other four inquired on the mercenary channel.
”Oh. The viewing range from up here isn't too bad!” Young Master Han exclaimed on the mercenary channel.
”What?” The five were left clueless with that response of his.