Chapter 69: Virtual Sword God! (1/2)
As soon as George heard the sound of swords clashing against each other, he had immediately gone into battle mode. He had seen Novis play the game many times so unlike Arthur's first time playing, George knew the dangers of towers and the map well.
”Do you think he'll die straight away?”
”Yeah most likely, I mean if it was bronze or silver most pros could probably beat them with any warrior but not in platinum.”
What they saw Goerge do next quickly changed there opinion. They saw George run down the lane and he didn't stop moving forward. He ran straight past his red knights and the enemy's blue knights going towards the enemy warrior.
”Is he going to feed the other team.”
”I can't watch this, what happened to him?”
A lot of people online started to idolize Pendragon and became true diehard fans of him but a feeder was something that was unforgivable. Feeders were players that allowed themselves to be killed by the enemy team for free. They would often do this to either ruin other peoples games or when they had an argument with a player on their team hoping to ruin their experience.
The warrior on the enemy team also assumed that George was giving him a free kill as he was running straight towards him. When his sword was in range he activated his stab skill. At the last second, George managed to stop moving, his body was completely still, causing the stab to miss.
The tip of the warrior's blade looked as if it was touching Georges's nose. Before the warrior could do anything else he had already burst into a pile of blue particles.
”How the hell did he stop with all that momentum?”
”Not only that, did you see how close the sword was to him? He must also have been able to tell the exact distance.”
”Stop talking a load of horse poo, no human could calculate the distance of something so accurately.”
As George continued to go around the map though George had displayed this many times with different opponents and continued to carry his team to victory.
George had grown up learning fencing his whole life. In his world, it was a sport played with real weapons where your life was on the line. George quickly learnt to grasp the distance and length of weapons, in order to just avoid a strike and then quickly strike back. There have been some theories around the world that the sport Kendo originated form fencing.
Novis was enjoying the show George was putting on. It looked more beautiful then Arthur's style of fighting. Arthur was overall just strong and powerful and did unbelievable things you could never dream off. But George, it looked like he was almost dancing. Stopping at the right time then quickly moving in.
After winning many Games the account Pendragon had finally ranked up and was currently in Diamond 5. As usual, whenever the ID Pendragon came online it caused a stir through the online community.
”Was that a different person using the same ID.”
”That's impossible, the system only allowers the same person to access that ID.”
”So you're saying he really is that skilful with two different warriors. It looked like I was watching a different person.”
”This man is a god, he is a God of the virtual world.”
”I wouldn't go that far.”