365 Targeted (1/2)

When Wang Yu arrived at the PVP arena, Seven Blueberries' statuses was set to busy, it seemed like the tournament had already begun. So, Wang Yu decided to wait at their usual gathering spot for them.

Not long after, a white light flashed across as a warrior appeared in front of Wang Yu.

He had a dark expression on his face as he scoffed, ”F*ck, aren't they the team with the highest win rate? What kind of standard is this?”.

In the PVP arena, one could challenge anyone they picked. Some people fixed matches in order to boost their rating…

Of course, the system had ways of preventing this, once a player reaches 50% winrate and above, he would not gain any experience from these sorts of matches.

A high winrate was not definitely a good thing, it was just like League of Legends, if someone was just a bronze dog and was carried to higher ranks by better players, he would be beaten to a pulp in every single game.

Ambition and skill were two vastly different things.

After the warrior left, a few others passed by. They all had the same expressions and tones which indicated some sort of disappointment, as if they had been cheated.

After a few more minutes, Seven Blueberries and the Tibet Martial Bird came, there were two other players with them, a Priest and a Guardian.

Wang Yu had seen the Priest before, his name was rolling Mario and he was a crafty guy. He didn't recognise the Guardian.

The four Seven Blueberries members all had desolated faces, but rolling Mario and the Guardian were not scoffing like the others who had passed by, this made Wang Yu respect them a little more.

”Haha, Blueberry ladies, you guys lost…?” Wang Yu greeted them.

”Watch your words, f*ck you!”.

The Guardian immediately flared up upon hearing this. The feeling of losing was never great. Even if Wang Yu had no ill intentions, the words were painful.

”Brother Bull!” Tibet Martial Bird raised her head in joy upon hearing his voice.

”You're here!”.

”You guys know each other?” the Guardian asked, taken aback.

Tibet Martial Bird replied excitedly, ”Yes, this is the friend we were talking about!”.

The Guardian looked at him from head to toe and asked suspiciously, ”A pugilist?”.

”My name's Metal Bull!” Wang Yu stuck his hand out for a handshake.

”Metal, Metal Bull?” Rolling Mario's eyes widened as he heard this as he took a few steps back.

When rolling Mario brought his men to surround Wang Yu previously, Wang Yu was wearing a mask, this was why he could not immediately recognise him.

”What's the matter? Do you know him too?” the Guardian and Tibet Martial Bird both asked curiously.

”Of course! Don't you guys frequent the forums?” rolling Mario replied.

”Who has the time for that?” the two responded.