Chapter 339: Whos Next? (1/2)

Chapter 339: Who's Next?

Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_

Hu Yangxuan and his friends looked at each other in bewilderment. They had thought that it would be a tough battle. However, it had ended in mere minutes.

A question rang like a bell in Hu Yangxuan's mind. If Einherjar Wannabe was really only seventeen years old, who would be able to stand against him in the tournament?

In a matter of seconds, analysis videos of the fight were uploaded to the internet. While watching the video in slow motion, the students noticed that one of Einherjar Wannabe's feet had never left the ground while he was dodging Peter Lynn's attacks. He had pivoted his body on that feet and spun like a top.

To the students, the technique as unimaginable.

In Cao Yi's analysis video, he also pointed out the fact that Einherjar Wannabe's eyes had been closed while he was dodging the lethal attacks, as if he were savoring the battle.

As for the roar, no one was able to offer any conclusive analysis, since the technique was beyond the measuring capability of all known instruments. However, it had proven to everyone that Einherjar Wannabe was not just a copycat. His own attacks were even deadlier than what he had copied from other players.

Loneliness flickered In Einherjar Wannabe's eyes at the end of the tournament. Everyone could feel his yearning for a stronger opponent.

An Einherjar Wannabe's fan club called the ”Martial Hall” was formed on the same day. His fans included people who were mind opened and those who weren't. They believed that Einherjar Wannabe's decisive victory against the level six player meant that he was invincible in the PA system.

His young age only highlighted his achievements, making the performances more akin to miracles. Perhaps, Einherjar Wannabe was the returning savior, the heir of the gods.

The fight had proven that Einherjar Wannabe's soul energy was boundless, and he had broken the code of cultivation by ignoring the age factor.

The Marshal Hall's member-list had expanded rapidly. More and more people were convinced that it was Lie Jian who had lost the battle during his last ”close-door” fight against Einherjar Wannabe.

However, the voice of concern from those who opposed Einherjar Wannabe was loud as well, and the situation quickly escalated beyond DREAM's control.

Some suspected that DRAM had cheated the PA system for Einherjar Wannabe to win. However, many audience members, who were experts in virtual security, had quickly cleared the air by stating that they could not find any trace of evidence supporting the conjecture.

Samantha had also declared in a TV interview that DREAM would do anything they could to ensure the fairness of the fight.

Like Einherjar Wannabe, who had won the hearts of his fans using his excellent performance, Samantha had done the same to the councilors thanks to her superior management skills. Samantha's ancestor, Galber, had been one of the first members of the council, and he was also a fierce follower of the Blade Warrior. Samantha's family had always honored their relationship with the god-like Blade Warrior, and considered themselves as ”servants” who waited patiently for the return of the god.

With many odds in favor of her, Samantha had quickly risen to fame and garnered much higher support than all of her competitors combined. Since Samantha was a woman, she also easily gained the support of the feminist groups.

Meanwhile, Wang Tong and Mr. Wannabee were watching the replay of the fight.

”I told you to be careful and not show your power all at once. It would raise other's suspicions.”

”Balls! I used only a fraction of my power! What do you want from me? ” Mr. Wannabe retorted while straddling on top of Charcoal's shoulder. Charcoal had protested in the beginning, but after a while, he seemed to have come to terms with his new function as a bench.

”Just be careful! ” Wang Tong knew that to continue to keep a lid on other's suspicions, they needed to be prudent in choosing Mr. Wannabe's next opponent. Slow and steady would win the race after all.