Chapter 707 - TO THE THIRD MATCH
BECAUSE of the black needles raining down causing rubbles to fill their view, they couldn't see what's exactly was happening inside the dome. That continued on until the dome disappeared but their field of vision was still full of smoke of rubbles. When everything subsided, they saw the two players standing on opposite sides of the rink, their back facing each other.
Nobody had any idea of what was happening. That was until one of the two fell down and started turning into light particles.
It was the dark elf – Malekith.
Ah, shit – Ying Chen cursed. This was so embarrassing. After all that bravado just to lose in the end. This was even more embarrassing that Liang Sen's lost. Speaking of, it seemed that he couldn't take revenge for that guy's lost. Damn, how annoying.
Maybe he shouldn't have gone all out at the very start. He probably could have a lot more room to strategize if he did. But things had already happened. Crying over spilt milk would only make him look like a sore loser. He already suffered enough humiliation for the day.
He glanced back at Winged Tassel, the creepy smile on his face was already back in place. "I want a rematch."
"I'll respectfully decline. You're a pain in the ass to fight with."
"Asshole," Ying Chen said before closing his eyes and completely turning to light particles.
The silent crowd suddenly erupted and cheered. They must have really enjoyed that fight. Despite ending in such a short manner, it was thrilling in it's own way.
Seeing this result, Luo Yan couldn't help but raised one of his brows. This was an unexpected result. No, it's probably more accurate to say that this was not the result he wanted.
Believe it or not, he wanted Ying Chen to win. The other's attitude aside, he's definitely much more bearable compared to Winged Tassel. At least there was no feeling of annoyance whenever he had to talk to Ying Chen. Luo Yan also couldn't explain it properly, but there's just something about Winged Tassel that ticked him off.
But he couldn't ignore the fact that the other was indeed a very skilled player. That black dome skill that Ying Chen used seemed to have force the other to fight seriously. Albeit for just a short time. But the fact that he hadn't been fighting seriously showed just how skilled he was.
He would be a tough opponent to fight. Maybe even tougher than the golden dragon.
The Duke of Hearts had already jumped down and flew to the center of the rink. The moment he did, Winged Tassel disappeared from the rink and appeared inside the floating pavilion.
Luo Yan's gaze happened to meet with the other. Winged Tassel smiled at him and he also smiled back. The difference was, his smile didn't reach his eyes. After that, he swiftly moved his gaze back to the rink.
He knew it was wrong for him to judge the other, especially since he didn't know much about Winged Tassel and simply basing everything on his gut-feel. It was unfair for the other. That's why Luo Yan was being polite, even though he didn't really feel like it.
If he was in the hobby of making enemies, he probably would have already said something scathing to the other. He just hoped that this dislike would be nothing but gut-feel.
"It would be the next match." – He heard Luo Jin said.
Luo Yan glanced down at his brother and saw the worried frown on the other's face. He must still be worrying at the possibility of them fighting in this round. "Ah Jin, as I've said, don't worry too much. No matter who we fight next, we just have to give our very best."
"Give our best. Right. We should do that."
Looking at his brother muttering like that, Luo Yan could only smile helplessly. The other must really not want them to fight.
Someone else was actually having the same worry as Luo Jin. It's their father – Luo Wei Tian.
"Ah Ren, do you think Xiao Yan and Xiao would be paired?" he asked.
The same helpless smile crossed Luo Ren's face. This was probably the third time his father asked this. With only four people left, the chances of his brothers fighting each other just became higher.
He also didn't like the idea of the two fighting. But unlike his father, he didn't mind it. If he thought of this tournament as a sport, then fighting each other would only be a natural course of action. The other reason was because he knew that there wouldn't be any physical harm that would come to the two even if they fought.
"Dad, even if they did, I don't think it would be that bad," he answered as a response to his father's question.
Although it would probably be a bit hard for Luo Jin. Because even if it's only virtual, the other would definitely not want to fight against Luo Yan. He knew because he would also feel the same if he was in the same situation.
"Uncle, don't worry. Even if they fought, Mashter would definitely win against young master," the little boy sitting between them interjected.
Luo Ren could only chuckle at that. Especially after seeing the complicated expression on his father's face. The other was probably feeling troubled on whether he should agree or not. Knowing his father, he probably didn't want to show any biases.
Thankfully, he didn't need to give an answer because the duke on the stage suddenly spoke.
"With the second match over, we'll now go to our third match. There are only four names left, who do you think would fight?"
He put his hand behind his hear, in a gesture as if he wanted to hear the answer of the crowd. And the crowd gave their answer. But it was a mixture of the names of the four players.
The names on the virtual screen moved again like a slot machine.. After a few seconds, the names of the players fighting in the third match was finally revealed.