Chapter 962 - Plenty Takes the Stage! (1/2)

Seeing Tang Yao getting swallowed up by the explosions, the spectators thought it was a win for Godking for sure. Even if Tang Yao somehow managed to evade a direct hit, the shock waves would still kill him.

After the flames subsided, there was no trace of Tang Yao anywhere.

Godking was dumbstruck. He missed?

“He’s over there!” a spectator shouted. It was taboo to reveal someone’s position like this during a match. However, the sheer destructive power of the Dark Flame Bursts had them thoroughly shocked. So, some couldn’t help themselves when they found Tang Yao’s location. Not that it mattered much, since Godking had already spotted him.

No one knew when but Tang Yao had emerged right behind Godking. With a wave of os his staff, he cast Shock Blast as a powerful wave of force swept out into the surroundings.

Godking was already in the middle of dodging. He wouldn’t be hit by a measly Shock Blast!

Magic Lockdown!

Tang Yao waved his staff as the nebula at its tip started swirling rapidly.

Godking tried to blink away, only to discover his spell was interrupted mid-cast. It was already too late to dodge. BANG! A powerful shock wave swept over his body. A damage of value of 20,000 floated up above his head as he became crippled.

Tang Yao linked his spells together beautifully. Even the most basic spells, after linking them together, were enough to subdue a peak expert like Godking!

If Godking hadn’t been so eager to see if his Dark Flame Bursts hit, he wouldn’t have been distracted for that brief moment. If Tang Yao had cast Magic Lockdown first, then even if Godking couldn’t blink away, he could still use other spells to run away.

Tang Yao had calculated all of this. So, he used Shock Blast first to bait Godking into trying to blink away. This was basically a subconscious reaction. Every expert had their own habits and conditioned reflexes. By the time Godking failed to Blink to safety, it was already too late to use another spell before the Shock Blast struck him

Godking was a famed expert. Yet he was hit by two extremely basic spells. The spectators were stunned. As they replayed the previous exchange back in their heads, they quickly realized what happened. Their hearts trembled. Who could possibly dodge a combination like this? Even peak experts would need a good dose of luck to achieve this.

Godking was crippled for around two seconds. Tang Yao naturally didn’t let go of this opportunity. Arcane Flame Burst! A basketball sized ball of dark purple flames shot toward Godking. BANG! Flames exploded everywhere as his body was flung away, a damage value of 30,000 floating up above his head. Some distance away, he collapsed dead to the ground.

Another loss for Fallen Angel. No one was surprised anymore. Against the freaks from Asskickers United, no one stood a chance. Even Fallen Angel were making a fool of themselves.

With Godking’s loss, there was only one representative left on the side of Fallen Angel. Everyone turned their gaze to Plenty.

Everyone wondered if Plenty planned to go up.

Plenty only had two options. One, go up and face Tang Yao, Bladelight, and the rest. However, even if he could take out three or four of them, all nine would be impossible. Two, become a laughingstock. If he chose for option two, not just him, but all of Fallen Angel would never be able to raise their heads again. He wouldn’t be their proud leader, but a simple coward.

Everyone looked at Plenty, awaiting his decision. One had to know, he was a Dark Zealot, the Evil Faction counterpart to the Priest from the Righteous Faction! Nothing more than a support class! Even if he was a godly one, could he really turn back the raging tide?

Tang Yao, Bladelight, and the others also stared at Plenty. He was their final target. Everyone before was just an appetite whetter!

The crowd quietly discussed among each other. No one had high hopes for Plenty. No matter how strong the Chairman of the Dark Council was, his opponents were the nine peak experts from Asskickers United. Even if he fought them one at a time, every next match his chances of victory would grow slimmer and slimmer.

This competition changed the mind of countless players from both great factions. No one had any hope for Fallen Angel anymore. The players from the Righteous Faction were all elated. They originally thought it would be an unfair matchup since the innate skills of the Evil Faction were better. Now, however, they didn’t have any complaints. It turned out they were by far the stronger side! As for the Evil Faction, especially those from Fallen Angel, they were on the verge of flipping out. What number one Necromancer, number one Undead Warrior, number one Mystic? After losing so badly, what good were these titles?

At this moment, Plenty whispered something to the people beside him. They nodded to him and went off to do something.

Plenty knew he could easily win the first two matches with his current equipment. However, from the third match onwards, Asskickers United would’ve more or less seen through his playstyle. He estimated winning five matches was probably his absolute limit. As such, he dispatched some subordinates to fetch the best Dark Zealot equipment in the Fallen Angel guild treasury. After fighting a few matches, he would switch out his equipment. Maybe that would increase his odds of success!

Plenty entered the stage. He wore a tranquil expression, lacking the arrogance of an expert.

The players from the two great factions went into an uproar. The guild leader of Fallen Angel was finally forced to take the stage!