A charming beer pub located in the bustling area of Sinchon.
People gathered in clusters in front of a large screen, each holding a pint of draft beer, cheering for No Name with one heart and one mind.
However, there was only one person unable to make a proper voice,
[Mochidora International Couple]
[Just Chatting – Watching the Korea-Japan match at a pub in Sinchon!]
[Broadcast Time – 0:54:33]
[Number of Viewers – 2958]
It was Mochi, the Japanese girlfriend who had entered the pub with her Korean boyfriend, Dora.
[Narita Hiroki is applying fierce pressure! He’s pushing hard! The sword is too fast… wait, can No Name handle all of this while this is happening? No Name! Block and thrust! No Name! Wow, this player is really insane! Holding on without collapsing from the front to the end!]
Admiration from the commentary and applause from the audience erupted simultaneously.
In the 11th minute of the first half, the breath-taking brawl between Narita Hiroki and No Name lasted for more than a minute.
However, Narita had the upper hand in speed and power.
The wall of defense from Name, even engulfed in black aura, was being gradually chipped away, leaving the Korean spectators’ hearts in anguish.
Name’s feet were gradually being pushed back.
– Is this the Round of 64…?
– The level is ridiculously high, lol
– You can’t even see the sword.
– How do you see all of this and block?
– No Name, please counterattack just once!ㅠㅠㅠ
– How can you beat that monster, damn it?
– If you are pushed back here, it’s over…
[‘Sushigasengroud’ donated 1,000 won!]
– If Mochi-chan says her true feelings right now, it’s 10,000 won.
“Narita-kun is amazing…!”
Mochi clenched her fists and successfully earned 10,000 won with her earnest remark.
“Mochi-chan, are you really excited? Are you very excited?”
“Hehe, Name can do well too! The game isn’t over yet.”
In the gloomy atmosphere, Narita’s sword landed a proper hit on Name.
Name rolled several times across the training hall.
Sighs erupted from all corners, and the atmosphere in the pub dropped significantly.
Although No Name attempted to counterattack a couple of times after that, it was blocked every time.
In that life-or-death situation, Name pulled out the horn of the Demon Lord, which was nearly her trademark.
With her black wings fluttering, she charged forward, abandoning all defense.
“Ah, please…! This doesn’t seem like it’ll work…!”
The guy squeezed his eyes shut.
Even after using numerous techniques, he couldn’t break through Narita’s defense; would such an obvious linear attack work?
It was a moment that everyone in the pub deemed reckless.
[Huh? Is Narita being forced back into the corner of the training hall? Ohhh? If he moves any further, it’s the wall! Aaaah, what’s happening? Did he not see the wall? Big chance!]
Narita jumped back and crashed into the wall.
To make matters worse, his katana also got stuck in the barrier.
As Name crossed halfway through the arena, the immeasurable power of the aura completed countless rotations.
Lightning flashed across the stadium.
[Round of 64 Group I Match 2]
[#2 Narita Hiroki (Japan)] [69% → 29% | 71%]
[#4 No Name (South Korea)] [62% | 92%]
The shattered remnants of the wall were like cherry blossoms fluttering in the spring breeze.
A single strike.
With that one blow, Name completely turned the tide of the match.
Everyone in the pub jumped to their feet.
[What the hell is this! Fort, fort, forty percent! No Name has accurately stabbed Narita’s heart!]
[I’ve never seen numbers like this while broadcasting! Wow… Haha… What on earth is this player? They’ve perfectly succeeded in a gamble where they staked their entire fortune on this match!]
[Can you hear the roar of the audience in the stadium? They’ve sliced through the Earth… no, they’ve sliced through the universe, with South Korea’s No Name! This is a miracle!]
“Waaaaaaaah! Na~me Name Name Na~me~!”
Like people who made money from Bitcoin using 100x leverage, the atmosphere in the pub elevated instantly.
Beer spilled into the air, and the ceiling and floor resonated with Name’s cheering song.
Mochi’s mouth hung open in disbelief.
To the reality-denying her, her boyfriend teased her.
“Mochi-chan, thank you so much! As you said, the game isn’t over yet!”
“What is happening?! This makes no sense…!”
– I’m freaking out, lol.
– No way, how could this be reversed like this?
– 40% insane, lol.
– No Name! No Name! No Name!
– Yup, life is about big moments.
– What’s this euphoric feeling, lol?
The halftime ensued.
The national exchange channel played a replay overlaid with Name’s hallucination magic data.
The casters and commentators couldn’t hide their surprise.
[Wait, what’s happening right now…!]
[Huh? The scenery looks a bit different though.]
The video played from the 3-minute mark to the 11-minute mark at 16x speed.
The landscape of the training hall created by the hallucination began to distort slightly.
[It appears No Name has applied the hallucination barrier to the entire arena! Every time a small skirmish occurs, they shift the arena in opposite directions to Narita’s movements. Ah, then Narita must have a hard time realizing it! They probably thought their condition was better than usual.]
[A strategy to lure the opponent to the outer wall from the beginning! Although it seems reckless, behind No Name’s strike lies massive preparation!]
[It’s truly an operation of precise circuitry that a human cannot even imagine… I’ve never seen anything like this in my life.]
[Moreover, viewers, we have breaking news that No Name has set a new record in the national exchange! Striking 40.3% damage with a single blow, they broke Axel Adolph’s 36.9% from 2029! No Name is truly writing history!]
– Is this a superstar? lol.
– Making people go crazy, damn it! lol.
– It was already frustrating to see Narita in the swamp match, but Name just pierced through with a spear.
– Info) In the 2040s, player barrier outputs were increased by 20%.
└ In that era, they’d really have taken half damage, right?
– Physicality is one thing, but Name’s combat intelligence is on a different level than others.
– Mochi-chan, stop drinking so much! lol.
Gulping-
The woman chugged 1000cc of draft beer down her throat.
“Ha ha ha. Mochi-chan! Hey, Mochi-chan! Are you okay?”
“Ugh… my throat is parched, my throat is burning.”
“Why, why? Hehehe.”
“Isn’t that a foul play? People should play fair, right?”
In the pub, a maximum happiness for the maximum number of people was achieved.
* * *
After a 10-minute break, the second half began.
[Narita Hiroki’s expression is not very good. The truth is, No Name just needs to endure from now on.]
Pushed into a corner, Narita Hiroki was impatient, and he had no choice but to be impatient, and he had to be impatient.
He rushed at Name without mercy.
In contrast, Name removed the black aura and the Demon Lord’s horn and faced him barehanded.
With eyes glaring, Narita pressured Name.
Countless lines crossed chaotically.
He swung the sword intending to shred Name.
However, since Name was confident in speed, she calmly read the trajectory of his sword and deflected only the fatal attacks.
Clang-!
Ignoring the slash aimed at her neck, she deflected the thrust aimed at her back.
It was a moment when Narita’s complexion turned even darker.
[That’s cruel. Very cruel… Doesn’t it feel like we can hear No Name’s voice? ‘Hey, such techniques won’t work on me. Show me something else if you have it.’ Narita keeps pulling out one move after another, but No Name is swallowing it all up!]
[Ha ha, does that mean if you give a rice cake, you won’t get eaten?]
[One hundred rice cakes wouldn’t be enough for No Name! At this rate, she might just eat him!]
The commentators regained enough composure to start joking with each other.
1% of No Name’s barrier was chipping away.
If you hit it enough, it would eventually break, but no one knew when that would be.
Name’s impregnable defense served as a sufficient reminder that a flimsy hope is the deepest despair.
Dozens of stabs, hundreds of slashes.
When aiming for vital points, everything was blocked, and when slicing the surface, the barrier was restored faster.
Chased by the pressure of time, Narita Hiroki began to throw increasingly reckless gambles.
He drastically increased the sword’s blade energy to extend its length.
This was merely a stepping stone to increase firepower, that is, kinetic energy.
Name had been focusing solely on passive evasion and defense.
Suddenly, a thought crossed the mind of the KBS commentator, and he voiced it.
[Narita Hiroki is really pressing aggressively… but the left side is quite open. Should he counter with an upward slash here…?]
At that moment.
Name swiftly dodged a vertically descending sword.
She planted her foot into the ground and swung her skiabona.
[Imperial Palace Sword Method 2 – Heavenly Slash]
ZZZAAAMMM-!
The golden aura exploded violently.
The hexagonal array of the small particle barrier that had barely held on collapsed.
Now the barrier would no longer recover.
[Round of 64 Group I Match 2]
[Time: 24:55]
[#2 Narita Hiroki (Japan)] [⚠19% (No Recovery) | 70%]
[#4 No Name (South Korea)] [39% | 89%]
With only 9 effective hits inflicted on Narita, Name had struck him 73 times.
Yet for some reason, the results appeared in stark contrast.
The audience caught a strong scent of victory.
– Wow, how did they predict this? lol.
– Today’s commentary is amazing.
– The Korea-Japan match feels refreshing…
– Almost there, Name! Don’t be careless until the end!
– The counter was sharp!
– It certainly seemed Name took a serious beating, yet why is she still at 39%?
– It’s so exciting, it’s so thrilling, I love No Name!
Suddenly, Narita Hiroki lowered his sword.
There was no particular scheme behind this.
His chest and shoulders heaved violently.
His body, hitting pure physical limits, showed no signs of recovery despite infusing aura.
“Ughhhh!”
Narita Hiroki’s roar, filled with frustration, was transmitted to the drone’s microphone.
His hands refused to comply with his brain’s commands.
He threw the katana to the ground and prepared for pure hand-to-hand combat.
[Activation: Ventus Remus]
Whew—
As the air layer between Name and the boy thinned out, a shortcut to acceleration was created.
He took in a large breath of oxygen, minimizing air resistance, and charged at full speed.
Boom-!
[Activation: Arabesque Knot – Gold]
Name was sent flying like she had been struck by a truck.
However, the low-density aura collected to extend the time of collision, and when she fell, she created a net with magic circles to land safely.
Clearly, there was a significant difference between those with tools and those without.
For the next 5 minutes until the match concluded, it would be solely Name’s time for unrestricted play.
Moreover, once the barrier became unrepairable, the participants in the duel had to absorb part of the shock themselves.
They’d entered what was known as the hellish path of the “Death 10%.”
[Imperial Palace Sword Method 422 – Cross Penetration]
KUGUGU-!
Ideally, it was a merciless technique meant to destroy the tendons of the enemy’s wrists and ankles, but due to the barrier, it had turned into a dull pain.
Even so, Hiroki, who was already exhausted, collapsed right there.
Every time he tried to stand up on his knees, Name poked him down with the sheathe of her sword.
With sharp teeth baring, the boy shouted.
“Just finish it. Hurry and take my head off.”
“No. Why do Japanese people choose to commit seppuku to feel better? I clearly warned you to use the whole 30 minutes before the match. No more excuses, just get up quickly.”
“Grrgh.”
“Who does this kid think he is, getting up without permission! Stay down! Hehehe.”
“Seriously, are you a crazy girl who never got a proper upbringing? I’ll kill you, you little brat!”
Name’s blood vessels visibly bulged in her head.
She raised her right hand with a serious expression, saying nothing.
[Activation: Horn of the Demon Lord]
[Activation: Inertia Tensor Adjustment]
[Activation: Gravity Coefficient Adjustment]
Triple casting and external manifestation.
The massive hand of a demon squirmed as its size and mass increased.
“Fine, if you want it.”
“Hey, you crazy…!”
Name released her fist.
Boom-!
A singular loud noise enveloped the stadium.
The soil beneath the grass erupted in all directions.
Narita Hiroki’s body was buried in the ground as it was and completely disappeared from the view of the camera.
Wheeee—
Drones gathered above Name’s head to capture his final moments.
[Round of 64 Group I Match 2]
[Time: 27:19]
[LOSE: Narita Hiroki (Japan)] [☠5%(Complete Destruction) | 65%]
[WIN: No Name (South Korea)] [37% | 88%]
It could truly be called Name’s overwhelming victory.
* * *
[Seems like there’s a bug in Naver’s text update, ugh.]
“South Korea – No Name, delivered a finishing blow after activating the Horn of the Demon Lord. Hits Narita.
⦁Narita Hiroki (Japan) [69% → 29% | 71%]”
I’m busy with the live event, just scanning through the messages, but what’s with this bug?
This stupid AI explains just the final action, leaving out the intermediate process.
Ugh, I really want to know the combo.
[Comments]
– You idiot, lol, that was just one hit.
– It’s hilarious to think that it’s a bug, lol.
– I also went to the bathroom, and when I came back, suddenly 40% had disappeared, so I was suspicious.
– It’s a bug, with No Name’s skill.
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