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The Third Preliminary Round Temporary Score
Mulya Kasih High School: 103
Pelita Harapan High School: 0
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Robby, Yudishar, and Yurika from Pelita Harapan High School Team have long been eliminated in the arena leaving Luca and Areka there, while the opposing team is still in a state of full and in good condition. Moreover, the monolith of Pelita Harapan High School Team had been destroyed.
Plus the difference in score that is very far adrift with less than half the time left in the match, inevitably makes all supporters of Pelita Harapan High School Team have to swallow a very nervous feeling.
“Fucking boy! After what you showed me earlier, don't tell me you're going game over here! Come on, Luca, win this game! Please!”
It was Kania, the most melancholic member of the White Star Club was anxiously worried about the fate of the Pelita Harapan High School Team she supported, or rather, it was, the center of concern is one of the team members who is his favorite athlete.
“Kania, what's up?”
“Nothing, Bento. It's just, I don't want Luca to lose this game.”
“Take it easy. Looking at the look in his eyes, the boy had not given up at all. I think he'll be fine.”
‘True word Bento. Luca could. Luca, please, hold on!’
Sincere prayer was embedded in the tender heart of the woman.
It's not just Kania who's worried about Luca.
“Luca, baby! Defeat them!”
It was Lia, the celebrity e-sport vrmmorpg, Luca's girlfriend, who unceasingly gave her boyfriend her genuine support.
“Luca, after your hard work so far, don't want to lose!”
“Luca, beat them!”
“Luca, cheer up! I'm sure of you.”
“Not only this is your ability, Luca!”
Not only Lia, Nina, Raia, Chika and Diana who were beside him also unceasingly gave Luca support through prayer.
Amidst the nervousness of supporters of Pelita Harapan High School Team, other spectators who actually support the Mulya Kasih High School Team or including neutral ones without providing more support to one team, have cheered loudly, thinking that soon Mulya Kasih High School will soon win the match by eliminating the SMA subscription semifinal match of his opponent.
Amidst the flow of the atmosphere of the stadium that began to flow towards the profits of Mulya Kasih High School, amid the cheers of the audience who unceasingly confused the name of Mulya Kasih High School, the, suddenly one loud screaming voice instantly stopped the momentum.
“Luca, fight! Defeat those mobs with confidence! You are the main character in this story!”
All the spectators were instantly silent just because the presence of one voice of support was so sincere and special that one vocal voice of the supporter penetrated the hearts of other spectators.
He is the literary teacher of Pelita Harapan High School who spoke special voice for a famous radio broadcaster who was actually in disguise to hide his identity came to that place. She is Miss Sasmi, one of Luca's fanatics.
As if he could listen to the voice of the teacher, behind the scenes Luca suddenly smiled after the cry of Bu Sasmi.
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I smile. Faintly, I could listen to the full shout of support from Sasmi Sister outside. Not only him, although I could not hear the other voices clearly, I could still listen to their spirit mingle in their sincere support for me.
Ah, I can faintly hear the sound of support from Lia mixed among the boisterous voices of the audience, supporting me with her cute and soothing voice.
In this case, I would not want to get excited.
My target is 4 people. Thank goodness the four of them only focused on me and thank goodness that Senior Areka could get in the way while the Viandra was there.
With my ability, it would still be difficult if until Viandra and his swordsman partner were united to face me, coupled with the existence of the mage and also the cleric who gave the buff support effect.
Even as great as I am, I still cannot avoid the attack of a combination of close-range fighters, medium-range swordsmen, as well as long-range mages, if the attack comes simultaneously, if it comes simultaneously, especially if the power of their attacks to be strengthened several times by the buff effect of a cleric.
I remember Uncle Heisel's advice.
“Luca, remember. No matter what we will be considered cowards or what, but remember that the principle of an assassin is to weaken the opponent's strength gradually by eliminating the vital point of their defense first in the weakest place.”
“Remember that the first attack was very important because at that time, the level of anticipation of the enemy was at the weakest point. Once you fail, then you will no longer get the same opportunity again in the second, third, or after attacks.”
That's right Uncle Heisel said. These are very important moments to destroy the defense of the opponent. It's clear who I should get rid of first.
‘Skill: quick step slash’
“Slaaaaaash.”
In one epic move, I slit the throats of two enemies simultaneously who were standing in a position parallel to each other in a very fast motion.
Even a few seconds after I made my attack, it seemed that they had not realized that their lives were over. They just looked at me blankly as if asking what I had just done by passing in front of them all of a sudden.
“Aaaaaaaakh!”
“Aaaaaaaakh!”
“Enal! Alexio!”
The shielder looked so panicked to see the mage and his partner's cleric game over just like that right in front of his own eyes.
Two enemies left. I stepped in shadowy steps while also activating my stealth skill around them.
It seemed clear that they were trying hard to look for the whereabouts of my position which disappeared back from before them.
‘Skill: thin thread snare’
Without giving them a chance to think, I immediately ensnared the opponent's shield through my thin stringed skill that I learned from Brother Keporin. The opponent shield seemed to be trying hard to let go of the snare, but unfortunately all his efforts were in vain.
“Aslar!”
It appeared that the swordsman was panicking at the sight of his fellow shield that was trapped. But he's not stupid.
Whether it was instinct or he could indeed sense, which he clearly seemed to be aware that I was temporarily eyeing him.
Instead of choosing to immediately run towards his fellow shield to release him from the snare of my skill, he looked even more wary of an impromptu attack that could come at any time that came from me. She's clever.
But sometimes, too sharp instincts can be a fatal deficiency in a fight. At least, that's what I've proven from my various combat experiences against powerful enemies all along.
I threw a dummy made of bones over it. As expected, thanks to his sharp instincts, even such a small movement could immediately distract him. Instantly he turned his head towards the top, the place where the dummy was making a sound.
At that moment, I took advantage of the split-second chance he was carelessly staring upwards to attack her.
Not perfect, but the attack hit him. Unfortunately, he was able to immediately realize my attack before I could give him a fatal stab.
I immediately stepped back from him to keep my distance. Then I immediately threw my knife over him.
He seemed to be aware that the attack would not hit him at all like before.
But he was mistaken. From the beginning, the attack was not for him.
It was to activate my net-trap that I learned from Little Keporin.
Instantly my throwing knife hit the trigger knife that became a trap activator so released. In a beautiful chain, the blades and webs interact with each other showing the actions of movement with each other through the release of the knife trigger from the bottom.
And as a beautiful cover of the attraction, instantly ten throwing knives that came from various directions, pierced to the back of the head, heart, heart, and the other vital parts of the opponent's shield were trapped in the trap of my net.
The speed of the blade is designed very quickly through precise and accurate calculations of the physical formulas of action-reaction by utilizing the effects of momentum and inertia of matter.
As a result, the knives that look weak, the, being able to penetrate deeply into the body of the shield to the point of injuring the vital organs of the innermost part of his body which eventually caused the shield to have to game over in the arena.
This strategy is certainly more effective because the one trapped inside is a shield who is slow like a turtle and inelastic adjusting in a trap. Perhaps, the story is different if the trapped is the swordsman. I'm sure he'll soon be thrashing around, and once there's as little slit of motion as he can, he'll easily be able to cut through the nets.
Of course, I had already thought through all of that before deciding to trap the shield, instead of the swordsman.
I could see the swordman's face clearly when his fellow shield was eliminated in the arena thanks to a ridiculous attack without him nearby saving the fellow.
He must have felt regretful for having chosen to ignore my attack earlier which he thought was just a bluff just because his instincts did not consider the attack dangerous for him.
Yes that was of course because indeed the attack was aimed not for him, but rather his comrade shield.
And the power of the nets did not reach there.
“Praaaaang! Duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk duk!”
The blades were thrown wildly at a very frightening speed then hit the opponent's monolith. Slowly but surely, each throw of the blade gave a crack to the monolith.
And finally, the,
“Gubrak!”
The opposing monolith collapsed spectacularly.
The swordsman could only gape with his mouth wide open watching the incredible sight that was completely unexpected. In an instant, the score was balanced again and the match returned to the starting point.
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The Third Preliminary Round Temporary Score
Mulya Kasih High School: 103
Pelita Harapan High School: 103
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