PFC Chapter 201: 25 against 1, the advantage is in my hands!
Chapter 201: 25 against 1, the advantage is in my hands!
The flag bearer NPC's grand, emotionless voice echoed like the tolling of a bell.
"Who dares to accept the challenge?!"
The questions echoed in the empty arena, but they caused no ripples.
Two hundred and seventy-five top players, from the three most powerful guilds in the Origin Realm, yet not one of them dared to speak first.
Their gazes, like searchlights, were fixed on the lone figure in the center of the arena.
Chen You didn't speak, and didn't even change his posture.
He merely raised his chin slightly, his gaze calmly sweeping across the entire room, his expression as indifferent as if he were looking at an unimportant landscape.
But this posture, in the eyes of others, was more oppressive than any arrogant words.
That seemed to mean:
I'm not targeting anyone in particular, I'm saying that everyone here... can come at me together.
"Gulp."
Within the Roman god faction, someone nervously swallowed.
Their guild channel was being refreshed at a rate of milliseconds.
[Obi]: Where's the strategist? Let's calculate whether we can win? What's the chance of winning? Hurry up!
[Audoge]: Let whoever wants to calculate it do so! There are too many variables! I'm completely baffled!
[Obi]: Then give me some advice! To fight or not to fight?!
[Olive Dog Head]: ...I suggest waiting and seeing. Let those muscle-headed Titans test the waters first.
On the other hand, the Titans' guild channel presented a completely different picture.
The angry roars and cries for battle almost broke free of the constraints of words.
[Taiku]: Damn it! That time with the World Leader, our Titan Temple was completely humiliated!
[Titanata]: That's right! Now that the stats are even, his newbie protection is useless, what's there to be afraid of! Twenty-five people could overwhelm him!
[Savar]: Guild Master! Give the order! Today, it's either him or him who dies!
The atmosphere in the channel was ignited, and the pent-up resentment found an outlet at this moment.
[Salos]: Quiet!
A calm voice rang out, instantly silencing all the noise.
[Salos]: Fighting... we definitely have to fight! But we must fight with style and momentum.
[Salos]: Where's Tepi?
Titan Temple Elite Regiment Leader, Taipi, slowly typed out a line of text.
[Thai Pi]: President, please allow me to think it over.
Upon hearing Typi speak, the Titans immediately fell silent, waiting for Typi's analysis.
In their minds, although Tepi was also a Titan, he was one of the few who could think with his brain.
Taipi looked at Chen You in the arena, his eyes darting around as he rapidly calculated in his mind.
He believed he had seen through everything.
First, the number one leader was killed.
Augustus originally included a chess-like mechanism, making it extremely difficult.
Chen You must have gotten incredibly lucky, as he happened to encounter a system adjustment that allowed him to skip the most difficult mechanic and thus secure the first kill.
Now, this PVP arena is a real head-on clash, with no possibility of taking shortcuts.
Secondly, the number of people.
No matter how high Chen You's output is, the previous world leader was still compared to a five-person team.
Our side now has a full elite squad of twenty-five people!
A five-fold difference in the number of people is not as simple as one plus one!
Finally, and most importantly!
A glint of shrewdness flashed in Taipi's eyes.
The NPC made it very clear: [Attribute levels will be temporarily adjusted to level 20].
Equipment attributes and skill values will be balanced and adjusted according to quality.
This is precisely the biggest trap!
The attributes and values have been calibrated, but the skills that the player has already learned will not be deleted!
He, Taipi, is an 89-level berserker who possesses several ultimate skills that can only be learned after level 80!
And what about Chen You on the other side? Level 21, what skills could he possibly have?
Using an 80-level skill system to fight a 20-level skill system is like a college student going back to do elementary school math problems.
Thinking of this, a confident smile appeared on Taipi's lips.
He cleared his throat and shared his assessment in the guild chat.
[Taipi]: Brothers, I've finished my analysis. The advantage is in my hands this time!
He concisely shared his three-point analysis, which instantly went viral across the channel.
[Thai Bao]: Holy crap! Pipi is awesome! How come I didn't think of skills!
[Taiku]: Hahaha! Using an 80-level ultimate move against his 20-level basic skill, this scene is too beautiful!
[Titanata]: Damn! President, give the order! We're starving!
Two seconds later.
【Salos】: Teppi, go and beat his ass to a pulp.
[Thai Pi]: Watch me!
Taipi nodded in satisfaction and closed the chat interface.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Tepi pushed his way through the crowd and strode out from the Titan Temple procession.
Each step he took was powerful and heavy, his metal boots clattering against the arena's stone slabs with a dull "clang! clang!"
He walked to the front of the line and first glanced contemptuously at the Luna's Radiance team huddled in the audience.
He cursed "coward" in his heart, then turned his gaze to the flag bearer NPC.
"We are the elite Second Regiment of the Titan Temple!"
Taipi's voice was loud and clear, full of unquestionable confidence.
"Apply for the challenge!"
These words caused an uproar in the room!
The Roman God Clan's commander, Obi, revealed a subtle smile and sent a message in the channel.
"Everyone, activate the battle log and record every single second of the battle data from the Titan Temple."
In the audience, Lone Wolf under the Moon kept shaking his head, his eyes filled with pity as he looked at Taipi.
Chen You looked at Tai Pi who had stepped forward, and his eyes finally showed a slight change.
That was the look...like you'd give a "guinea pig".
"very good."
The flag bearer NPC's voice rang out again, seemingly unsurprised by the outcome.
Its huge battle flag was pointed at Taipi and the twenty-four members behind him.
"Current Challenger Queue: 2."
"Match successful".
After saying that, the flag bearer NPC slammed the battle flag to the ground again!
Boom!
A golden light curtain, visible to the naked eye, shot into the sky.
In an instant, it enveloped Chen You and Tai Pi's team of twenty-five, forming a huge circular battlefield.
The Roman gods and other teams outside the light barrier were pushed to a safer area further away by a gentle force.
Inside the arena, the atmosphere instantly froze to freezing point.
Taipi grinned maliciously and pulled out a giant axe taller than a man from behind his back, its blade gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.
"Kid!" He pointed the axe tip at Chen You, chin held high, "Your good luck ends here!"
"Today, I'll show you what real PvP is!"
The twenty-four team members behind him also brandished their weapons, their fighting spirit high.
The tanks stood with their shields in front, the healing staffs glowed, and the ranged DPS spread out their formation.
A standard 25-man team fight initiation technique, textbook-worthy.
On the other side was Chen You, alone and with an indifferent expression.