Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 815 - 814: The Arena

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Everyone is talking about us...

Stonemason restrained his impulse to look around, keeping his eyes straight ahead, as he followed his senior brothers and sisters on the road to the mall.

This is actually the first time all the members of the Syndicate have collectively appeared in front of the outside world.

Previously, the top fifty players on the rankings, Lose Control, Tai Hao, Amber, and Raging Fire, had already revealed their IDs,

whereas the players ranked fifty to a hundred, including the Witch and Wang Hu, had been anonymous until they recently revealed their IDs, instantly igniting the entire forum.

All players are discussing what kind of holy presence this Syndicate is, to have secured nine spots in the top hundred, and all major powers are on high alert against the Syndicate.

"Uh... so, walking around so ostentatiously, is it really okay?"

Stonemason hesitated for a moment but still asked softly.

Perch, wearing an anime shirt, gave him a curious look, "What's the problem with this? Isn't it normal for players to go to the game mall to buy some equipment?"

But your levels are too high, so many top hundred players walking down the street together would make even a medium-sized guild tremble.

Stonemason awkwardly smiled, suddenly seeming to notice something, and looked up ahead.

There, two teams were walking side by side, talking and laughing, heading their way.

Leading the opposing team was a golden-haired young man with angular features, handsome and rugged like a statue, none other than David from the Federal Bureau of Investigation's Supernatural Accident Place, ranked tenth.

Walking alongside him was Dawn from the European Heavy Industry Group, ranked seventeenth—a beautiful girl with short pink hair, wearing a black dress.

The two of them were quintessentially the handsome man and beautiful woman of universal aesthetics, exuding the aura of a youth idol drama just by standing there. They could shoot an ad or an MV without looking out of place at all.

But even more attention-catching was the luxurious lineup behind the two of them.

"The eighth-ranked Abel, twelfth-ranked Ares, thirteenth-ranked Cain, nineteenth-ranked Breeding Homomorph, twentieth-ranked AIM, forty-second-ranked Dahan..."

A nearby player couldn't help but gasp in awe, his eyes full of excitement, and whispered, "This is just too intense."

"This wave, this wave is called a gathering of stars, the gods returning."

Another bystander's eyes sparkled as he quietly murmured, "These people are not of the same path as the Syndicate,

Breeding Homomorph was eliminated by Lose Control in the Realms Corridor,

AIM was knocked out by Tai Hao,

David himself faced off against Lose Control in the Sky Fighting Arena, where the two fought fiercely for hundreds of rounds, relying purely on close combat, reducing the arena to rubble with punches and kicks, eventually losing to Lose Control.

Are these two groups going to fight today?"

"Ohho!"

Wanli Fengdao raised his eyebrows, watching as both sides got closer, and pulled his mammoth-headed subordinate back a few steps.

Li Ang also retreated a bit, moving his palm to take out half a frozen watermelon from his sodium ring, then used alchemy to split it into two pieces, cutting one and handing it to Little Brother Dao's mammoth-headed subordinate.

He munched on the watermelon while watching the two groups, whispering, "Fight, fight!"

The innocent bystanders enjoyed the spectacle, as the focus of all was on David, who seemed not to mind much. He laughed as he finished telling a joke to the pink-haired girl, Dawn, making her smile brightly,

and as the distance gradually closed, he turned his head to look at the Syndicate members ahead.

"Good afternoon, everyone."

David displayed a perfectly elegant smile and said casually, "Nice to see you again."

Tai Hao squinted his eyes, returning a gentle smile, while Lose Control coldly glanced at him without saying anything, showing a complete lack of regard.

So arrogant.

This was the thought of the bystanders and Stonemason, and Perch seemed to have noticed Stonemason's expression, grinned, and leaned over to whisper to him, "Second senior brother is Martial Arts Demon, he was strong even before becoming a player, and once he became a player, his training became even more relentless.

As he got stronger, no one could beat him, not even the teacher found him annoying, so he started simulating battles in his mind.

Imagining himself fighting himself, using different weapons, in different venues, under different conditions.

He fantasized hundreds of life-and-death battles every day, and after finishing, would seriously review where he went wrong.

His mind is filled with fighting techniques, indifferent to the outside world.

So he only remembers particularly important and recent events.

Simply put, our second senior brother is..."

"Forgetful?"

Stonemason instinctively added, while Perch hurriedly stepped back half a step, somewhat sheepishly waving his hand, "That's what you said, be careful not to let the second senior brother hear.

Um... but even if he does hear, it's no big deal, as long as you run fast enough, after four or five days he'll forget it even happened..."

The bystanders talked about Lose Control's arrogance,

while Stonemason was dumbfounded, and those in the know, like the Witch, lizard-headed Nasir, the boy in a white shirt LAN, looked elsewhere awkwardly or scratched their heads—

Needless to say, the second senior brother absolutely forgot about David, forgot he had beaten him thoroughly, and was probably slowly recalling it now.

Too embarrassing...

The scene fell silent for a moment, and it was the cheerful Amber who finally broke the silence, smiling as he looked at David and the others, "You're here to buy stuff?"

"Yes."

The girl with the short pink hair, Dawn, nodded and smiled gently, "The second-to-last round of the competition is coming up, and if I don't prepare in advance, I might be eliminated immediately.

The Lost World has global broadcasting, and it would be too embarrassing to fail to advance when everyone is watching.

That would disappoint my fans."

Usually, adding a "ne" at the end of a sentence might seem a bit affected,

but when Dawn spoke, "ne" didn't sound awkward at all—perhaps because her appearance and demeanor were truly very innocent and gentle...

Of course, this innocence and gentleness are limited to her appearance only,

only a fool would think a player ranked seventeenth is a helpless soft girl.

As the saying goes, the pinker the hair, the harder the punches,

with mecha as her power system, Dawn was a top fighter of the European Heavy Industry Group, having proved herself in the Sky Fighting Arena and Realms Corridor through several bloody and brutal battles. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

As for the fans she mentioned...

In the real world, Dawn is also a YouTube video vlogger, often uploading vlogs of her driving mechas, and her fan count has surpassed ten million.

Most fans come to see this cute girl; only a small portion are actual mecha enthusiasts, drooling over her mecha driving.

No woman is more fascinating than a Gundam!