Countless players sighed at this, indeed people do slip and horses stumble.
Even a mythical boy, in the end, was defeated by the ga.
How could one person’s strength possibly battle a ga? Luck eventually runs out.
The original owner didn’t watch the match where the boy died, so they don’t know what happened.
"Let’s go check it out too. This person ranks very high, still an A-level player, to survive this long there must be sothing worth learning." It was Huo Yi speaking, and his proposal was agreed upon by all the novice players.
"Yanyan, are you feeling alright? Can you hold on?" Jing XiYuaan asked.
Before Qiann Yan could answer, Fang Qing said, "Qiann Yan, if you’re not feeling well, maybe you should go rest in your room. We can share the experience with you after we finish watching."
"I want to see for myself." Qiann Yan refused Fang Qing’s suggestion, curious about how this boy could rely on his own abilities to choose the empty cage.
Yes, this boy didn’t have teammates, he played every ga alone, which is why he beca a myth; people say he’s very lucky.
Fang Qing smiled without showing any unusual expression: "Alright, if you’re not feeling well, be sure to rest."
When Qiann Yan and the others arrived at the venue, the boy stood in the center, surrounded by 11 cages covered with black cloth.
Soone was whispering: "It’s 11 cages again; I wonder if A9 can choose correctly this ti."
"This is A9, Death Ga Island’s undefeated legend, the only living player among the top ten A-level players."
"Indeed."
Unlike the previous silence, when A9 played, everyone was discussing, and so were even cheering for him.
Initially, many thought he’d slip up eventually, but every ti he succeeded, gradually everyone believed he wouldn’t fail.
"He doesn’t have any teammates?" Fang Qing looked behind the 11 cages in surprise, seeing no one standing there. "Could it be his teammates are gone? Didn’t plan to team up anymore? This ga allows randomly drawing others to play along, and he doesn’t use that feature?"
However, this thod also seems quite risky.
"You’re new, so you don’t know. He’s the myth here; when I arrived, he didn’t have teammates. He’s always done it alone. So wanted to team up with him, but he would refuse." A veteran player answered Fang Qing.
Many newcors were sowhat stunned; living so long without teammates, what kind of monster is this?
Choosing the right cage every ti, this is basically a luck emperor, isn’t it?
"Isn’t this the luck emperor?" Fang Qing couldn’t help but say.
"Yes, that’s the luck emperor," the veteran player said with a smile. "But there’s nothing to be done. Luck is a form of strength, so he doesn’t need teammates. Teammates might even affect his luck."
Outside voices were audible to the boy; upon hearing everyone call him a luck emperor, his expression twisted.
If he were a luck emperor, he wouldn’t have stayed in this place for so many years.
He’s fundantally unlucky!
He wouldn’t talk about such embarrassing matters.
Of course, if he talked about it, no one would believe him; they’d think he’s bragging.
"A9 player, please state your answer within three minutes." A chanical, monotonous voice sounded, making the whole audience quiet down, holding their breath.
Despite veteran players thinking the boy would surely choose the empty cage, at this mont, everyone was still extrely tense.
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