Black Tech Internet Cafe System Chapter 221
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Black Tech Internet Cafe System Chapter 221 – Sorcerers and Sorceresses Are Done; The Quarter Final Begins
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
Necromancers are horrifying!
They are a horrifying class!
All of the people in the audience hadn’t realized how powerful this dirty class, which dealt with corpses on a daily basis, was until now!
Even without corpses and a large skeleton army, this class still could unleash horrifying power!
Bedlam broke loose in front of the big screens while people talked about the skills of the necromancer and the match!
Perhaps Wang Tai was the biggest dark horse in this competition!
“I won?!” Want Tai put down the virtual headset and looked around.
He still didn’t feel like he had won!
Even now, he felt like he was in a dream!
In fact, he had thought that he would lose. He had played poorly except for casting Decrepify on his opponent and making the Clay Golem slow his opponent down.
Yeah, very poorly! His performance was even worse compared to his previous matches!
For example, he had built a bone prison after building a bone wall. If he were more confident in himself, one bone prison was enough, and he would have had time to use other spells.
If he used Iron Maiden during that time, which could reflect the damage he received back to his opponent, the result would be different!
Since his opponent was a master both in games and in real life, he had been extremely nervous!
His hands were still shaking nervously right now.
“Not bad!” Fang Qi walked over and patted his shoulder, saying, “You’re the No. 1 Necromancer in the shop.”
“No. 1… Necromancer?” Fatty Wang gulped with difficulty and waved his hand immediately, saying,
“No… I’m not.”
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“Kid! Keep it up! You’re the only necromancer in the top eight. Of course, you are the No.1 Necromancer.” Not expecting that he would lose to this fat guy, Elder Fu still looked embarrassed.
Compared with the others, Wang Tai was an ordinary fat guy with a round face and small eyes; it was incredible that he could play games in a team with the geniuses, such as Song Qingfeng, and could enter the national examination with good performance.
Like every small figure, he felt humble and had little self-esteem when he looked up at the geniuses and masters.
He had humbly followed the geniuses and spent each day routinely, never expecting that he would one day surpass them.
He felt no sense of existence, and no one paid attention to him either in real life or in the games.
However, at this moment, he found that in this brand-new world, there was no absolute division between the lofty and the low, and there were no absolute geniuses and ordinary people!
In the real world, he was only a humble fat guy with low self-esteem, but in this virtual world, he had gradually gotten rid of his lowly and humble status; he wasn’t weak anymore!
Unconsciously, he lost some of his inferiority complex and replaced it with a mild confidence that he had never felt before.
Living in the lower class of the city, it was the first time that he felt anything beside inferiority before the aristocrats and masters.
“Thank you!” Not knowing how to respond, Wang Tai blushed and said only two words to Fang Qi after a long pause.
He was at a loss for what to do except that he couldn’t continue his lousy plays in the future battles. If he could only win battles due to his opponent’s lack of knowledge about his skills, he would be ashamed to take their compliments, even if some had only complimented him jokingly.
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I must do better in the next match!
While Wang Tai considered how to improve his battle style based on his previous mistakes, the next match began.
Song Qingfeng versus Ouyang Cheng.
“Gongzi Xiao, how about this pair?” Some people who weren’t familiar with Diablo asked.
“I think they’re on the same level…” Xiao Yulv said, “After all, someone used the Cloak of Shadows strategy before, and Ouyang Cheng must be prepared for it.”
Before he finished his words, someone yelled, “The teleport got interrupted!”
“What skill did he use?!”
Exclamations rose around him!
The moment that Ouyang Cheng entered the battlefield and was about to pull away with teleport, he felt like someone hammered his head, and he got dizzy!
Even his teleport was interrupted!
Different from other games, players of Diablo could still launch attacks and spiritual spells in dizziness instead of being rendered useless if they could focus and concentrate enough.
Nalan Mingxue squinted since she had noticed that Song Qingfeng had used a spiritual spell the moment that he entered the battlefield; obviously, he interrupted his opponent’s teleport through prediction!
She was surprised that an assassin could interrupt a teleport from such a great distance!
In the next moment, Song Qingfeng teleported with his teleport staff and attacked again to interrupt Ouyang Cheng’s next teleport!
Watching the scene on the battlefield, Fang Qi lamented silently. The teleport skill looked weak in front of the players who were warriors or cultivators in real life. When he first played the game before he traveled to this world, it was much harder to interrupt others’ teleports!
With the assassins getting close to them, the sorcerers and sorceresses were powerless. Since Ouyang Cheng couldn’t get away with teleport, and the freeze from his shiver armor was useless on Song Qingfeng, who wore an item that had the ‘cannot be frozen’ property, the outcome was evident!
Then, Bai Lang lost all of his HP under the siege of the grizzlies and wolves summoned by Bu Che, a druid, who teleported with a teleport staff as well.
As for another dark horse, Fu Jianghe, he somehow also got a teleport staff and eliminated the remaining sorcerer with the vision restriction from the Cloak of Shadows and the mobility from teleport!
This sorcerer was Ouyang Zhen, the head of the Ouyang Family!
Now, people had seen the downfall of the sorcerers and sorceresses.
In the end, the sorcerers and sorceresses who gained fame in the first round of the competition were almost all slaughtered in the round of 16 by their opponents with all kinds of restraining methods!
The only two remaining sorcerers were An Huwei and Li Haoran!
At this moment, the competition entered the quarter-finals!
According to the rules, the first match was An Huwei’s sorcerer versus Bu Che’s druid.
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