Disparity in Battle

The stands were filled with enthusiastic cheers and shouts from the players.

"Kuang Chao Ge, charge!"

"For Omnissiah!"

The name "Steel Frenzy" filled the battlefield, but few supported the Luan Shi Fusheng; only a few acquaintances and friends remained.

In the audience, Jian Cai Wang Ge had tears in his eyes and whispered, "Keep going, Fusheng, you are the last hope for ordinary players."

"Go for it, Yi Li Di!"

"Brother Fusheng!"

The Jian Cai Wang Ge's underlings cheered softly.

"Both players, please take your positions."

The commentator's pleasant voice drifted over the arena.

This commentator is also a popular player, known among the vast player community for her voice and looks; her nickname is "Hong Feng".

"As you can see, everyone's spirits are exceptionally high."

"That's understandable. The red team's player is the president of the Cult of the Church of the Machine God, a well-known professional player— Steel Frenzy. As the first Artificer player, Steel Frenzy is incredibly powerful. The Guardian Armor he created is an extremely perfect piece of equipment, a perfect fusion of technology and magic, possessing a force field shield and Elemental Lightning Cannon..."

"Steel Frenzy!"

"Flesh and blood are weak and feeble, while machinery soars!"

The players in the stands erupted in another round of cheers.

"Haha, it seems that the Steel Frenzy player is very popular."

"And our blue team player, Luan Shi Fusheng..."

Hong Feng got a little stuck.

She looked down at the almost blank data with only a few lines, organized her thoughts for a moment, and then continued, "He is also a player who has reached level eight."

"You should know that the player 'Luan Shi Fusheng' only entered the game during the Northern Lands War, but has now reached the level cap. He is a very persistent player, and his strength should not be underestimated."

"Hong Feng are so gentle."

"This guy is really unlucky, running into an opponent of this caliber as soon as he steps out the door."

This time there was not much noise.

Upon hearing the commentator's words, the corner of Luan Shi Fusheng's mouth twitched.

Since things had come to this, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go on stage.

The Luan Shi Fusheng walked heavily onto the field, and accompanied by the trembling of the ground and the booming sounds, Steel Frenzy also drove its Arcane Armor step by step.

Two figures, one large and one small.

The six-meter-tall armored vehicle stood side by side with an ordinary human player, creating a stark contrast. The shadow cast by the armored vehicle could completely Luan Shi Fusheng.

Clearly, this was an unfair contest.

In the Luan Shi Fusheng strained to raise his head, staring intently at the legendary professional in the cockpit— Steel Frenzy. His hand gripping the sword trembled slightly.

calm.

Don't be afraid.

Even professional gamers are not invincible.

Even this huge lump of iron in front of us is not invincible; it must have its weaknesses.

In this Luan Shi Fusheng, you are destined to become a professional gamer and win the Dragon Flame Champion —how can you fall in this small Preliminary Round?! With this thought in mind, the gaze of the chaotic Luan Shi Fusheng towards the Steel Frenzy became even more resolute, and various tactics and strategies were being constructed in his mind.

Such a large enemy must not be very mobile.

Once you use the Misty Step to get close, your opponent will definitely not be able to react.

With another slide tackle behind the opponent, a series of heavy blows with the longsword in hand can kill the driver directly and end the game.

He begins his career as the renowned Master of the Mechanical Deep God Church!

He became famous overnight! He was instantly hailed as a god!

That's it!

In the Luan Shi Fusheng, the hand holding the longsword trembled even more violently, but this time it was due to tension and excitement.

Meanwhile, the Mechanical Frenzy looked down at his opponent through the tempered glass canopy of the cockpit, scratched his head, and felt somewhat bewildered.

"No, this guy looks so weird, it's giving me the creeps."

"Forget it, let's hurry up and clear the Preliminary Round. There are still a bunch of projects in the guild that I need to coordinate. The Gene Master and blacksmith masters in the guild are arguing about funding again. I'm so tired."

"Speaking of which—"

"How can you lose when Gundam is right in front of you?"

The audience's enthusiasm remained high, with cheers and shouts continuing unabated.

The narrator's voice echoed clearly throughout the venue.

"Both sides, please prepare."

"Three, two..."

"One."

"The match begins."

Before the referee finished speaking, Luan Shi Fusheng took several steps back to a relatively safe distance.

He observed his opponent from afar, his expression resolute, his mind racing.

We must find the opponent's weakness and strive for a fatal blow!

He only has one chance! "We can see that the player from Luan Shi Fusheng' is very cautious; he chose to create distance first."

"However, according to official information, his profession is Champion Warrior, which should be based on melee heavy attacks as the main means of output. He must have his own unique strategy."

"Oh? We see that the Steel Frenzy player has chosen to use the Elemental Lightning Cannon directly! For Artificer, this might be the optimal range for attack!"

In the cockpit, Steel Frenzy pushed the lever, muttering, "Let's hurry up and finish the speedrun. I heard they're about to start fighting with armored vehicles and chimeras..."

A blinding flash of lightning erupted from the muzzle of the cannon on the left arm of the [Guardian] armor, and arcs of electricity crackled across the entire surface of the armor.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning, as thick as a bowl, suddenly shot out from it, heading straight for the Luan Shi Fusheng far away.

"He can't move right now!"

"Now!"

A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Luan Shi Fusheng, and he gripped his longsword tightly, the silver bracelet on his wrist shimmering.

The Misty Step! "Boom!"

A blue-white lightning bolt struck the original location of Luan Shi Fusheng, creating a huge crater, but the place was already empty, with only a thin layer of silvery-white smoke remaining.

Meanwhile, Luan Shi Fusheng, wielding a longsword, appeared out of nowhere behind the armor.

"Whoa!"

A gasp went up from the crowd.

The commentator was also somewhat surprised. "Unexpected!"

"We can see that the player 'Luan Shi Fusheng' used the Misty Step' to enter the blind spot of the player 'Steel Frenzy '! Could a miracle really happen?"

In this Luan Shi Fusheng gripped the [Chill Sword] tightly and charged into the Steel Frenzy, he even actually slid in! That's it!

Unleash Enhanced Heavy Strike on the armor!

In a flash, Luan Shi Fusheng leaped high into the air, aiming directly at the back of the Arcane Armor —the location of Steel Frenzy's cockpit.

The players in the audience gasped and held their breath.

Could a miracle really happen?

"When--"

All that could be heard was a crisp sound.

In the Luan Shi Fusheng was sent flying backward, and the longsword was also knocked out of his hand by the powerful recoil and stuck in the ground.

Behind the Arcane Armor, a solid force field shield also appeared!

The Arcane Armor encased inside remained completely unharmed.

"How is that possible?"

In the Luan Shi Fusheng collapsed to the ground, his expression one of astonishment.

The commentator was also quite surprised, and quickened her pace. "The idea of the player 'Luan Shi Fusheng' to launch a sneak attack from behind has failed!"

"I didn't expect the Steel Frenzy players to have force field shields behind them! You know, these constant force field protection spells are extremely expensive; even a small piece costs hundreds of Gold Coin..."

Steel Frenzy chuckled, maneuvering his armor, and slowly turned around. "After being ambushed and having my equipment destroyed last time, I learned my lesson and realized that full-body shields are the key!"

"I call this— the Turtle Shell Tactic!"

Watching the rampant, laughing Steel Frenzy, the Luan Shi Fusheng cursed inwardly, "This is pure money-throwing!"

He raised his hand in a mixture of grief and indignation, pointing at the Steel Frenzy and saying, "Referee, he fouled!"

"Feel sorry..."

The Steel Frenzy controlled the armor, raising its fist, which was larger than an iron pot, and the thrusters behind its elbows spewed out flames, accumulating terrifying power.

"Boom!"

With a single punch, the ground trembled and dust flew everywhere.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a large crater appeared on the ground, and Luan Shi Fusheng was smashed to pieces, clearly dead.

"This was an accident!"

This was the last thought that flashed through his mind as he faced the black screen.

"Financial resources are also a part of strength!"

"This is how we Artificer fight!"

A hearty smile spread across Steel Frenzy's face as his massive arcane mech raised its fist, steam billowing from its back.

The battle ended too quickly, and the commentator wasn't particularly excited. "An undisputed, crushing victory!"

"Let's congratulate Steel Frenzy on winning this round!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

"Kuang Chao Ge is invincible!"

"Flesh and blood are weak and feeble, while machinery soars!"

"Dude, is that all? One punch and he's dead?"

Inside the game pod, Luan Shi Fusheng, awaiting resurrection, was browsing the forums, checking if anyone had mentioned him.

He quickly stumbled upon a video, his expression turning grim—"The Artificer are the Future! Steel Frenzy One-Punch Kills an Eighth-Level Fighter"

And he, Luan Shi Fusheng, was merely a pitiful backdrop.

Goodness, this damage.

[Kuang Chao Ge is still awesome!]

[What does this have to do with the Artificer? It's purely a matter of superior equipment. Give me that much money, and I could play even better than him!]

[The guy on the other side doesn't seem too bad either, he just had bad luck running into a powerhouse like Steel Frenzy.]

Isn't that the Yi Li Di?

Indeed, I couldn't do what he did to reach level eight.

Only after turning to this point did the expression on the face of the Luan Shi Fusheng soften slightly.

"Exactly, I was just unlucky to lose to a player like Steel Frenzy. I'm still honorable to have lost."

"What doesn't kill me makes me stronger! The trials and tribulations only make me more resilient!"

He clenched his fist, and his eyes hardened once again.

"Well then, I'm sorry to say, my future opponents, I will not lose a single match from now on!"

Players participating in the competition can receive a free "Quick Resurrection" service, but the experience points from the death penalty cannot be refunded.

Fortunately, he had accumulated a lot of experience Luan Shi Fusheng, which allowed him to remain at level eight without losing levels.

With the server closing soon, the schedule is very tight, and the next match in this Luan Shi Fusheng is just around the corner.

This time, he spent all his savings to buy a fine suit of armor from the Imperial Arsenal.

This time, he was determined to win!

An hour and a half later, in the First District.

"Number 22054, Luan Shi Fusheng."

Under the watchful eyes of the masses, the resurrected Luan Shi Fusheng reappears, his eyes brimming with the confidence of victory.

He even waved to the audience, sparking much discussion.

"Isn't this the guy who got wiped out by the Steel Frenzy just now?"

"What? He's that One-Punch Fighter?"

"This guy is in a tough spot. I wonder who his opponent is this time."

Listening to the cacophony of discussions, Luan Shi Fusheng clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and forced a relaxed smile onto his face.

The previous defeat was just an accident. Next, he will show his true strength, which will impress everyone!

This was just the beginning of his professional career! "Number 00023, Dawei Tianlong."

The referee's voice rang out again, and the smile on Luan Shi Fusheng's face froze instantly.

He looked up and saw a bald, muscular Monk, nearly three meters tall, standing in the opposite corridor.

The Monk grinned, revealing a set of neat white teeth, and waved to the audience with his arms, which were thicker than an average person's torso.

His body was like a perfect sculpture, and the top of his head reflected a dazzling light.

"Dawei Tianlong! The God of the Monk!"

"This is the guild leader of the Shaolin Temple Guild? The head of the Eighteen Arhats?"

"That's him!"

"It is said that this person took a high concentration of Dragon Blood Potion, but instead of growing scales, he gained muscle strength that could be described as a humanoid dragon!"

"That's terrifying!"

"That guy's really unlucky, always running into monsters like that."

The commentator introduced the information of both sides, the referee gave the order, and the match began.

"We can see that Dawei Tianlong's strength and speed are both extremely terrifying, reaching a superhuman level."

Wall Climbing!

The bald Monk stomped his foot hard on the ground, creating two small craters.

Amidst billowing dust, he leaped over ten meters high, traversing the entire arena as he charged forward, his gleaming bald head gleaming in the sunlight.

"Holy crap."

In disbelief, Luan Shi Fusheng looked up and instinctively shielded his eyes from the blinding light.

"Boom!"

A light fall! Gravel flies everywhere!

The Dawei Tianlong landed beside the Luan Shi Fusheng, but he himself was unharmed and suffered no injury from the fall.

Unarmed versus armed, unarmored versus armored, the advantage is mine!

Now! Enhanced Heavy Strike! In this Luan Shi Fusheng fiercely swung his longsword, drawing a beautiful arc in the air before striking his opponent's sculpted body.

"Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Padma Hum!"

Intimidation Fist! The bald Monk threw a punch, his fist, as big as a casserole dish, imbued with immense true energy, blasting towards the Luan Shi Fusheng.

"Boom!"

A powerful gust of air suddenly crashed in, leaving a deep fist mark on the breastplate of the Luan Shi Fusheng.

His armor was shattered, and he himself was sent flying more than ten meters away, landing on the ground, barely alive.

"Splash!"

Along with the armor, it seems that the champion's dream in the heart of Luan Shi Fusheng also shattered.

The Dawei Tianlong laughed loudly, revealing a set of equally dazzling white teeth. "Young man, the fists of Monk are the strongest weapon!"

"Another crushing victory! Congratulations to player Dawei Tianlong for winning this match!"

"Similarly, we should also learn from the perseverance of those who Luan Shi Fusheng. Their spirit of never giving up in the face of setbacks is something we should all learn from."

"What the hell?"

"Bang!"

Before the Luan Shi Fusheng could be finished, the screen went black again.

The internal energy within him exploded!

Dawei Tianlong scratched his bald head sheepishly and said with a sheepish grin, "Haha, my strength has increased too quickly lately, and I haven't fully mastered how to use true qi yet."

Monk are the strongest class! The Dawei Tianlong kills an eighth-level armored Fighter in one move!

[This kind of muscular monster, Dawei Tianlong, has nothing to do with us ordinary players.]

Yes, there are many such monsters among the Internal Beta testers.

[Speaking of which, why is this guy named "Fusheng Ruomeng" back in the background again this time?]

[What kind of luck is this? Is he going to compete with Charlotte for the title of the Unlucky person the world?]

"It's Luan Shi Fusheng!"

Lying helplessly in the game pod, overwhelmed with grief and indignation at the Luan Shi Fusheng, he couldn't help but cry out.

This battle was not his fault.

The problem was that the enemy was too strong, the terrain was too unfamiliar, and the equipment was too poor.

How could a normal person possibly handle a monster like the Dawei Tianlong? It's only natural that he suffered a crushing defeat this time.

Many players on the forum expressed their deep sympathy for him.

"There is one last chance to compete."

A glimmer of determination shone in his eyes amidst the Luan Shi Fusheng; he could not give up!

Even if he can't advance, he wants to leave behind a beautiful victory!

He left his mark on this arena!

This is Luan Shi Fusheng's last chance to turn things around, his final gamble! People are starting to notice him, and if he can win this battle, entering a wealthy family is not impossible! Inside the game pod, Luan Shi Fusheng clenched his fist again. "This time, no matter what kind of opponent I encounter, I cannot let my guard down."

An hour and a half later, it was still the First District.

"Number 00325, I'm Going to Eat Mantou."

Before the referee had even finished speaking, another heated discussion erupted in the audience.

"It's that old Steamed Bun!"

"This old pigeon hasn't updated in two months; he's obsessed with catching players every day!"

"Someone, beat him up and send him home! I want to see his new videos!"

"It's okay, I have faith in Steamed Bun. Steamed Bun's so weak, he'll go home on his own. We don't need to worry about him."

"Hahahaha! Take it home, you bastard."

In the contestant passage, Luan Shi Fusheng's eyes lit up, and his expression turned somewhat joyful.

Judging from what these spectators are saying, his opponent today must be pretty weak? He finally drew an easy opponent!

In this Luan Shi Fusheng, he was so engrossed in completing daily tasks that he hadn't watched Steamed Bun's videos, but he did know that there was such an entertainment content creator.

That's great. Since he's an entertainment content creator, how strong can he be? He's probably just a casual gamer, and can't compare to a hardcore gamer like him at all.

You can't beat the rich Fighter and muscle monsters, but you can't beat a mere entertainment content creator like me? Finally, you have a chance to prove your strength! The Luan Shi Fusheng's hand trembled with excitement once more; this time, victory was truly in store!

Half a minute later, Luan Shi Fusheng looked at the Wyvern circling high in the sky and the ferocious shadow sweeping across the ground, his expression somewhat dazed.

What's wrong with this world? Why do players who work so hard keep encountering these kinds of monsters?

"Referee, he cheated."

"This is an individual competition. How can a monster like Wyvern participate? This is clearly an attempt to bring in outside help, isn't it?"

He pointed to the sky, his resolute face already showing signs of numbness.

The referee reminded, "The wyvern, a contracted Wyvern of the [Red Scale Conqueror] class, is the player's personal property and meets the requirements of the competition."

Standing on the ground Luan Shi Fusheng, gazing at the Wyvern soaring high in the sky, he felt as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.

He does have some close-combat skills, but he can't fly either, can he?

Are you suggesting he leap up and cut down the dragon along with him?

And you, an entertainment streamer, how come you're the [Red Scale Conqueror], who's supposedly the strongest advanced class for Fighter?

In every aspect, he, this "Champion Warrior," was utterly crushed.

What happened to the entertainment-focused content creator?

The information provided by this group of spectators was incorrect! However, the harsh reality left him no time for grief; he still had to consider how to deal with this enemy from the sky.

"Aww—"

"Noodles, come with me."

A hoarse dragon roar echoed from the sky, followed by Steamed Bun's excited cry and the sharp whistling sound of Wing Membrane tearing through the air.

Accompanied by the battle cry, the bloodline of the Steamed Bun and the Wyvern resonated, generating a powerful pressure that was almost like the roar of True Dragon, as if the phantom of Red Dragon appeared behind them.

"Whoosh—"

In the Luan Shi Fusheng, he was caught off guard and had his chest pierced by a lance.

"Uh, it's still a crushing victory. It seems the Luan Shi Fusheng' player wasn't prepared for an air raid."

"Let's congratulate the contestant 'I'm Going to Eat Mantou ' for winning this match."

"Did the prison win?"

"Holy crap?"

"Dude, you really think he's bad? He just looks bad compared to those professional players."

"Use your brain! How could the Dragon Blood Baron of the Embers of the Burned Empire, a high-ranking sheriff and a Red Scale Conqueror, be weak?"

"It's alright, this is just the preliminary round, everyone don't need to worry. In the knockout stage, that old Steamed Bun Mantou is guaranteed to crash! He's really bad!"

"I'm a die-hard fan of Steamed Bun, there's no way I can win by even a little bit!"

"Speaking of which, this guy named ' Fusheng Ruomeng ' is really unlucky. He finally signed up for a competition, but only played three matches and encountered 2.5 professional players. His luck is comparable to Charlotte's."

"Hmm? Young Master Duo? (Element Detection)"

"What do you mean by 2.5 professional gamers? Who are you implying? No way, it can't be Steamed Bun, can it?"

"Le, giving Lao Man 0.5 is already pretty good."

"It's not that Fusheng Ruomeng, it's that Luan Shi Fusheng— "

Lying on the ground, the Luan Shi Fusheng cried out in his heart, but as his blood circulated, it seemed as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

Can you guys who cheat a little and give ordinary players a chance to survive?

This was the last thought that flashed through his mind.

Luan Shi Fusheng, and then death.

Ultimately, "Luan Shi Fusheng" became a hit among players as hoped.

Riding the wave of popularity of the Preliminary Round, he also became a well-known figure on the forum.

Posts featuring him, rather than just being background content, once topped the forum's trending list, enjoying unparalleled popularity and even overshadowing other star players, including Xia Ye Qiuyu.

However, the way he became famous may have been somewhat different from what he imagined.

The title is as follows:

"An Unbeatable Legend in the Preliminary Round! Three Battles Against Luan Shi Fusheng!"

Well, the difference isn't that much; it's just replacing "unbeatable" with "unwinnable".

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