Chased by Magical Girls After Becoming Their Enemy

But for Ling Feng and Luo Xiyan, time seemed to have frozen, and space remained still.

The two left the convention together...

Behind them, only a brilliantly colorful backdrop remained~

The Triple Ring

The next morning, warm sunlight streamed through the window and onto the head of the bed.

When his phone started ringing, Ling Feng reluctantly turned over and fumbled around in the dark to turn off the alarm.

But he had no intention of getting up. The moment he turned it off, he burrowed straight back under the covers.

About twenty minutes later, the alarm went off again. Even after turning it off this time, Ling Feng still showed no intention of getting up and once again hid beneath the blankets.

Finally, when it rang for the third time, Ling Feng reluctantly sat up from the bed, rubbed his bleary eyes, and stared blankly at the time on his phone.

"Mm, just right."

Ling Feng had set three alarms. They served as advance warnings, making him feel much more at ease and less rushed or pressured.

There had once been a time when he turned off the third alarm, then, because he was too sleepy, closed his eyes intending to sleep for just a few more minutes. When he jolted awake from his dream, class had already started more than three hours ago!

"Startled awake from a dying dream—the clown was me?!"

He panicked at first, then five hundred excuses for taking leave flashed through his mind, but not a single damn one was reliable.

Teacher: "Why were you late?"

Ling Feng: "Someone dropped a coin."

Teacher: "So you did a good deed and found it for them?"

Ling Feng: "No, I stepped on the coin and waited until they left before picking it up..."

In short, Ling Feng had ended up getting his "parent" summoned again afterward. That was why, whenever he heard the third alarm now, he got up no matter how miserable he felt.

"Another sad day~"

Ling Feng had originally hoped to make it up to Ling Wanqing during the break. Ever since she came over, he apparently had not spent much time with her. He had been busy with his own affairs and completely forgotten, so he inevitably felt a little guilty.

So today, Ling Feng brought Ling Wanqing with him to the esports arena. As Ling Xiaoyu had requested, they only needed to be back by dinnertime tonight.

Ling Wanqing, meanwhile, was especially excited. Ling Feng was willing to take her out to have fun, and she had never watched an esports match before, so everything felt new to her.

Ling Wanqing held Ling Feng's arm as she looked around. With the finals approaching, the arena was truly packed today, and the two of them stood out wherever they went.

After meeting up with Zhao Ping, Yuwen, Su Yun, Su Xiaoxiao, Luo Xiyan, and the others, they did not say much. They briefly introduced themselves, then took their seats.

Today, Zhao Ping and the others were mostly excited and thrilled, though they were also a little nervous. Success or failure would be decided in one stroke. Whether they would hold the trophy together onstage or stand below and quietly applaud and offer their blessings would all depend on the final match.

Sitting in the stands, Ling Feng quietly opened his phone. Seeing the extra five hundred yuan in his account, he smiled with satisfaction~

Looks like Xi He hadn't lied to him.

[Hah? Who do you take me for?]

At that moment, the familiar cold mechanical female voice suddenly rang out in his mind. Ling Feng startled so badly that he shuddered.

"Hey! Can't you give me some warning before appearing? You'll scare people to death like this!" Ling Feng thought irritably.

[So how does Master feel? Are you happy?]

"Yeah, I'm pretty happy. Who wouldn't be happy to get paid?" Ling Feng nodded and asked helplessly.

[That's not what I meant.]

"Huh? Then what did you mean..."

Suddenly realizing the other meaning, Ling Feng immediately cursed. "Holy shit, it was a trap?! Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! Happy my ass!"

"Brother Feng is actually a professional player? That's amazing!" Ling Wanqing cried excitedly.

"I'm not."

"Hey, little sister, your brother is way more awesome than professional players!" Zhao Ping bragged from beside them.

"Really?" Hearing Zhao Ping's words, Ling Wanqing smiled even more excitedly.

"This little girl is so cute. Want a hug from big sister?" Su Xiaoxiao asked with a mischievous grin.

"Huh? You look about the same age as me. And I'll be in my senior year next year, so I'm not little," Ling Wanqing said blankly.

"This..."

Before the semifinal began, Su Yun and the others did not seem nervous at all. Instead, they chatted and laughed. Had they gone so far they had come full circle?

Ling Feng did not think much of it. Just then, he felt a warm touch in his palm. Luo Xiyan tugged his hand and gave him a meaningful look, carrying a trace of encouragement and expectation. She even gave him a thumbs-up.

Well, after seeing that, Zhao Ping, Yuwen, Su Xiaoxiao, and the others all looked at Ling Feng with a touch of disbelief. Only Su Yun smiled calmly, took a sip of mineral water, and seemed as though everything had gone exactly as she expected.

Ling Wanqing did not know why, but seeing it made her heart feel a little sour.

"No, no. I should be happy for Brother," Ling Wanqing forcibly comforted herself.

And at that moment, the match seemed about to begin, making the players even more excited...

Calm as Still Water

Amid the contestants' laughter, the fierce "slaughter" ended, and they moved on to a new battlefield.

A white screen slowly rose, and the SK Chronicles of Time and Space Winter Tournament playoff semifinal began upon it.

The members of the final four teams greeted one another. As one of the nation's top three teams, LD Team had naturally battled their way here as well.

Chen Kai happened to be standing in the same row as Ling Feng and the others. Though he still had that ridiculous punk hairstyle, his face was indeed quite handsome. Then he looked at Ling Feng confidently and said.

"Hehe, rookie—no, you're not really a rookie anymore. Anyway, we'll settle this with our skills soon enough!"

Hearing this punk pretty boy talking to him, Ling Feng could not be bothered to respond. He merely smiled and nodded politely.

Seeing Ling Feng looking so uninterested, Chen Kai felt rather stifled. He was, at the very least, a professional player who had once ranked second on the PVP leaderboard!

Still, he was worthy of being a top professional player. Within moments, he had returned to being his confident self.

"Little brother, you may have some skill, but I'm strong too. Just you wait!"

"..."

"Handsome boy—no, I should call you the great Duskfall now. Be a little gentler with big sister later, okay?"

A female player from a professional team beside him smiled sweetly at Ling Feng. Though it sounded like a joke, Ling Feng did not see it that way.

Was this pre-match trash talk?

Although several other players exchanged "greetings," the stands were far livelier.

This time, the two sides would battle directly onstage, sending everyone's enthusiasm soaring.

Ling Wanqing and Luo Xiyan sat together. Ling Wanqing excitedly shouted encouragement, and Su Xiaoxiao waved at her when she noticed.

Luo Xiyan simply sat quietly. A lock of pink hair rested over her shoulder, and her clear, beautiful eyes held a pure tranquility. The natural expression on her delicate, lovely face made people feel inexplicably at ease.

"Go, great Duskfall! Crush those bastards!"

"Who are you calling bastards?!"

"That's just how it is! The great Duskfall will definitely take first place!"

"Hmph, my Chen Kai will win for sure!"

"Go, Bao'er! I'll always support you!"

At that moment, similar cries echoed from every corner. After all, everyone hoped that the idol in their heart would take first place.

Students passing by, whether they played SK or not, stopped to watch the thrilling "slaughter."

The professional players' movements were unlike the rawness of the contestants next door. Every advance and retreat drew blood; every step, every tactic, was carefully planned. The dazzling match captured everyone's attention.

The two "battlefields" echoed each other. The combination of online and offline competition, the contrast between PC and mobile games, and the intersection of professional and mobile tournament arenas all made this event more diverse and exciting.

On the giant screen, the tense battlefield was clearly displayed before the audience, using New City Academy's white walls as its canvas.

Every movement of the characters and every skill activation no longer existed solely in the players' eyes. The spectators waiting around the venue were also watching their intense battle at all times, invisibly increasing the players' pressure.

It was precisely this invisible pressure that pushed the players to produce even more brilliant plays.

The semifinal opponents were clearly much stronger than the earlier ones, and Zhao Ping and the others were under greater pressure. Fortunately, Yuwen had analyzed the technical habits of each team's players beforehand and prepared strategies in advance, so they still played with relative ease.

Ling Feng could still handle the enemy's two primary damage-dealing mages by himself. In contrast, the two young women were both frowning tightly, their foreheads covered in sweat. Fortunately, their opponents quickly sent one support over to help, barely stabilizing the situation.

"Damn, isn't the great Duskfall way too brutal? He can use sword skills this well too?"

"Did the great Duskfall hide his true strength before?"

At the same time, the female players' fans continued to cheer them on.

"Go, Bao'er!"

"Go, blonde girl! Bearded uncle!"

Calm and Collected?

Finally, one of the enemy team's young women made a mistake, and Ling Feng's group seized the opportunity to claim victory.

Though the match had ended, even if their opponents had not made that mistake, losing would only have been a matter of time. Their HP bars were basically empty. Brushing against a single skill would have been enough to take them out.

Ling Feng sighed expressionlessly, then casually turned his head away.

"Damn, it was just a match. Why are all of you sweating buckets?"

Seeing everyone panting, Ling Feng did not even know how to mock them. The Technology City map had three main lanes. As long as they coordinated a little, once they gained an advantage, they could simply wear down the enemy's health and win.

But Zhao Ping and the others were not orthodox professional players, so facing professionally trained players was indeed a bit much for them. Still, it was pretty outrageous that they had won.

"Heh, didn't we win anyway?" Su Xiaoxiao exhaled, smiling as she gave a thumbs-up.

She had felt like she could barely catch her breath just now. She had clearly only been sitting there operating a keyboard, yet she had sweated quite a bit.

Su Xiaoxiao did not think she was the sort of person with poor physical fitness. She could dance onstage all day, or go three days and nights without food or water while remaining full of energy. She was practically inhuman.

When they first signed up for the competition, the staff would not even let Su Xiaoxiao register until she showed her ID and proved that she was already an adult.

Zhao Ping and Yuwen were about the same, and even Su Yun was a little unsettled. But after meeting Ling Feng's gaze, she immediately composed herself and calmly adjusted the hair by her temple.

"Uh..."

In short, a few simple words could not express the joy in their hearts. They had fought their way through every obstacle, winning as happily as though they had cheats enabled, leaving the audience dumbfounded.

"Holy shit? Damn it, the great Duskfall really is the king of PVP!"

"The great Duskfall's control style is so mysterious. Didn't they say this game's controls were among the hardest in history? Watching the great Duskfall play, I keep feeling like the person in the game is actually him. His awareness is insane."

"And that's not all. The great Duskfall's teammates are strong too. Their individual skills might not be especially solid, but their coordination is flawless. Some of their skill chains are impossible to break. Are they really rookies?"

"Those young women are all so pretty too. Do you think they might be the great Duskfall's... hehe... He doesn't even spare lolis~"

"Pah, what are you thinking? They're probably just classmates."

Several young men leaning against the railings around the venue talked animatedly as they stared at the victory emblem displayed on the giant screen, with no end to what they had to say.

The stands had already erupted with cheers. The players from both teams shook hands politely, and the next match was about to begin.

But being this close to professional players still made Zhao Ping and Yuwen incredibly nervous. These were actual pros!

When a bearded uncle from the opposing side saw Su Xiaoxiao and Su Yun, two great beauties, he politely extended his hand and even handed them his business card.

Naturally, Yuwen felt a little annoyed seeing that, but it was not the first or second time. What could he do when his girlfriend was so beautiful?

As for Su Yun, she could not even be bothered to glance at the bearded uncle. It made her seem a little tsundere. Su Xiaoxiao ignored him too, but the women on the opposing side kept winking at Ling Feng and greeting him, which made her very angry.

The great Duskfall isn't yours! Stop trying to get close to him!