Chapter 194

The cheers continued for a long time.

“Start already!”

“Hurry, hurry!”

“Woo-oo-oo-oo!”

A voice cut through the roar.

“Please pay attention.”

It was the examiner.

“We will now begin the matches. First, contestant number 2 from Group A and contestant number 187 from Group A, please come up to the arena.”

Contestant number 2 from Group A was the user who was with Dark.

“He’s called Kilimanjaro.”

The opponent.

“Death.”

The examiner nodded.

“Then, let the match begin!”

Kilimanjaro took out a bow, and Death took out a sword and Shield.

Death approached first.

Kilimanjaro smiled and released the bowstring.

Paaah!

His hand moved at an incredible speed.

“Huh…?”

Death tilted his head.

Because there was clearly only one arrow.

What is it?

He easily deflected the arrow that had reached close range.

Despite the sound of a single arrow flying to the left with a crack, arrows were still coming.

Th, this!

It wasn’t just one.

Dozens of arrows were fired so perfectly that they looked like one.

It was impossible to block them all.

He flung his body to the side.

Hiss!

But a strange phenomenon occurred. The arrows that had been flying forward suddenly curved sharply and began to chase Death, who was rolling on the floor.

Alarmed by the fierce momentum, he hurriedly raised his Shield. The arrows struck the Shield in succession.

Thud, thud-thud-thud!

The problem was that Kilimanjaro was still moving his hand.

Paaah!

Arrows rained down like a storm.

The winner of the first match was Kilimanjaro. After that, three more matches were held.

And now, the fourth match.

“Group B, number 98.”

Muhyuk’s number was called.

He stood up and went to the arena.

“Group B, number 331.”

He turned his head to check his opponent.

It wasn’t Adeon.

“Name?”

“Muhyuk.”

“Miracle.”

The onlookers cheered.

“Wow!”

In fact, there were very few spectators who knew exactly which users were going up to the arena. But having made it this far, their skills must be certain.

“May the best one win!”

Thanks to that, the cheering didn’t die down.

“Yeah, may the best one win!”

“Smash him!”

The audience was in a frenzy of excitement.

The cameramen kept a close eye on the audience and captured them on screen. Among them, one cameraman who had watched the second preliminary round from beginning to end smiled as he saw Muhyuk appear.

He’s here.

He’s fundamentally different from other users.

He’s not flashy, but he catches the eye.

Most users fight alone, so they focus only on skills. The fighting patterns are also similar.

No matter how fierce and fun the battle is, it gets boring if you see similar scenes every time.

A person who will destroy that boredom.

That’s Muhyuk.

Okay, let’s get a good shot of him.

Even more powerfully.

The cameraman moved his position to show Muhyuk’s face.

Start, hurry up.

“The match between Muhyuk and Miracle begins!”

The examiner went down.

Without any warning, the air trembled.

Yes, this is it.

The cameraman’s face flushed.

Thump.

Soon, dozens of Skeletons appeared. The overwhelming power made him swallow hard.

Over two meters tall, with bone armor that looked sturdy at a glance.

What if they attacked at the same time?

Just thinking about it gave him goosebumps.

Let’s capture this properly!

The cameraman moved busily from side to side.

Clack.

The guys started to move.

What’s the opponent’s reaction?

He shifted the screen to capture Miracle, Muhyuk’s opponent. His eyes, revealed through the helmet, were shaking violently.

These were Skeletons he had been unconsciously ignoring. It was no wonder he was flustered, feeling a huge pressure from them.

Miracle gripped his sword and Shield tightly and took a step back. Finally, he stopped at the end of the arena and took a stance as if he had made up his mind.

The Skeleton army advanced towards Miracle.

The tension reached its peak.

Kieeeeeek!

The battle continued, starting with the strange scream of a uniquely shaped Skeleton.

“Wow…”

The cheers didn’t last long.

Why?

Because the battle was too one-sided.

To the point of being desperate.

Muhyuk didn’t move.

He overwhelmed his opponent, Miracle, with only his Skeletons.

“Damn it! I can’t lose like this…!”

He screamed, but Muhyuk ignored him.

The winner is the truth.

Muhyuk commanded the Armor Knight.

Strong Strike.

The various weapons held by dozens of Armor Knights all glowed.

They were swung, and Miracle disappeared with a huge sound.

His HP had reached 0, and he was ejected from the arena. The examiner came up and shouted loudly.

“Muhyuk, victory!”

Only then did the cheers erupt.

“Woo-ah-ah-ah!”

“Awesome!”

“That was really amazing!”

The Skeletons that had been filling the arena disappeared.

Muhyuk stood alone.

He briefly scanned the audience and slowly descended from the arena.

His expression said it all.

Victory was only natural.

In fact, from Muhyuk’s point of view, that was the case. He couldn’t lose to a user who wasn’t skilled or a top Ranker.

He hadn’t been playing the game so clumsily.

He had grown up with so much information, how could he lose?

That would be even stranger.

Of course, things would be different if he faced hidden masters and top Rankers. Their talents were truly outstanding.

He could see that just by looking at Baek-lang.

The Round of 16 is the real deal.

In any case, in the Round of 32, he would face the winner of the third match.

He was confident that he could win with just his Skeletons, as his opponent’s skills weren’t that great.

Just maintain the feeling.

Muhyuk’s movements would come after that.

He would use his real skills when facing them.

To pierce through even the slightest carelessness.

“Woo-ah-ah-ah!”

Leaving behind the still-ringing cheers, he headed to the waiting room that only the winner could enjoy.

Those who had already won were sitting on chairs or lying on beds scattered throughout the room.

He glanced at Kilimanjaro, who had passed the preliminary round first.

If he won the Round of 32 and advanced to the Round of 16, there was a very high probability that he would face him.

He didn’t think Kilimanjaro would fall in the Round of 32 at all.

He soon turned his head forward and took an empty bed.

One match takes as little as 1 minute.

At most, it takes 5 minutes.

There are a total of 56 people left.

That is, 28 teams.

Even if you take an average of 3 minutes, it won’t take 90 minutes.

It’s 2:15 PM now.

The Round of 64 will be over before 4 PM.

Still, there’s quite a bit of time.

Muhyuk lay down on the bed, rested sufficiently, and then went into his personal space on the right and took out a disposable crafting tool.

He needed to raise his crafting skill to master as soon as possible.

Soon, an item revolution would break out.

He could leave it to another blacksmith, but that would cost too much in the beginning. He earned enough money, but he didn’t want to waste it.

It would be wiser to make it himself, even if it was a little late, and continue steadily.

Clang!

He swung the hammer strongly.

[You have aligned the grain.]

[‘Progress (6.3 percent)’ increases.]

High dexterity and strength.

The combination of the two made faster work possible.

Clang!

It only took a few minutes to craft one weapon.

[You have crafted ‘Returning Dagger’.]

He pushed the finished dagger aside and crafted the next weapon.

One, two, and three.

[The level of ‘Crafting’ skill increases.]

His crafting skill grew after a long time.

The current level is 17.

Now, if he raises the level three more times, he will master the crafting skill.

Not much left.

Muhyuk put down the hammer and checked his status window after a long time.

The level of 120 and countless titles first caught his eye. Then, the most important basic stats made him smile.

Strength: 91 Dexterity: 67 Stamina: 79

Knowledge: 39 Wisdom: 57

They were very high numbers compared to his level. Of course, the influence of items was great, but that was ultimately Muhyuk’s as well.

After admiring them for a while, Muhyuk checked the time.

3:12 PM.

When he went out of his personal space, quite a few users were occupying various parts of the waiting room.

“Hey, where have you been?”

“Ah, the workshop.”

“Workshop?”

“Yeah.”

Sungminwoo had a dumbfounded expression.

“Crafting in this situation?”

“Well, there’s plenty of time.”

“You’re something else.”

He shook his head and approached.

“Let’s rest for now. It’s almost over.”

“Really? How many teams are left?”

“There are 3 teams left.”

It looked like it would be over in about 10 minutes.

“That’s quick.”

“Yeah, the winner will be decided tonight.”

Muhyuk looked around as he talked.

Adeon, Asura Han, Ruphold, Eska.

All four of them had made it to the Round of 32.

A few minutes later, one user entered the waiting room. Now there were 2 teams left. Less than 3 minutes later, another person appeared, and after that, the last winner entered the waiting room.

The examiner was seen next to him.

“After a 10-minute break, we will begin the Round of 32. Please come outside in 5 minutes.”

5 minutes passed quickly.

One by one, they left the waiting room and headed to the arena.

“Let’s go too.”

“Okay.”

Muhyuk and Sungminwoo also moved their feet.

“Start already!”

“I’m curious!”

“I’m bored!”

They waited for time to pass, leaving behind the audience’s outcry.

The examiner went up to the arena.

“We will now begin the Round of 32!”

The first match.

Kilimanjaro and a magician.

The magician unfolded a fire-attribute area magic from the beginning.

He had to block or avoid it, but Kilimanjaro didn’t move anywhere. He didn’t seem to have any intention of blocking it either.

He was just raising his bow and stringing an arrow.

Everyone was wondering, and then the arrow was fired.

One, two, and soon ten.

It was an incredible rate of fire. The first arrow collided with the magic.

Sizzle.

It melted away in vain, but the change occurred as two, three, and then ten, twenty arrows continued to fly.

The power of the magic had weakened to the point where anyone could see it. Then, an arrow filled with light pierced through the magic.

The arrow continued to Charge and collided with the Shield magic that the magician had cast.

Clang!

The surprised magician attacked again.

But it was the same.

Kilimanjaro just kept firing arrows endlessly.

He lowered the power of the magic with countless arrows and destroyed it with skills. And he gave a shock to the Shield.

Bang, Kwaaang!

In the end, he didn’t move a single step against the magician.

“Kilimanjaro wins!”

He achieved victory.

“Next…”

It was Muhyuk’s match against an archer user.

“Summon.”

Strangely, the situation flowed similarly to Kilimanjaro’s. Muhyuk, who summoned the Skeletons, didn’t move a single step either.

“They both didn’t move a single step.”

“Not even a step. They didn’t even twitch a finger.”

“Wow, amazing.”

Around the time Muhyuk, who had won, went down.

“Oh, come to think of it.”

“Why?”

“The first match of the Round of 16 is Kilimanjaro and Muhyuk!”

“Oh, that’s right!”

After putting the anticipated information into their heads, they watched the next match.

Meanwhile.

Muhyuk’s expression was a little stiff, even though he had secured his place in the Round of 16.

It wasn’t because the tournament wasn’t over, but because he was worried about Sungminwoo’s match, which would start a little later. So, instead of heading to the waiting room, he waited below the arena.

After a few matches were over, it was finally his turn.

“Next is Group F, number 61, Group F, number 79!”

Sungminwoo stood up.

“I’ll win and come back!”

“Whatever.”

He answered casually, but his inner thoughts were different.

It might be difficult.

Because his opponent was a hidden master.