Overgeared

Chapter 171

Yura controlled her base with Dark Storm and continued by using magic that combined two attributes.

“Dark Lightning.”

Pachik! Pachichik!

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

This was the level of a natural disaster. Dark clouds formed in the sky and lightning poured all over the place. The forest burned and the ground crumbled. An excited commentator shouted as he watched the series of exploding targets.

『 38, 39, 40…! 45! 46! The South Korean team! 46 points! It’s an unmatched speed! 』

“Waaahhhhhhhh!”

The spectators were baffled by the unrealistic sight, but they finally woke up from their silence. It was such a huge shout that it seemed like the earth shaking would be transmitted to North Korea.

Jishuka shook her head.

“It’s like looking at Neberius. That magic power and casting speed is already beyond the level of a player. As the Eighth Servant, she’s like a boss monster.”

Samuel was nervous. “The other teams are going to attack Yura. Shouldn’t we join as well? If you add support with your shooting, won’t Yura be defeated?”

Jishuka scoffed. “It’s a stupid thing to do.”

Kkirik.

Jishuka’s bow aimed for the sky. A dazzling quick fire was unfolded.

Pa pa pa pa pak!

The small targets flying at a speed of 40m per second were pierced by arrows at once. The focus moved from Yura to Jishuka. The crowd screamed with delight. The continuously fired arrows exploded the targets. It was truly the majesty of an expert archer.

『 The Brazil team, 13 points! 14 points! 15 points! They are continuing to raise the score while the other teams are focusing on Yura! Ah! As soon as I spoke, the US team, the French team, the Chinese team and the Japanese team have started to quickly score points. 』

Someone needed to contain Yura. But there was no need for it to be their team. This was the wise decision made by some countries, including the United States, France and Brazil. The teams acting to stop Yura were trash. They would become the scapegoats.

“Dammit!” A member of the Spanish national team, Med, cursed while rushing towards Yura with other teams. The other teams were sucking honey while they had to control Yura? The scores weren’t climbing quickly, but it was still burdensome.

‘Would it be better for us to focus on the targets now?’

The representatives were troubled, but it was too late to return. They couldn’t step back now. In the end, eight teams, including the Spanish team, continued to assault Yura.

Pepeng! Peng!

The dark magic bombardment continued. Yura’s ability to control her magic power to attack the players and deal with the targets was indeed first-rate. The crowd and players’ mouths were wide open, while the commentators were drooling while praising her.

But she wasn’t the only special one. All the people participating in the National Competition were influential people who represented their country. In particular, the top rankers had a high participation rate in events that emphasized individual combat ability like target processing and PvP.

There was only one person below the top 80 of the unified rankings. It was Jishuka’s partner, Samuel.

Kwa kwang! Kwang!

The players used powerful defense skills or the features of the land to neutralize Yura’s magic as much as possible, and quickly narrowed the distance to her. Yura was somewhat surprised.

‘They’re more talented than I thought.’

If her fast paced operation failed, it would inevitably drag into a long battle. Yura had no hope when she was alone.

‘In the end… Should I give up?’

Yura had been interviewed by foreign media as a representative of South Korea.

The foreign interviewers always said that she was the ‘only hope of a declining South Korea.’ Was it possible for another talented person like Yura to be born in South Korea? There were also questions about whether she was secretly supported by the South Korean government and S.A. Group.

Yura didn’t like the foreigners who disregarded the country that she was born and grew up in. It was almost like instinct. She never thought that her patriotism was special, but it was unacceptable for foreigners to treat her country like this. She wanted to make them look at South Korea again through this National Competition. But it was too much for her alone.

front of her while she was making a gloomy expression. He appeared splendidly from

16 men and women doing against one

“Hah, don’t be stupid.”

partner, Natasha

you still not understand the situation? If you help Yura, then South Korea will receive a gold medal! Leave your cheap justice aside for a

Regas’ usually mild face stiffened. “Why are you treating my martial path

ago, Regas finally surpassed Jishuka and reached 12th on the unified rankings. He had the

Pa

“Kuk!”

Med. The brilliant attack pierced him like an awl. The Koreans in

“Taekwondo!”

Regas! Show them the

a main character from a movie. Not just the Korean and British audiences,

group was well aware of how good Regas was. However, Med wasn’t a villain. He was just doing what he had

‘I can hold on.’

his companions, “Leave this guy

choice but to join hands, and they had 15 members if Med was excluded. Regas was worried

Chaaeng!

knocked down Med’s

“Keeok!”

up blood and

Kwajak!

have been hit by

have suffered

“T-This guy…!”

back. However, Regas naturally turned to avoid the

Chaaeng!

by lightning hit Med’s

have suffered 4,800

There was a flurry of

Jjejejeok!

have suffered 4,350

“Force Palm.”

Peeng!

suffered 9,200

“…!”

Then he tumbled down the

“Damn bastard…!”

serve any of the three main religions. He served a local god, Boris, whose name was very weak compared to the three great religions who had temples scattered all over the continent. Due to that, Med

use swordsmanship. The only defense they wore were clothes made of cloth. The only weapon

it was hard to raise a monk. It was a class that most

“Reverse Origin.”

has been fully

has been reversed to

suffer a continuous decline in health. This effect

“Origin Opportunity.”

your

intelligence, indomitable, persistence

have fallen to 1

class, but the concept was different from a paladin or priest. They were pilgrims who walked the path of suffering. They always had to sacrifice something in order to obtain something. The rewards were

“Ohhhhhh!”

Med, climbed the hill and was clearly different than before. The world watched

Peeok!

of his club aimed at the

Ku tang tang tang!

spoke with amazement, “You, isn’t your recovery

monk trains their body. I have patiently built it up, so it won’t

a woman with a

‘Don’t make me laugh.’

battlefield. It was unreasonable and hypocritical to look at the opponent’s

have received the expectations