Overgeared

Chapter 763

There was no longer a promised victory.

The 1st National Competition, the 2nd National Competition, the battle between guilds and the successive defeats to Grid and the Overgeared members led to Bubat becoming the symbol of defeat. Numerous people who praised him now turned away from him. Sometimes other people mocked him.

The honor he built up as the leader of the Yak Guild, one of the Seven Guilds, and as the strongest initiator, Crusher, disappeared like a sandcastle. But Bubat wasn’t shaken. He didn’t shake at all. As a tanker, he was accustomed to being hit. He had a strong mentality from taking blows well.

"This year I will definitely do it.”

Bubat was determined before the PvP event of this National Competition.

“I will definitely beat Grid this year.”

The reason he was so obsessed with Grid wasn’t because of personal grudges. It wasn’t simply payback for being defeated. He burned with a sense of challenge because he recognized Grid as a trial to be overcome. He had a desire to develop further.

In addition.

‘Father, have strength!’

‘This year, be sure to win the gold medal!’

He wanted to be a wonderful dad in the eyes of his two daughters, who were just beginning to grow up.

‘Huhut, tomorrow I can meet my cute princesses.’

He remembered his daughters’ appearances in the video call last night and smiled. The Chinese representative, Zhang Zheng was waiting for him. Zhang Zheng lay down in the capsule at the request of the host and provoked Bubat.

"Are all people from Turkey brainless? Or do they have no shame? Why participate in the National Competition every year when you don’t get medals? Isn’t it a waste of time for other people?”

“Tsk tsk.”

Zhang Zheng was still young and had less personality. Bubat clicked his tongue and lay in the capsule. He was 35 years old. It might be different two years ago, but he wasn’t easy enough to be provoked by a young man. The host was shouting.

“Before the long awaited first match of PvP, China’s Zhang Zheng and Turkey’s Bubat are logging in! The showdown between the two players is starting now! It has started!”

"Waaahhhhhhhh!"

The cheers of the crowd filled Bubat’s ears as he closed his eyes in the capsule.

Then.

“Um.”

Bubat opened his eyes again in the Lion’s Castle. It was the castle that had been the stage of PvP for three years already. Zhang Zheng jumped over the wall and pulled out his weapon immediately.

“Aren’t you very solid? Are you a person?”

Supak!

Zhang Zheng flew forward while making insidious remarks. His hands held one of the eight strongest weapons obtained from his workforce, the Destruction Sword. It was a powerful weapon that inflicted additional damage to human type targets, had the effect of blocking healing, and dealt damage proportional to the target’s health.

Puk!

Puk puk puk!

Zhang Zheng, who started appearing as a new star in China last year, had the hidden class of ‘fighter’ and was a master of combat. He could handle all weapons with Weapons Mastery and possessed high strength and agility. It was impossible for Bubat, who had invested most of his stats in stamina, to avoid Zhang Zheng’s swordsmanship. The black sword quickly shaved at Bubat’s rock-like body. But Zhang Zheng’s expression didn’t look good. It was because Bubat’s health gauge didn’t make sense.

‘Why does he have such high defense?’

Bubat’s tanking power last year was already enough to surprise Grid. In the first place, the reason why he could be called the strongest initiator was because he could jump into the enemy’s base with his overwhelming defense.

Snap!

succeeded in grabbing the wrists of the confused Zhang Zheng and

the Yak for nothing. Did you bring a small knife to catch a

"You boar-like bastard...!

shake off Bubat’s touch. But it was wishful thinking. A Crusher

“Go to Hell!”

Kwajajajak!

skill had very high attack power. His attack power was influenced by his stamina

"...!"

slammed to the ground. His vision was

"Ahat!”

Zhang Zheng, stuck upside down in

will hurt more this time.

Bubat gritted his teeth!

body was lifted up like a sweet potato and

‘Ick!’

the speed of light, Zhang Zheng felt an instinctive fear.

‘You dare...!’

Zheng gritted his teeth. He overcame the chaos state caused by ‘Go

this to me! I will slaughter

It was a lethal weapon that increased accuracy, had a probability of disregarding the defensive power of the target, and inflicted damage equal to the

Puk! Puk puk puk!

“Kuk...!”

effective against Bubat. The Crusher had a passive skill that allowed him not to be harmed over a certain level of damage, but it was scary when the low

"Ohhhhhh!"

Kuwaaaaaang!

slammed Zhang

“Kiyaaaaaah! Kieeek! Kyaack! Keok!”

most damage was Zhang Zheng. The Descending Death boasted a damage twice as high as Go to Hell. Zhang Zheng looked like he was just about to die as his

Peok peok! Peok!

his items. However, his defensive

“This is the end!”

It

Jeeeeeong!

moment when Bubat’s hammer swept across

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

was the ‘there will be triple the damage reflection if you receive a certain amount of damage’ effect of

“Ugh!”

while Zhang Zheng overcame the stun and raised his body. Then he unleashed sharp attacks on Bubat’s

Puk!

Seokeok!

the power of various skills. The weapons had effects such as reducing defense power, dealing fixed damage, etc. The effect of the skills gradually

damn bastard! Do you know who I am? Kyaak!” Zhang Zheng stabbed the fallen Bubat without a break. Zhang Zheng’ shining eyes as he attacked made he seem like a killer in the movies. The organizers minimized the

Finally.

been logged

to grey. However, Zhang Zheng kept stabbed

“Kyaak! Kiyaaaaaah!”

Zheng felt creeped out and fell silent. Bubat’s wife, watching the competition on TV,

“Cute.”

the experience of meeting the read

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"The atmosphere will rise.”

curved as he prepared for the second match in the round of 32. It was good for him that Zhang Zheng, classified as

was assured of his victory. He was confident that he could easily

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