Supremacy Games

The players near them tried their best to eavesdrop on their conversation. But Felix and Princess Bird expected such behavior to happen, thus they kept their conversation as quiet as possible.

"What do you think they were talking about Miss. Charming Sky?" A two-meter shredded giant stood with a naked upper body, exposing his hairy chest and abs, asked the same alluring woman, who was wearing only a dark thin veil to cover her body.

"Why don't you go ask them yourself Muscle Boy?" She smiled teasingly, not caring about his fuming expression.

"Forget it; it was my fault to ask a b*tch like you." Pure Muscle turned around and left her alone.

'Hmm, but I do wonder what that cutie wanted from Landlord.' Intrigued, She licked her lips seductively while giving them one last glance.

The others as well, focused on different things after they lost interest in Felix.

Just because he was the one to propose the open wager, it didn't make him the main lead of it. In their eyes, their true rivals who would make them struggle to emerge as the winner were those around them. Players they either played with before or they heard about online.

As for Felix? He still got a long way before he reached their levels. That what they believed, and that's what Felix was going break during this game. The belief that a newbie would always be under the mercy of veterans in the games, due to the unbalanced ranks and integrations in each game.

Just like in this case, Felix's integration still didn't even reach greater purity, while those hardcore players already on the peak of 1 stage of rep.

This wide gap in strength resulted in the newbies to get bullied constantly by the veterans during the first games.

The veterans themselves went through the same hell during their starting days. Only those who survived the early first games could be called veterans.

Felix as well went through this newbie baptism in his previous life. He lost all of his placement games plus a few more following after. But he never complained about it, he was simply glad that he did not die in them.

However, things were going to be different in this life. As of now, Felix was the one who was going to bully those silver veterans and break this eternal circle.

....

Before long, the 30 minutes passed by in a heartbeat. The players didn't chat as much as before, to concentrate and calm their minds.

"My lovely players, you will be teleported in the stadium in ten seconds. Prepare yourselves and good luck!"

stopped whatever they were doing the moment they heard Zoe's announcement. Felix jumped down from the podium and stretched his restless limbs. The other players near him each did their own ritual before they

a necklace, some created a bucket of water and splashed their faces with it and some prayed for good fortune. Each had their own superstition ritual they used before every game

problem, as they could always queue up and try again,

"Three..Two..One."

Zoe finished her countdown, the bodies of the players disintegrated into light particles until no one was left

....

"I

was the crazed cheering of Mastermania's fans. He smirked as he sized up the

had the kind of face that stopped everyone on their tracks to feast on it. He had tousled dark brown hair, which was thick and lustrous, and his eyes were a mesmerizing deep ocean blue. He smiled politely and waved his hand towards his fans,

handsome, I am going

red cheeks, burning from excitement and rush at seeing their

did not last for long, before they got engulfed by much louder chants and drumming

"LANDLORD!!!" "LANDLORD!!!" "LANDLORD!!"...

of Inducements Club!! TELL ME WHAT WE

a bushy orange beard, who swore his loyalty to Felix during his previous game, roared loudly through a

VETERANS GET PLAYED TO

SEE NEW

"TO SEE HIS FACE!!"

THE LAST ONE

of the fan who chanted the third one and ordered

"Landlord!!" "Landlord!!"...

seeing a newbie fan club

this point from just one game. He assumed that he needed at least three games before his

brag about him in order to seduce new

deep-rooted club without any way to retaliate. How could those ladies contest in shouting with those barbaric

just

spectators to seek blood and gore, not to appreciate

was merely a

image. From doing interviews, meeting