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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: All Master's Game Broadcast 11
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"Oppa, oppa, I'll spectate your placement matches. Oh, and I'm streaming right now."
'...So this is it. Well, it's not a loss for me either.'
Comet, now understanding the personal method Hayun had mentioned, shook his head helplessly and focused on the opponent who had appeared before him.
'Demon race. Job is fighter, huh.'
In the short span of two days, Comet had thoroughly researched everything about Iron Fist.
Fortunately, the information wasn't much different from the demons and angels he'd beaten down in the other world, so memorizing it hadn't been difficult.
With Haesung's exceptional intellect, it probably wouldn't have mattered even if it had been completely different.
'Physical abilities are the highest among the three races. And with the fighter job, they're planning to drag this into close-quarters combat.'
If human damage was 1, angels were about 1.5, and demons 2.
However, in exchange, the human race possessed far more energy than the other two, gaining diverse combat options through energy usage.
Finishing his thoughts there, Comet looked up at the opponent's head.
'zi Noble Revolution 123... You're my first opponent, huh.'
Eyes wide open, Comet glared at his clearly newbie opponent.
He was undoubtedly inferior—not just to Comet, but even to Mint, whom he'd beaten just recently—yet Comet didn't let his guard down for a second.
'Break the horns right at the start.'
If anyone who knew even a little about Iron Fist heard that, they'd call it nonsense. But Comet, having finalized the thought, took a deep breath as the countdown hit '1'.
[0]
[FIGHT!]
The moment the countdown ended and the blurry 'FIGHT!' appeared before him, he launched his attack.
* * *
The demon race player facing Haesung, 'zi Noble Revolution 123', was a big fan of Iron Fist.
Unlike those who just jumped in blindly, he'd watched NewTube videos, gotten combo and technique practice by getting beaten in the training grounds by a friend who started earlier.
After studying the strengths and weaknesses of each race and choosing his main demon race, zi Noble Revolution 123 was brimming with confidence.
'Demon race, known to be easy for beginners. Among them, the demon fighter strong in close combat. Even if they pick holy race, I can handle it.'
Demon race's counter: holy race (angels).
The holy power energy of the holy race was like spraying bug killer on bugs, but demon fighters used demonic energy to partially block it with a demonic barrier.
Naturally, the demonic barrier also absorbed some of the enemy player's attacks, reducing damage taken.
Good race selection considering the counter.
Finally, the 'learn by getting hit' zi Noble Revolution 123 was absolutely certain he'd snag at least 5 placement wins.
'Current placement record: 3 wins, 3 losses. Ran into a few psychos who deleted and rerolled mid-way, lost twice because of that, but still decent.'
3 wins, 3 losses.
Not great, not bad—a passable scorecard.
Two of those losses were to veterans who deleted their accounts since they couldn't make alts and started over, so clenching his fist, zi Noble Revolution 123 checked his opponent.
'Main character? Total noob.'
Shaggy black hair, black eyes.
The default character appearance everyone got at the start.
Faces and bodies varied by player, but hair and eyes stayed the same, making it easy to spot.
A default character in placement matchmaking.
It didn't take long to realize the opponent was a complete beginner.
Heh—
Feeling a grin spread across his face at the thought of a total noob, zi Noble Revolution 123 watched the dropping countdown, planning to charge right in.
But there was one fact zi Noble Revolution 123 didn't know.
[0]
Crack!
"...Huh?"
That the world had veterans disguised as beginners.
Veterans with hundreds, even thousands of years rolling in battle, surpassing superhumans.
The moment the countdown hit zero, something flew in, shattering one of the horns on his forehead. zi Noble Revolution 123's face went pale.
"Insane!"
Iron Fist pursued realism with a 'body part destruction' option.
Sufficient impact could break bones, cause knockouts, etc., and for demons, it applied to horns too.
And demon horns were something every character had to protect without fail.
The reason was simple.
"Ugh... strength..."
Demon horns housed the demonic energy that boosted their powerful physical merits. Losing them plummeted physical abilities.
The exact lore was that the demonic energy in the horns vanished, failing to reinforce the body, but it was trivia no one needed.
The key point was one thing.
"It's similar, huh. Well... way weaker than the real thing."
"...When did he!"
zi Noble Revolution 123 couldn't even comprehend the mutter as Haesung charged. His weakened body stood no chance of blocking.
Pum-pum-pum-pum-pum!
Dozens of fist shadows shot out madly, slicing through the air and pummeling zi Noble Revolution 123's sturdy body.
Eyes widening at his rapidly dropping health bar, zi Noble Revolution 123 thrust out a punch in panic—but
"Slow."
"What kind of reaction speed...!"
Seeing Haesung dodge the punch swung right in his face with just a tilt of the head, zi Noble Revolution 123 felt his fighting spirit drain away.
A deeper sense of defeat and emptiness than when he'd faced those veterans in his previous two losses. He couldn't even twitch a finger.
And—
Pum-pum-pum-pum-pum!
[PERFECT WIN!]
Grinding his teeth as the inevitable result floated up, zi Noble Revolution 123 thought,
'Carelessness. If I hadn't let my guard down at the start, I wouldn't have gotten wrecked like this. One more round left.'
Iron Fist ranked matches were best of three.
One loss down, so win the next two.
Steeling himself like that, but zi Noble Revolution 123 instinctively knew.
He couldn't beat the guy in front of him.
And that thought soon became reality.
[PERFECT WIN!]
"...Ha."
Slumped against the floor seeing the same title again, zi Noble Revolution 123 couldn't hide his emptiness.
Didn't land a single hit and handed over victory.
Two perfect wins, no less. His gamer pride shattered.
But the emptiness didn't last.
"By any chance, are you a veteran or a ranker's alt account?"
zi Noble Revolution 123 politely asked if Comet was a veteran or ranker's smurf.
He couldn't contain his instinctive curiosity.
To that question, Comet lightly shook his head and replied.
"I'm Comet, a day-one streamer on Trica. Good game."
"...Ah, wait!"
[Opponent has left the match.]
"...He's gone."
Staring blankly at the spot where Comet had introduced himself and immediately left the battlefield, zi Noble Revolution 123 mulled over his words.
"Day one on stream... total newbie... What kind of person is he to play like that? I'm curious... Been a while, maybe I'll watch some Trica streams today."
Iron Fist was fun, sure, but after seeing Comet's play, zi Noble Revolution 123 was hooked.
Deciding he'd played enough for the day, he accessed Trica from within the capsule and searched for Comet's stream.
And freaked out.
"...112 people? What? Didn't he say day one today?"
New streamer Comet.
His room had a whopping 112 viewers.
But the shock was brief.
Soon, Comet's viewer count went from 112 to 113.
Because zi Noble Revolution 123 had joined.
Amid the chat exploding in cheers over his recent defeat, zi Noble Revolution 123 quickly typed a donation.
[zi Noble Revolution 123 donated 10,000 won!]
Hyungnim, this is zi Noble Revolution 123 who just got wrecked. Please take me as your disciple!
Generous 10,000 won donation.
About to jump into the next ranked match, Comet froze in place and flashed a bright smile in response.
"Ah, thank you for the 10,000 won from zi Noble Revolution 123. Hmm, I'm not in a position to take disciples, so that's tough... What should I do for you..."
-Capitalism smile.
-But even that's beautiful!
-Jealous!
-Jealous = envious
Seeing Comet's bright smile—something he'd never shown before—for a 10,000 won donation, the viewers, who'd grown quite a bit without him noticing, teased him in chat.
Of course, it wasn't serious.
Just playful banter mixed with familiarity and envy.
Leaving the joking viewers be, Comet pondered the donation reaction.
"Since it's my first stream today, I don't have reactions set up. Anything you want? If it's something I can do with my body, that'd be great."
-ㅗㅜㅑ, he'll do it with his body ㄷㄷ
-Kick out the manager's top chat!
-No manager here since it's first stream lol
-Aha!
As viewers giggled at Comet, who had no set reactions.
The donor zi Noble Revolution 123 donated again with a suggestion.
[zi Noble Revolution 123 donated 1,000 won]
Hyungnim, how about a planche? Nothing shows gratitude like that!
"Planche?"
The reaction zi Noble Revolution 123 suggested was none other than a planche.
Of course, not knowing what it was, Haesung tilted his head, exited the capsule, sat at his computer, and quickly web-searched it.
"Oh, it's like a handstand. Easy, good thing."
-...? Planche is easy?
-What? Monster in game, monster in real life too?
Viewers were stunned seeing Haesung call the planche—known to be twice as hard as a regular handstand—easy.
-No way, he just hasn't tried it. Once he does, he won't say that.
-Fr real, indoor streamers aren't fit, that's why it's hard for them.
-Yeah yeah
Not everyone thought that.
It was only natural.
A streamer living in his room doing internet broadcasts, not an athlete—expecting him to nail a planche easily was absurd.
But before the scene that followed, the chat with over 100 viewers went dead silent, like it had frozen.
Tap—
Kicking off swiftly, arms planted on the floor, Haesung shot straight up into a perfect, unwavering planche.
Well, that alone didn't shut the viewers up.
What silenced the Trues was one thing.
Slide—
Haesung's chiseled, chocolate-bar abs, cracked deep inside his sliding-down T-shirt, following gravity.
"Success, right?"
Regaining their senses at Haesung's grinning smile as he faced the cam—doing the planche in the opposite direction of a standard salute—Trues flooded chat with fiery fervor.
-World's most unfair streamer Comet
-Face... game skills... and now body too...
-Why... do you... have to have... everything... to feel satisfied!!!
Tilting his head at the savage chat reactions, Haesung bounced lightly back to his feet and asked.
"Huh? Don't most people have bodies like this?"
To Haesung, who'd seen battlefield-honed combat-compressed muscles daily, it was a question that didn't land.
And that question made chat explode.
-Controversy) Comet says everyone has a body like this
-LMAO first domestic "not everyone" gallery
-2 years gym. Hyungnim, if that's basic, I'm a total piglet.
-Fr that body could trainer immediately, calling it basic is crossing the line ㅡㅡ
-Good at games, good body, God's a jerk!!!
Haesung remained oblivious to his mistake as the enraged viewers, demonic in fury, unleashed their chat barrage nonstop.
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