Out of the 241 letters, only 112 people were sent out. That was an average of 2.15 letters per person. Of course, some only wrote one letter, while others wrote two or three. There were even some who wrote four or five letters. Gu Fei did not even receive the challenge letter that he had been looking forward to.
Parallel World was clearly divided into different regions because of the cities. Gu Fei's name was currently limited to Yunduan City. If someone were to claim the title of 'World's Number One by defeating Gu Fei, there might be some challengers who would step forward to challenge him. Gu Fei was currently replying to the letters as he pondered, Should I choose to travel around with the tag of 'World's Number One'?
With Young Master Han's help, the two completed a total of 112 letters and even wrote down the recipient's name on the envelope. As for the sender, there was no need to write it down as the system would automatically add the sender's name when he threw it into the mailbox.
"Go and send them!" Young Master Han pushed a table full of letters to Gu Fei.
Gu Fei nodded and took the letters with him. Stacks of letters were being swallowed by the mailbox by the city gate. Every letter had to be paid a small fee. The 112 men shared the fee when they first arrived, but Gu Fei had to fork out the bill alone …
The system's mail delivery was naturally very fast, almost like a text message. Gu Fei threw all the letters into the mailbox and closed it. When he opened it again, all the letters had already been sent and the mailbox was empty.
Looking at the time, there was only half an hour left before the start of the PvP tournament. Young Master Han sent him a message, asking him to meet up with everyone at the PvP Tournament's teleportation array. Gu Fei hurriedly turned around and left.
On the other side, Youthful Reflection had been restless the entire day. He had been waiting for a reply from the letter he had written last night. He had been waiting from sunrise to sunset. The longer he waited, the colder his heart became. Why was his passionate letter unable to move the other party? Youthful Reflection could not figure it out.
That person's willpower is as strong as steel! Youthful Reflection thought to himself as he prepared to give up. With only half an hour left before the start of the PvP tournament, there were already people urging him on the mercenary channel. I better organize everyone to come up with a plan on how to deal with this match! Youthful Reflection was secretly glad that he had not boasted to his comrades after sending the letter yesterday. Otherwise, it would have been as embarrassing as knocking his head against a tree.
Just as he was thinking about this, the system prompt: [You have a new letter!]
Youthful Reflection was momentarily stunned. He quickly turned around and ran toward the nearest mailbox by the city gate. He was an Archer with full Agility, so when he ran with all his might, he left a trail of smoke in the middle of the road.
Filled with excitement and nervousness, Youthful Reflection pulled open the mailbox and carefully took out the letter. Glancing at the envelope, he almost fainted from happiness.
The system's sender was Thousand Miles Drunk, so how could there be any difference? As Youthful Reflection hurried towards the teleportation circle, he quickly tore open the letter and read it.
If this was really Gu Fei's reply, then Youthful Reflection would have experienced a trip from heaven to hell, as the letter would have only contained a single line: "Thank you for your kind offer, but I refuse." However, this letter was from Young Master Han's hand, so Youthful Reflection could only laugh uproariously as he stood in heaven. Hell, that would come later.
In the letter, Thousand Miles Drunk helplessly sighed about how he had been treated by Young Master's Elite, before passionately affirming Youthful Reflection's suggestion. He then expressed his determination to renounce the darkness and join the light with an expression of 'you're heartless, I'm unjust'. Thus, the first step he took was to reveal to Youthful Reflection the strategy Young Master's Elite was going to use in this match.
Big Kite! That was what Thousand Miles Drunk said in the letter. Against the strongest mercenary group in Four Seas, Young Master's Elite did not have the courage to face them head-on, so they decided to use the Big Kite strategy that they were most adept at. The best way to deal with such a strategy was to control the number of people on their side and select the most elite members to fight. This was because the targets they would score points from were the relatively mediocre players in the enemy's formation.
Furthermore, the hit-and-run strategy Young Master's Elite was using mainly consisted of three job classes with high movement speed: Mage, Thief, and Archer. The other three would often wander around the battlefield. If they were able to sneak in and kill off the three from the start, the victory would be much easier. As for how to execute this strategy, Thousand Miles Drunk asked Youthful Reflection to figure it out himself, since he was not good at strategizing.
In the end, Thousand Miles Drunk once again expressed his apologies for not being able to open his friends list. "Too many people have contacted me these past few days," he said.
Youthful Reflection was a little hesitant when he read the letter. However, it was less than half an hour before the start of the PvP tournament, and the mercenaries were all urging him on the mercenary channel.
The PvP tournament was about to begin, but the mercenary leader had yet to give any instructions on how to fight. Facing Young Master's Elite, everyone in Yunduan City was pondering over whether they should all go up together or just send a few of their elites.
Youthful Reflection hurriedly replied on the mercenary channel. After confirming his presence, he quickly ran over to the teleportation array for the PvP tournament.
Youthful Reflection had already made up his mind when he was teleported to the pre-battle map.
"We don't have to go all out for this match. We need to be wary of the Big Kite strategy that the enemy is most adept at," Youthful Reflection announced.
"Hmm … Those whose names I've called, join me in this PvP tournament," Youthful Reflection read out the list of names. A total of 30 people were chosen, with 10 of them being Thieves and 10 of them being Archers. The rest of the job classes were also chosen.
Youthful Reflection had always been the person in charge of Traversing Four Seas' strategy and command, so he was even more authoritative than the guild leader Oathless Sword in this regard. No one had any objections when he proposed this plan, so the players who were not called left the pre-battle map one after another. According to the rules set by Traversing Four Seas, these players would receive a portion of their monetary allowance, so they did not have any objections.
"That's it, then!" Youthful Reflection looked at the 30 players before him and made up his mind.
On the other side, the six men of Young Master's Elite had also entered the pre-battle map. Brother Assist, as usual, began to count the number of players the enemy had.
"Hmm? They had 67 players at the start. Why are they getting fewer and fewer now?" Brother Assist was astonished.
"30 players!" Four Seas' mercenary group finally stopped at 30 players.
"Your strategy still affected them. They're very afraid of the Big Kite!" Brother Assist cheerfully patted Young Master Han on the back.
"He he …" Young Master Han casually chuckled, not saying a word.
"How do we fight?" Gu Fei rubbed his palms together, his fighting spirit high. If Youthful Reflection were to see him like this, he would surely shed tears of regret.
"It's just 30 players! How about we just kill them all? "Young Master Han cheerfully suggested.
"I'm very much in agreement!" This was Gu Fei's favorite plan! Thinking about it, the days of freedom in Amethyst Rebirth and fighting without any restraints were very satisfying.
"Well … Cirrus can't compare to the 30 players on the other side. They must be the elites of Traversing Four Seas, so at least they won't be as messy as Cirrus. It's not very appropriate to just kill them directly, right? "Brother Assist was always shocked by the tactical ideas of these people.
"It's just fun! Entertainment is the most important thing now, and competition is secondary. What's the point of being so calculative? "Young Master Han disapprovingly said.
"Is that so?" Brother Assist looked at Young Master Han and then at Sword Demon. Sword Demon's expression was as calm as ever. He had established himself as a bellwether in Young Master's Elite because of his character. What he did not doubt, the others would have more confidence in. Brother Assist habitually looked for confidence in Sword Demon's expression, and he succeeded in finding it.
"We'll still focus on harassing them," Young Master Han said. "But the enemy won't be as scattered as Cirrus, so they won't fall into chaos so easily. So don't force them. Think of a way to retreat before you attack. Only attack when you're confident. Preserving your strength is of utmost importance. "
Everyone nodded.
"Prepare to begin," the system began its countdown. Ten seconds later, both parties entered the PvP map.
"The three of you, go! Walk along the edge of the map and circle behind them. I'll be on high ground to observe the situation. Wait for my orders, "Young Master Han waved his hand, and Gu Fei, Sword Demon, and Sword Demon disappeared. War Without Wounds stood dejectedly beside Young Master Han and Brother Assist, "Am I in charge of protecting them again?"
"High ground!" Young Master Han ignored him and led the two men to find a high ground to occupy.
On the high ground, they could see a group of people in the distance, but they could not make out how many there were because of the distance.
"How many people are there? Are all thirty of them here? "Brother Assist looked at the group of people in doubt. He felt that Young Master Han's arrangement today was a little rash. Usually, everyone would first go to the high ground to observe the enemy's situation before assigning a path to attack. Why did he assign his own men first today?
"Sword Demon, head toward the direction of 328,341; Miles, head toward the direction of 24,357; Royal, head to the right! F * ck, that's left. Can't you tell left from right?! "Young Master Han adjusted the three's path on the mercenary channel.
"How's it going?" Gu Fei and the others asked on the mercenary channel after traveling for a while.
"They haven't moved yet. Don't be anxious. Let's see how patient we are," Young Master Han said.
"They should have seen us on this hill, right? Why aren't they moving? "Brother Assist was puzzled.
"They've probably ambushed us already!" Young Master Han said.
Just as he said this, a gust of wind blew past the three men as several arrows whizzed toward them.
"That's fast!" Young Master Han sneered even as he cast Heal ahead of time. Even though it was the same Archer skill, the difference in attack range and attack speed was due to the stat point allocation and the equipment's stats. Young Master Han had accurately grasped the timing difference between these arrows, and he had accurately bestowed Heal on War Without Wounds.
These arrows were indeed aimed at War Without Wounds. Unfortunately, War Without Wounds was equipped with new equipment, so his defense was not low. Adding on to Young Master Han's superb Heal, the enemy's goal of insta-killing him failed.
War Without Wounds, who had plenty of combat experience, turned around and took a few steps forward, unleashing a Cyclone with his two swords.
Just as he had expected, the Archers weren't the only ones ambushing him. Thieves were also closing in on him from behind. War Without Dodge unleashed a Whirlwind Slash, and the two Thieves who were closing in on him were instantly killed.
"D * mm * t, this is a grim situation!" War Without Wounds had already seen that the enemy had five Archers, and the number of Thieves they had should be no less than that, yet only two had appeared beside him.
Youthful Reflection, who had led his men to ambush them, was secretly delighted. Because these three men were completely defenseless, he finally believed Thousand Miles Drunk's words.
That letter had mentioned two points: First, it suggested that Youthful Reflection select the elite players for this battle, and second, it was to ambush the three slow men who would not take the initiative to join the battle.
Youthful Reflection still had some doubts about this letter, but he still had to follow the first point even if he had doubts. Because it was obvious how many men would be joining the battle, if he had ignored the first point, then Thousand Miles Drunk would have gotten the message that he was not trusted. If this letter turned out to be true, then Youthful Reflection's decision to ignore the first point would have backfired.
Fortunately, there was a second point in the letter, which became the standard by which Youthful Reflection would test this letter.
If this letter was fake, then the enemy would surely have set a trap here to lure them into it.
But at this moment, Youthful Reflection had successfully circled behind the three men and successfully launched his ambush, yet the three men were completely oblivious to it. However, the Priest's skill was truly impressive, as he had instantly determined that the enemy's attack would be concentrated on the Warrior, instantly activating his Heal in the time difference between the attacks, and the ambush failed.
War Without Wounds had plenty of experience as well, immediately determining that there would be no lack of Thieves in this ambush, so he used his Cyclone to finish off the two Thieves beside him.
However, even so, the advantage was still in their hands.
War Without Wounds turned around after killing off the two Thieves beside him, only to discover that there were already three Thieves surrounding Young Master Han! Meanwhile, the Archers' second volley of attacks were all aimed at him.
Young Master Han did not have a high HP since he did not add his stat points to Endurance. Under such a barrage of attacks, no matter how good the Priest's skill was, he was instantly turned into white light.
War Without Wounds bellowed as he used his Charge on one of the Thieves, knocking one of them into a Dizzy state and finishing him off in two or three moves, while the other two had already retreated far away. Countless arrows were now aimed at him. Without a Priest's Heal, what difference would it make even if Brother Assist gave him a bit of buff? War Without Wounds was eventually whittled down to death by these speed job classes. As for Brother Assist … He was finally finished off without any suspense.
At this point, Youthful Reflection was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, a smug smile appearing on his face. He finally sent out an order that Young Master Han had been waiting for, one that would ultimately affect the outcome of this match: "Don't bother with that Mage. I've already turned him over!"
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