The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 161 I'll fulfill the boast I made, even if it means crawling on my knees—

When it comes to tactics, Huang Shaotian runs faster than anyone else, practically flying at lightning speed.
"No, no, don't ask me to do any tactical planning! I'll mess everything up, you have to believe me!"

Mo Qian watched with a smile as Huang Shaotian frantically explained his incompetence to Ye Xiu. This was quite a rare sight indeed; when had Huang Shaotian ever denied his own abilities? —This was truly a case of the sun rising in the west!

"Alright, Lao Mo, stop messing with Shao Tian. With your tactical skills, you should just give up—"

Upon hearing Ye Xiu's words, Huang Shaotian became even more agitated. What did Ye Xiu mean by "his tactical skills are so limited"? Huang Shaotian had been partnered with Yu Wenzhou for many years; even if he hadn't tasted pork, he'd at least seen pigs run.
"Old Ye, you're underestimating me a bit. You wait, Old Ye, I'll definitely participate in the next tactical exercise and show you my tactical skills. I'll just give you a piece of my mind—"

Once Huang Shaotian gets going, there's no stopping him. When it comes to tactical maneuvers, Huang Shaotian will understand just how painful it truly is.

"What kind of movement is that? I've never seen anything like it before. This is a bit exaggerated, isn't it? It's like teleporting!"

Susanoo was genuinely bewildered by Wang Jiexi's movements, because he couldn't catch him at all, yet Wang Jiexi kept harassing him.

Furthermore, all your predictions are completely useless against Wang Jiexi in Magician Mode. In Magician Mode, Wang Jiexi can fight however he wants, and he releases skills almost entirely based on intuition.
If even Wang Jiexi himself doesn't know what skill he will unleash, how could you possibly know?
"But it seems this can't do anything to me—"

Susanoo's reaction speed is fast enough to dodge when Wang Jiexi releases his skill, meaning Wang Jiexi can't defeat Susanoo.

However, Susanoo couldn't catch Wang Jiexi at all. Wang Jiexi used his broom dance, a technique unique to magicians, to frantically manipulate Susanoo.

When Susanoo stops, that's when Yu Wenzhou and his group will make their move!
"Six-Star Light Prison!"

Yu Wenzhou tried to use a six-star light prison from behind to control Susanoo when it wasn't paying attention, but unfortunately, he failed. It's not something you can just control at will.

Given Susanoo's extremely fast reaction speed, controlling it would be no easy task. However, that wasn't Yu Wenzhou's true purpose—

"Oh no, that sorcerer!"

It was too late for Susanoo to turn back, and at the same time, Yu Wenzhou began to charge up his ultimate spell, preparing to wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
As for what lies ahead, they can only trust Han Wenqing's abilities. Isn't Han Wenqing the iron shield of the team?
Only the strongest shield can withstand the opponent's impact, and Han Wenqing clearly possesses that qualification. Jiang Botao doesn't even need to provide much assistance, as Han Wenqing's presence alone is sufficient.

"Triple wave fluctuation!"

Jiang Botao would occasionally give Han Wenqing a boost, just in case. He couldn't just do nothing; providing some support was quite necessary.
"We can't get through, Captain! It looks like Susanoo is about to be destroyed!"

Tsukuyomi looked at Amaterasu and said, "But there's nothing we can do even if it's gone. Amaterasu couldn't stop it from happening either; she could only watch as Susanoo was gradually taken down and devoured."
"It's over, it's over, it's completely over! My youth, my salary!" Amaterasu had given up resisting, because there was no point in resisting anymore.
The only hope is Susanoo, but Susanoo has already been caught by the enemy Yu Wenzhou's ultimate move, the Gate of Death. How can we fight like this? Aren't we just about to surrender?

Thirty seconds later, Susanoo's health was depleted, meaning their strongest swordsman had fallen.

Five minutes later, the game was officially over. The Japanese team hadn't managed to score a single point against the Chinese team by the end of the first half.
"The empire has fallen—"

"The game is over! Waaah, let's congratulate the Chinese team—"

The commentator, with tears streaming down his face, said, "Anyone who didn't know better would think he was supporting the Chinese team, but actually, he was crying because he had bet too much on the Japanese team winning before the match."

The Japanese team hasn't even scored a single point yet. The commentators thought this Japanese team was already very strong and should be able to beat the Chinese team, or at least get some points.
Who knew the difference in strength would be so great? Many viewers have become fans. Otherwise, wouldn't it be obvious who is stronger and who is weaker?

"Okay, that's it, time to call it a day!"

Huang Shaotian was eager to leave work. Although he hadn't done much today, he was still exhausted.
"Yes, great minds think alike. Time to go home!"

As everyone knows, swordsmen almost always leave work on time, without exception. Mo Qian and Huang Shaotian both deeply resent overtime; they'd do anything, just not practice extra training—it's just too painful. But Huang Shaotian has been forced to practice extra training quite a few times, which is rather pitiful.

"Young Master Huang, don't forget you said you were going to make a tactical plan for the next game—"

Ye Xiu smiled as he looked at Huang Shaotian. Huang Shaotian's feet stiffened; his earlier boast had finally materialized into a bullet, striking Huang Shaotian in the present moment.
What could Huang Shaotian do? He had absolutely no options—he could only grit his teeth and go for it. He was determined to fulfill the boast he had made, even if it meant his death.

"Fine...fine! Let's make a plan. Whoever backs down is a coward. Just watch how I plan it out—"

Mo Qian looked at Huang Shaotian with pity. It seemed that Huang Shaotian really didn't know that the tactics in the second half were the most difficult to devise.
In the first half, at least the opponent wasn't fully aware of their own strength, and neither were they, so the tactical arrangements could be somewhat more flexible.

But the second half was completely different. We had gradually figured out the opponent's strength level, and the opponent also knew our strength level. So the effectiveness of tactics was magnified more than twice as much.

A good tactic can lead to a victory for the weak over the strong, and this happens frequently in China.

Isn't the Oklahoma City Thunder a perfect example?
(End of this chapter)