Global Mining.

Chapter 793 The First Match

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Xila was practically driven crazy by Dachun: "This idiot!! He makes me go west one minute, south the next, and east the next. I've used up three bottles of expensive, potent essence potion. I've never seen such stupid serpentine movement!"

Michael sighed, "Just play your NPC role properly..."

Sila was furious: "I acted very seriously! I even performed a crying scene just now! Weren't you all moved? Wasn't that Oscar-worthy?"

Samuel chuckled.

Gabriel sighed, "I was really looking forward to seeing Andariel fight the Sand Demon! Is it possible that we overestimated him?"

Sila said irritably, "Exactly! The China region is deliberately trying to attract our attention with this guy whose ranking is inflated."

Michael said in a deep voice, "Even if he's overrated, a ranking is still a ranking. Ranking means NPC reputation and priority for triggering events, which cannot be underestimated. Besides, even the Sand Demon's Devouring Strike couldn't kill him instantly, so his strength is undeniable. He should have registered for the competition as well. The competition is about to begin, so everyone shouldn't be distracted by irrelevant matters. Sila, please restrain your queenly temper..."

Gabriel laughed and said, "That's right, from childhood to adulthood, the only person in the world who can make Xila restrain himself."

……

At this moment, Da Chun couldn't stop laughing as he watched the rows of astrologers' reading proficiency scores being refreshed.

At the same time, I have to admire her. It's been almost an hour, and she seems to have unlimited stamina and magic power. Even with my tens of thousands of stamina, I wouldn't have that kind of confidence.

Oh right, I checked the time, it's almost 12 o'clock, the competition is finally about to start.

While continuing to direct Shirley to change direction, Da Chun waited for 12 o'clock to officially arrive.

Just then, as Da Chun once again successfully predicted the wind direction, the warning finally changed!
—Astrologer Profession Tip: Congratulations! ...Your Astrologer proficiency has increased. Your extraordinary wisdom has enabled you to successfully predict changes in weather and wind direction on multiple occasions, and you have begun to grasp the essence of master-level astrology.

Ah, finally a master craftsman level tip! Is this the end?

Da Chun tried changing directions again, and sure enough, he reached the end, and there were no more system messages about improving his proficiency.

But don't worry, the subjective weather prediction skill has a note: the Storm Druid's Summon Hurricane skill can greatly increase the success rate of the active wind prediction skill!
In other words, as long as I find an opportunity, I can activate the Divine Craftsman-level Hurricane Technique, which is a true subjective technique. Once I trigger the celestial phenomena and bring about a real strong wind, I will definitely advance to the Divine Craftsman-level Astrology Technique!
As for now...

Da Chun called out to Sheila, "Elder, let's head straight for the target now."

Sheila asked in surprise, "Not using the serpentine movement anymore?"

Da Chun wondered if his words would upset her: "The competition is about to start, and I need to focus on the game."

Sheila paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, President, leave this to me. I wish you good luck in the competition."

"I will definitely work hard!"

Sila was furious: "Fuck you!"

Gabriel laughed and said, "Restraint, restraint!!"

Michael said, "Attention all stadiums, please broadcast Da Chun's movements live as soon as possible."

Gabriel sighed, "I don't need the boss to remind me, this is mobile data, any player in the world would do the same..."

……

Finally, amidst Da Chun's anticipation, noon arrived. —World Channel: Attention all global players! Registration for the Olympus Arena Tournament, celebrating the first month since the server launch, has ended! The qualifying rounds have officially begun. Global players, please enter the arena. (Friendly reminder: Players engaged in open-world combat, please ensure your surroundings are safe before entering.)
At this moment, the five-ring icon of the arena on Da Chun's screen bursts into flames.

The so-called competition doesn't involve players teleporting from the wilderness to the arena; instead, a dedicated competition interface is created. This is a very traditional game mode.

Click the Arena icon to enter!
The match interface popped up. Various match terrains were available, and Da Chun naturally chose the standard circular arena terrain, a favorite among Global Brawl players. The arena had no obstacles, allowing for a truly exhilarating battle.

—Battleground Announcement: You have entered the preparation area of ​​Battleground #46651. The maximum number of players in the match is 300. The match will officially begin in 3 minutes.

Da Chun, along with his wheelchair, appeared in a secluded space. His first action was to remove his desert outfit, as his movements needed to be kept private and not visible to players worldwide. His second action was to summon his angelic pet. The Nightmare Piranha, however, was still fusing with the egg of the Nightmare Lord, Cui Fanda, and couldn't be summoned; this was also a secret and couldn't be seen by global players.
Nothing else needs to be prepared. However, Da Chun suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

Yes, the Divine Realm of Ellen is gone! Lia is gone! More than 140 dancers are gone! But my own Divine Realm of Dream Forest is here.

So, is it really true that you can't bring in anything that isn't your own? This is both a reflection of your true skill level and... speaking of which, what will the other players' reactions be if I were to participate?

3 minutes are up.

—Match start notification: The match has begun. Players will be randomly assigned to different locations on the field…

The next moment, Da Chun appeared.

Looking around the entire venue, there were hundreds of players packed together.

But the next moment, all the hundreds of players in the room instantly saw a black and white zebra-patterned wheelchair that stood out from the crowd!
In that instant, the entire audience gasped: "It's Da Chun!"

"Da Chun, the world's first person to achieve this!"

No seat—that's the reaction Da Chun was hoping for!
Da Chun waved to all the players in the room.

Then, players near Da Chun immediately approached and said, "Mr. Da Chun, let's take a picture together!"

Okay, as the world's number one, taking a photo is a perfectly reasonable request.

Dachun nodded.

But the player only had time to strike a pose before a gunshot rang out behind him, and he was instantly killed!
The player who fired the gun rushed forward immediately: "You noob, you won't cooperate, I'll take over!"

As he spoke, he struck two poses in quick succession!
As a result, a barrage of fireballs, muskets, and crossbow bolts instantly took him down!
In an instant, players slashed at each other as they surged toward Da Chun like a tidal wave, forming a dense circle of death within a ten-meter radius around him.

Da Chun was a bit confused. Should I make a move, or not? Make a move? I can't bring myself to do it because they're all my admirers. If I don't make a move, all the kills will be stolen in the chaos!
I'll think about it for now and then decide against it. After all, it's a points-based tournament that lasts for several days and involves many matches. As the world's number one player, I shouldn't stoop to the level of ordinary players.

It must be said that this free-for-all mode really came quickly. In less than two minutes, only a dozen or so players remained after the entire field was fighting each other. Moreover, the battles were back and forth and no one was instantly killed.

You guys must be extraordinary, right?

Da Chun just said one thing: "Stop fighting, let's all take a group photo!"

The dozen or so players instantly reached an amazing consensus: "Mr. Dachun said, let's all take a group photo!"

So, a dozen or so people escorted the wheelchair, standing in the back and squatting in the front, just like a football team going into battle.

Then, one player wisely said, "Mr. Dachun, I want to die by your gun..."

(End of this chapter)