Online Games: From Professional Gold Farmer to Night King

[Ding~ The World Championship semi-finals of the World Martial Arts Tournament are about to begin. The first 100 players, please get ready!]

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As the system notification sounded, Wang Xing, Liu Min, and Yu Mengmeng were simultaneously teleported to the competition preparation area.

Once visibility was restored, players from other servers in the vicinity had already teleported over.

In the Dragon Kingdom area, 24 people huddled together, forming a small group.

Despite the animosity between them, they still unite against external threats when fighting on a national server basis.

For example, Decepticons and Wang Xing haven't said a single word since the start of the competition, let alone made a single sarcastic remark.

Not for any other reason than to avoid being laughed at by foreigners.

"Brother Night, today is the competition to narrow down the field from 100 to 20, and then from 5 to 1. The competition is fierce! Although you all have titles, there's a significant difference between 'King' and 'Emperor.' Of course, the title of 'Emperor' is definitely yours, without a doubt!" The Heavenly Emperor leaned closer and said with a laugh.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Dragon Kingdom players glanced at Wang Xing silently, but offered no rebuttal.

They've long since given up on first place; now they're mainly vying for second, or rather, for a spot in the top 20.

Regardless of whether you're at the bottom or not, as long as you make it into the top 20, you'll receive the title of "Emperor," a symbol of prestige and status.

Back in the game world, they all thrived with this title, becoming top figures in the Dragon Kingdom region.

If you are the guild leader, you can lead the guild to even greater heights.

To put it bluntly, if a top-tier guild leader were to win the title of Emperor, he could even lead his guild to compete for a place among the top ten guilds! That's the advantage that prestige brings!

Upon hearing the Heavenly Emperor's words, Wang Xing glanced at the figures beside him, his tone slightly heavy. "I hope so."

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[Players, please prepare yourselves. The system will allocate players according to their ranking points. Please be ready accordingly.]

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A flash of white light, and Wang Xing returned to the PK arena.

Looking up, he saw that his opponents were not among the top players on the world leaderboard.

"It seems this semifinal is a knockout tournament, pitting high-ranking players against low-ranking ones, eliminating the weaker ones first, and determining the top 20. Then the final will be held, where these top 20 players will compete to determine the final rankings. This format... isn't bad!"

[3...2...1...The game begins!]

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With the countdown over, Wang Xing had no intention of delaying.

In this kind of competition, even 1 point can determine the ranking. He must get 13 points in every game.

"Summon Night Ravens!"

"Come out, Big Mao! Little Black!"

"Gah~"

"Roar~"

"Aww~!"

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Wang Xing leaped up and jumped onto Xiao Hei's back, leading Da Mao and Ye Ya to rush towards the enemy.

On the other side, a white athlete looked at the dense flock of night crows, his face turning ashen.

To encounter the world's strongest player in the very first match—that's incredible luck.

However, considering that I was ranked 100th, it didn't seem wrong.

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Congratulations to the player for winning! +10 points, +3 bonus points

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A flash of white light, and Wang Xing was still the first player to emerge.

Before he could relax, four white lights flashed simultaneously.

Satan, Zeus, and two other unlucky guys were teleported out of the PK arena.

The two men's expressions tightened slightly when they saw that they had come out at night.

"They were only a little over a second later than me! These two are incredibly strong! It seems I wasn't wrong; this world championship is basically a battle between the three of us!"

"Honey! I won!" A pair of arms wrapped around Wang Xing's neck, and Yu Mengmeng's joyful voice rang in her ears.

At this point, winning a match can improve one's ranking, and everyone wants to compete for a top 20 spot, including Yu Mengmeng and Liu Min.

"Sister Min, you won too?"

"Although there were some twists and turns, we still won."

Wang Xing gave a thumbs up. "Awesome!"

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[The second round is about to begin, players please prepare! 10...9...8...]

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With the countdown over, the second round of the competition began.

Just as Wang Xing had thought, he would hardly encounter any of the top-ranked players, especially the most powerful ones like himself, Satan, and Zeus.

The semi-finals are essentially about eliminating the weaker teams and seeing who can defeat the other faster.

Ultimately, the final match will determine the winner.

After 10 rounds of competition, Wang Xing secured first place with a perfect record of 130 points and no losses.

Satan and Zeus tied for second and third place with a score of 128.

Next were the Magician, Seimei, and others; their scores were all similar, around 125.

None of the top 20 players had a score below 100 points. Most of them advanced with a perfect record, although a few lost once, but still had enough points.

The only pity was Liu Min, who lost twice, and also lost to both Seimei and Michiko from the Sakura Ward, unfortunately stopping in the semi-finals.

After all, it's 10 rounds, and with random matching, you're bound to encounter players who are ranked higher.

Moreover, Liu Min's ranking in the semi-finals was below 50th, so it was reasonable for her to encounter Seimei and Michiko.

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[Ding~ The semifinals of the World Championship of the World Martial Arts Tournament have ended. Congratulations to Night, Satan, Zeus... for making it into the top 20 and advancing to the finals! The finals officially begin at 1:30 PM today. Please prepare yourselves!]

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With a flash of light, the three were teleported back to Starmoon City.

"Let's go, let's have something good to eat and celebrate the end of the semi-finals," Wang Xing said with a smile.

"Little Star".

Just as Wang Xing and his group were about to go buy ingredients, Liu Min's voice came from behind them.

"Sister Min, what's wrong?"

Liu Min's face was very gloomy, as if she had something weighing on her mind. "I ran into Seimei and Michiko."

Wang Xing was taken aback. "Seimei, Michiko? First and second in the Sakura district? Don't worry, I'll avenge you! Anyway, I've already made it into the top 100 and secured the title of 'King,' so even if I lose, it won't matter."

Liu Min shook her head, her tone somewhat hurried. "No! I'm not talking about my ranking. I know my own abilities; making it into the global top 100 was already a matter of luck. I didn't even have high hopes for the final ranking. What I'm trying to say is that Michiko's player attributes are off!"

"Something's not right? What do you mean?"

"Although the equipment looks different, I'm certain her weapon is a gold-tier item. But do you know how much damage her fireball did to me?"

"Fireball? The damage percentage is 200%. Based on Yu Mengmeng's spell damage calculation, it should deal close to 10000 damage. After deducting your magic defense reduction, it'll be around 8000, right?"

"Yes, that's the normal way to do it, but do you know how much she hit me?"

"How many?"

"14885! No critical hit! No buffs!"

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