Azure Dragon City, Professional Hall Plaza. The atmosphere was tense, like a sword drawn and bow strung. Several members of the Dynasty Professional Team surrounded the solitary assassin in black in a fan formation. Although there were many players watching, most were intimidated by the reputation of the Dynasty Professional Team and only dared to point and whisper from afar; no one dared to step forward.
"The Dynasty Professional Team is conducting business, bystanders get lost!"
The archer with the ID "Dynasty · Meteor" pulled his longbow to full draw once again, the arrow flashing with dangerous firelight, pointing directly at the center of Han tian's brow.
"Han Tian, this is your last chance. Delete your account, quit the game, and hand over that damned recording. Otherwise, I will make it impossible for you to move a single step in this game."
Han tian—or rather, the former genius youth in reality, Han Tian—curled his lips into a mocking sneer.
"Impossible to move a step? Just relying on you trash who only know how to throw matches?"
"You're courting death!"
Murderous intent flared in Meteor's eyes, and his fingers relaxed.
"Twang!"
The bowstring vibrated, and a skill called [Explosive Arrow] whistled out. At such close range, and with a high-agility archer having the initiative, an ordinary assassin would have no time to react.
Han tian did not move. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but there was an injury on his leg—that was the [Hamstring] effect left behind from being ambushed earlier, reducing movement speed by 50%.
Just as the burning arrow was about to strike his face, a black afterimage abruptly inserted itself between the two.
"Clang!"
A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.
The expected explosion did not happen. That Explosive Arrow, capable of one-shotting a squishy character, had actually been cleaved right down the middle by someone!
The broken arrow flew past Han tian's ear and nailed into the stone pillar behind him, exploding into a burst of sparks. The entire scene fell into dead silence.
Everyone's gaze was focused on the person who had suddenly appeared.
That person was wearing a tattered grey cloak, goggles on his face, and holding a pitch-black longsword in his hand. The sword body was still vibrating slightly; the lingering effect of that strike had not yet dissipated.
"Dynasty Professional Team?"
Ye Yi casually flicked his wrist to perform a sword flourish, his voice as flat as if he were asking for directions.
"Such great prestige. Anyone who didn't know better would think this Azure Dragon City had changed its surname to Huang."
Dynasty · Meteor's pupils contracted violently. As a professional player, his discernment far exceeded that of ordinary people. That strike just now wasn't a block, but a precise "interception." Using a sword blade to sever a high-speed flying arrow in mid-air—the dynamic vision and predictive ability required for this were simply shocking.
"Who are you?" Meteor asked vigilantly, his bow not lowered. "This is a private matter for our Dynasty Professional Team, friend, it's best you don't meddle in other people's business."
"When one sees injustice, if someone steps on it, naturally someone has to manage it."
Ye Yi turned his head, looking through his goggles at Han tian behind him.
At this moment, Han tian looked somewhat disheveled, his leather armor shattered, and his HP remaining at less than 30%. But those eyes were still shockingly bright, staring at Ye Yi with full vigilance.
"I don't need anyone's help," Han tian said coldly, "Especially from someone of unknown origin."
"I know you don't need it," Ye Yi smiled and said in a low voice, "But if I just watched the former number one assassin being surrounded here like a dog, I'm afraid no one would accompany me for a drink in the future."
Han tian shuddered, suddenly looking up at Ye Yi: "You know me?"
"We'll talk about that later."
Ye Yi turned back around, facing the five members of the Dynasty Professional Team.
"I'll give you three seconds to get lost. Or, die."
"Arrogant!"
Meteor laughed in extreme anger. He had been in the professional scene for so long and had never seen a solo player who dared to provoke the Dynasty Professional Team to their face.
"I originally didn't want to kill the innocent, but since you are courting death yourself, then I will grant your wish! Brothers, kill him too! If anything happens, the team will cover it!"
"Do it!"
The coordination of the Dynasty Professional Team was indeed not something an ordinary guild could compare to. As soon as Meteor finished speaking, the two warriors behind him had already launched a Charge, a mage began to chant, and a priest was in the back applying shields. It was a standard professional-level focus fire.
But the data stream in Ye Yi's eyes was faster than them.
"Too slow."
The moment the two warriors started their Charge, Ye Yi moved.
He didn't use Blink, but instead stomped on the ground with one foot, his entire body rushing head-on toward the warrior on the left like an arrow off a string.
"Courting death! A mage daring to Charge a warrior?" The warrior was overjoyed and raised his greatsword for a [Heavy Cleave].
However, just at the moment of contact, Ye Yi's body suddenly slid half a meter to the right as if he had no bones. This was the movement correction brought by [Basic Sword Mastery]!
"Puchi!"
The heaven-swallowing demon sword, carrying a black stream of light, took advantage of the misalignment from the Charge and directly slashed across the warrior's throat.
"-450!" (Armor Break + Weak Point Critical Hit)
Just one sword strike. The level 10 elite warrior didn't even manage to let out a scream, his HP bar instantly emptied.
"What?!"
Meteor's arrow was still on the string, but a teammate had already fallen.
"What kind of damage is this?!"
Before they could react, Ye Yi had already slaughtered his way into the crowd. A mage in close combat is the nightmare of all ranged classes.
"Repulsion Fire Ring!" The opponent's mage reacted quickly and immediately released a life-saving skill. A ring of fire exploded, attempting to push Ye Yi away.
Yet, 0.1 seconds before the fire ring erupted, Ye Yi activated [Mana Shield] and took the opportunity to insert the demon sword into the ground, using it as a fulcrum to hard-resist the knockback effect.
"-0"
He didn't budge an inch!
The next second, the demon sword was pulled out and slashed upwards. The mage's head hit the ground.
"Monster... this is a monster!"
The remaining priest was so scared that he turned and ran, but was pinned to the ground by Ye Yi with a casual [Ice Spike], and then finished off.
In just ten seconds, except for the archer Meteor who stood the furthest away, all four members of the Dynasty Professional Team were dead.
Meteor's hands were shaking. As a professional player, he had seen many experts and had even played against world-class players. But never had anyone given him such a feeling of unfathomable despair like the person in front of him. That feeling was like facing an extremely precise killing machine, where every movement had been calculated thousands of times.
"You... who exactly are you?" Meteor's voice trembled.
Ye Yi slowly walked toward him, the demon sword in his hand dragging on the ground, making a grating friction sound.
"Go back and tell your boss."
Ye Yi stopped three meters in front of Meteor, looking down at him.
"You'd better save that little bit of money you earn from throwing matches to buy a coffin. Because from today on, in this game, as long as I am around, I don't mind killing the people of the Dynasty Professional Team until they quit the server."
"Get lost."
Meteor's face was deathly pale. He looked at his teammates' corpses on the ground, then looked at Ye Yi's black sword that exuded an ominous aura. He gritted his teeth, not even daring to utter a harsh word, turned around, activated the [Sprint] skill, and fled in a panic.
The surrounding players watching erupted into exclamations.
"Holy crap! That's too fierce!"
"Who is that? The Dynasty Professional Team was actually killed and chased away?"
"It seems to be that 'Yi'! I've seen his video on the forum! That mage with a sword!"
Ye Yi ignored the admiring gazes around him. He put away the demon sword, and the killing intent on his body instantly converged, as if the Asura from just a moment ago was just an illusion. He turned around and looked at Han tian who was still standing in place.
"It's solved," Ye Yi said.
Han tian looked at him deeply and put away his dagger.
"Why did you help me?"
"I said it before, seeing injustice."
"I don't believe it," Han tian said coldly. "There is no such thing as kindness without reason in this world. Your movement and awareness just now are definitely not that of an ordinary player. Which team are you from?"
"No sect, no affiliation, just a free spirit."
Ye Yi shrugged, took a high-level recovery potion out of his backpack, and threw it over.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to treat you to a drink. There are some things that are inconvenient to talk about here with so many eyes around."
Han tian took the potion, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
"Fine. But I will pay you back for this bottle of medicine."
Ye Yi smiled. Still that stubborn tsundere temper, not changed a bit.
"Let's go, I know a good tavern, it's very quiet there."