Rebirth: The Universe's Hidden Heiress-Chapter 97: Martial Town (1)

In his commentary room, Roukujou sighed, "Dear audience, there are only two hours left until the end of this year’s competition. If Pinky and their team don’t meet the Swordsmen soon, they might miss out on winning the team competition this year."

In fact, over the past two days, both teams had been trying hard to encounter each other, but each time they chose different maps and never ended up in the same one.

Roukujou, bearing the burden of shame, admitted being a jinx, trying to make them meet by predicting the opposite, saying "They won’t meet," but even that didn’t come true.

[Saltyfish’s jinx isn’t working anymore, what a pity.]

[How could this happen?]

Roukujou glanced at the screen and then told the audience, "Folks, Pinky and their team are back from dinner. It’s now seven in the evening, with two hours left in the competition. Given Pinky’s pace, they can play at least four or five more matches. Let’s hope they meet the Swordsmen."

Time ticked by, second by second.

"One hour left in the competition," Roukujou said. He was no longer in the mood to watch, instead glancing anxiously at the time and nervously touching the smooth edge of his cup. "Really? They’re not going to meet each other?"

"Yeah, Whatever and Swordsmen’s points differ by thirty-five points, meaning, if Pinky’s team wants to surpass them, they must win at least three matches in this hour." freewēbnoveℓ.com

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[So, if Pinky’s team wants to win, they have to meet and beat the Swordsmen to overtake them.]

Not just Roukujou and the fans in the comments, but others in the hall watching the competition were also silently hoping they would meet.

They even rallied others playing in the team competition, asking them all to quit, leaving only Yeah, Whatever and the Swordsmen in the competition.

They had to try everything the could to make sure Yeah, Whatever and Swordsmen would be matched up this time!

Finally, with the concerted efforts and manipulation of the underground arena crowd, half an hour before the competition ended, Yeah, Whatever and the Swordsmen entered the same map and were matched for a game.

[It’s happening, I’ve got my seat and snacks.]

[Go Pinky, love ya!]

[Is half an hour enough? What if they don’t manage to decide a winner?]

Roukujou also considered this. He frowned, and speculated, "If they can’t settle on a winner, maybe the system will decide based on the total damage to each team’s mechas."

He then looked at the screen, his frown deepening, and told the audience, "Guys, this map looks like a new one for Pinky’s team."

[This map has such a vibe, must be something religious, but I don’t get it.]

[I’ve got this, it’s an ancient town!]

"That’s right," Roukujou confirmed, "The map is called Martial Town."

In the map, Yuka looked at the ancient streets that were very similar to the ones she had seeing in movies, feeling a bit dazed.

Ayoi’s voice came through the headset, "Yuka, Alex, where are you guys? These buildings are so strange, I’m on the street."

Yuka snapped back to reality and replied, "I’m near the well, the defense point is also here, the Oniyon should be inside the well."

Alex responded, "I’m in the biggest house in town, but I don’t know where it is, I can’t read the characters on the wooden sign."

"That’s the government office," Yuka answered, looking at the map, "It’s like the Alliance Army office nowadays."

They were still the red team. The blue team’s defense point was in the Mountain God Temple halfway up the hill, but not too far from them since the mountain wasn’t very high, and the entire ancient town was built at the foot of the mountain.

"Ayoi, come over and guard the defense point," Yuka said, "There’s a three-story building here... a brothel. Be careful when you fire, these buildings are made of wood. If they catch fire, it could easily spread along the whole street."

"Roger that." Ayoi quickly moved along the street and arrived at Yuka’s original position.

Alex stayed put, while Yuka took the opportunity of Ayoi’s arrival to leave his spot, ready to head up the hill.

Meanwhile, Player Ichiro said to his two younger brothers, "Jiro, Shiro, I’m heading down the hill."

Jiro replied, "Then I’ll stay in the Mountain God Temple, the defense point is here anyway."

Shiro said, "I’m near the pawnshop at the foot of the hill, I think I heard an enemy just now."

The three of them were brothers, often asked if their names were nicknames due to their parents’ lack of creativity in naming. In the ancient Japanese language, their name meant, "the First son," "the Second son," and "the Third Son."

As Ichiro ran towards the town, he told his brothers, "When we entered, there was only half an hour left in this year’s competition. Let’s make it quick."

The prep time before the match ended, and the game officially started.

Clang!

Just seconds after the system announced the start of the match, Ichiro felt a weight on his shoulder and quickly raised his sword to block.

Zing!

The clash of blade and sword rang out sharply as they forcefully slid past each other.

"It’s ’Lady’!" Ichiro shouted into his headset, "Our opponents are Yeah, Whatever! Everyone, get ready!"

Finally, they had met.

Ichiro and his team had been paying attention to "Lady" for a while, eager to spar with her in cold weapons, but they only played in team matches and never had the chance to meet her.

Yuka, who had been hiding in a building, came out, and the battle began.

In just a few seconds, they had exchanged dozens of moves, with the surrounding buildings getting caught in their attacks, and wooden blocks flying around in the air.

Ichiro forcefully struck back at his opponent’s blade, and the two briefly separated, each stepping back a few paces.

Shiro exclaimed excitedly, "Is it really ’Lady’? Ichiro, I’m coming to help you."

He rushed out of the pawnshop where he was initially positioned and sprinted down the street, heading towards where his elder brother was, eager to experience ’Lady’s’ power.