Chapter 340
Isabella Montgomery rose from her seat and opened the door. “He’s online? Waiting?” she addressed the four elderly men standing at her doorstep.
“Hmph! More than that. They’re being insufferably arrogant! Come to the computer room and see for yourself!” grumbled Uncle Lawrence, grabbing her arm and leading her toward the computer room.
The entire Esports community had erupted into chaos overnight. News had spread like wildfire that someone had challenged Takashi Yamamoto with a staggering billion-dollar wager.
Countless spectators were glued to their screens, eagerly anticipating the upcoming duel.
Isabella settled into the chair at the computer desk and saw Takashi Yamamoto actively posting on his feed.
Takashi Yamamoto: [You challenged me, but now you’ve gone silent since I came online?]
Takashi Yamamoto: [If you had the courage to issue a challenge, you should have the guts to show up!]
Netizens quickly echoed his sentiments in the comments:
[Hahaha! Maybe this person got so scared they wet themselves?]
[Perhaps it was just an accidental click?]
[Haha! Probably just another attention-seeker trying to buy fame. Now everyone knows this user named Boss.]
[It’s already ten in the morning! They must be terrified!]
[Another loser from Westchester! Pathetic! Absolutely pathetic!]
Someone initiated a wave of derogatory comments, and supporters from Westhaven swiftly joined in, flooding the feed. Gradually, the comment section became dominated by Takashi Yamamoto’s fans mockingly taunting Westchester with sheer arrogance and rudeness.
A glint of cold determination flashed in Isabella’s eyes as she clicked on the ‘global broadcast’ feature—a premium option costing $1,000 per use. Once activated, every player currently online—whether in-game, team-building, lobbying, or hunting—would see the player’s message.
Instantly, every online user received a notification at the top of their screen.
Boss: [You woke up early just to greet the Boss. I appreciate your enthusiasm.]
What an audacious and savage retort!
The notification remained visible for a full thirty seconds, effortlessly capturing the attention of everyone on their devices.
In the comment section below the post, users erupted with excitement:
[Damn! Boss is online! I love that line!]
[Well said! Fight hard, bro! Bring honor to Westchester!]
[Go, Westchester! Go, Westchester!]
Numerous players voiced their support for Isabella.
Meanwhile, Takashi Yamamoto and his supporters from Westhaven were fuming. They never expected this challenger to respond with such sheer arrogance.
Takashi Yamamoto also purchased the global broadcast feature and fired back:
[A newbie dares to challenge me? Aren’t you afraid your teeth will fall out? Didn’t you want a duel? Bring it on! I’ll beat you so badly your own mother won’t recognize you!]
Beat her until her mother wouldn’t recognize her? Isabella replied: [Fine, the duel starts now. If I can’t defeat you within one minute, you win.] With that, she sent a duel invitation to Takashi Yamamoto.
Players worldwide fixed their eyes on their screens, watching intently. Even Benjamin Kensington stared at his monitor, reading the notifications with exhilaration as he admired the player known as Boss.
Whether Boss won or lost mattered less; their defiant attitude had already won his respect.
He promptly entered ‘Spectator mode’ to watch the duel unfold.
The mechanics of Eternal Champions involved each player selecting a hero character to engage in combat, with the player whose health bar depleted first losing the match. The game offered a diverse array of character classes: Warrior, Mage, Knight, Healer, and many others.
Upon entering the game, Takashi Yamamoto immediately selected the Assassin class, causing spectators to frown with concern.
The Assassin class was notorious for its ability to eliminate opponents within ten steps; few could survive its lethal strikes. With exceptional agility and speed, a single move could completely drain an enemy’s health bar. It seemed dire for Isabella. How could she possibly win?