Chapter 215: 215 Mount Flower VS Temple of the Gods 10_1
"Not sure you’ll win, and already hurrying to claim second place behind the Great Emperor?"
"Second place? I’m a Wen Jiang fan, and saying second place is being modest—of course it has to be first place, our Jiang Shen never settles for second."
"Wen Jiang fans really have the same irritating attitude as her."
"Talk about upgrading to S Rank first. No matter how much you brag, you’re still just A-Level. What future is there for an A-Level?"
"Damn it, why can’t A-Level be praised when it’s the same world-class competition? Are some people just nasty? The Great Emperor is even foreign, yet you hype them up while stepping on your own—when the Great Emperor’s A-Rank Group competition is used to gauge Wen Jiang’s significance, shouldn’t Wen Jiang still be considered superior?"
Little Goat was very pleased to see the comment section erupt into arguments. He knew there’d be no shortage of excitement for the time being, and this wasn’t even stirring the pot yet.
It was completely normal to compare Wen Jiang, as strong as she was, to the Great Emperor of yesteryear. And he genuinely believed that Wen Jiang’s match had a higher value. Seven fights against nine, and against the strongest Temple of the Gods—what more was there to doubt? Besides, it was just too dreamlike, truly too dreamlike.
Little Goat muttered to himself, "I never expected Yunxia to produce such a prodigious player. If she were to ascend to S Rank, it would indeed be her golden age, and Yunxia’s as well."
He hadn’t anticipated that this spontaneous remark would, for a considerable length of time into the future, earn him the reputation of the strongest prophet.
The audience watching the match could vent their emotions by pounding on their keyboards.
However, the players watching the match had entirely different mindsets.
Shaliye was the first to express his opinion, "Honestly, we have no complaints about losing."
Next, it was the Temple of the Gods’ turn to endure what felt like a century of savage criticism. After being so bitterly criticized, it was time for Shaliye to stand up! Even Frost Moon, the strongest association, was beaten badly by Mount Flower, so Shaliye’s loss was understandable. Mount Flower didn’t even use their strongest card deck. In conclusion, the Temple of the Gods had fallen short, and Mount Flower had even gone easy on them. All things considered, Shaliye might even be slightly better.
Meanwhile, other associations in Yunxia, while jubilant, also felt a pang of sympathy for the Broken Heart Association.
Hua Zhuo watched the match and, when she saw Wen Jiang on the live broadcast, she noticed the faint smile in Wen Jiang’s eyes. That confidence was evident from beginning to end, unwavering. She was really confident about this match. In Wen Jiang, Hua Zhuo truly saw the shadows of certain figures from the past. But none had ever been as genuinely strong as her.
Hua Zhuo felt something very strange. She thought Wen Jiang stood so high, yet she could also perceive things at a very fundamental level.
Even Du Zhaiyue couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration, "Truly strong. Unbelievably strong."
Having someone like this ascend to S Rank as a teammate, she would be completely at ease.
The Song Family twins were now silent. Locking eyes, they could see the profound shock mirrored in each other’s gazes.
With an A-Rank Group performing like this, even if they were S Rank, they couldn’t confidently claim that A-Level players were insignificant. If she were to rise to S Rank, one could practically foresee what kind of scene that would be.
Such a person, and to think she was dumped by Song Yingchen... No, it was reported she dumped Song Yingchen? Good for her!
Sheng Hongying also raised an eyebrow. She suddenly said, "Does she resemble the Great Emperor from back in the day?"
Everyone instantly turned their attention to her.
The Great Emperor—the nightmare of today’s S-Rank professional players. Always serene and detached, elegantly indifferent, yet as powerful as a man who seemed to dominate everything. He was also a disciple of a legendary figure. Could Wen Jiang compare with such a character?
"No," Hua Zhuo suddenly spoke up. "She’s unlike anyone else; she’s just herself."
"She will be the most dazzling presence of this era."
The declaration stunned everyone. Wen Jiang, proclaimed the most dazzling existence, was now deep in thought, wondering at what stage to continue shooting.
Circe was also on the verge of defeat, Chen Runyu had been rescued just in time, and it was unclear whether Wen Jiang’s spiritual power had reached its limit. The Temple of the Gods, previously confident, had grown impatient after losing two Card Spirits. They knew that if they lost today, upon returning home they would face a barrage of criticism from all quarters, especially the punishment within the Temple of the Gods itself. The thought made everyone shudder.
Different Empires had their own troubles; professional players might seem to lead glamorous lives, but in terms of freedom, perhaps none could compare to those in Yunxia.
Wen Jiang knew the Temple of the Gods was desperate. They were in a hurry, but Mount Flower couldn’t afford to be.
Chen Runyu was also at his limit. He had survived Oneri’s prolonged assault only thanks to Ruan Chunen’s Jade Rabbit Pestle Medicine and Wen Jiang’s interventions that had kept him alive.
As River Maiden’s thick fog dissipated, the Temple of the Gods, wary of Wen Jiang, hesitated to act immediately. However, they noticed Dandelion also starting to gather. Even though Hou Yi was in the safest position, their impatience grew. If they didn’t deal with Hou Yi, there was truly no way to win today’s match.
Lamia, still in good condition, was the first to approach. Upon seeing Lamia move, everyone from Mount Flower became even more alert.
It looked like her target was the Seven-Star Butterfly. After all, Circe was about to be defeated.
Wen Jiang noticed Lamia’s route of disappearance. She glanced back at her teammates and, realizing the crucial nature of their positioning, chuckled softly. Then, she suddenly said, "Abandon Chen Runyu. Give it to Shi Qi."
Ruan Chunen immediately understood Wen Jiang’s meaning.
Lamia suddenly appeared. Without a Strong Control Card at that moment, Mount Flower couldn’t hold her back. The Sirens and Demos behind her all followed suit. The Temple of the Gods was launching a coordinated attack!
As the song of the Sirens drew closer, all Wen Jiang needed to do was disrupt Eros and Circe, ensuring they couldn’t follow up immediately.
The Seven-Star Butterfly’s spiritual power was continually dwindling under the assault of the Siren’s song.
Chen Runyu felt he couldn’t hold on any longer; he was on the brink of defeat.
Just as he released his flowers at Wen Jiang’s command, the chilling sensation within his body suddenly vanished.
Oneri unexpectedly detached from the Seven-Star Butterfly’s body and lunged straight for the Jade Rabbit! The Jade Rabbit! It had been overlooked this entire time!
Actually, it hadn’t been overlooked so much as, like Hou Yi, it was positioned safely. As a Support Card, instinctively staying out of the enemy Card Spirits’ attack range was paramount.
Ruan Chunen might have seemed to contribute little, but in fact, aside from Wen Jiang, he had the best grasp of the overall situation. He didn’t need extra cues from Wen Jiang; he could maneuver the Jade Rabbit to the ideal positions to heal Dou Yuan and Chen Runyu on his own.
He was a reassuringly competent teammate, so Wen Jiang wasn’t surprised when the Temple of the Gods targeted him.
Upon hearing Wen Jiang’s command, Ruan Chunen, knowing the Temple of the Gods might try to obstruct him, didn’t hesitate to change direction towards Shi Qi. Lamia had been preparing to intercept the Jade Rabbit as it healed the Seven-Star Butterfly, but she was caught off guard. The Jade Rabbit, as if it had eyes of its own, preemptively changed direction. Lamia, teleporting in suddenly with her long sword, swung fiercely, only to hit empty air.