Chapter 2 Demon Lord

Challenge

"Brother, help me analyze someone!"

Pushing open the door of the Star Realm Lounge, Luo Wuming saw the projection of the Demon Lord twisting off his mecha's skull.

What kind of social death scene is this!

And Luo Wusheng didn't even give him a look until the end of the video.

"So you saw everything." Luo Wuming coughed twice to hide his embarrassment. "This person doesn't seem like someone from our circle. It's graduation season now, and many outstanding people have appeared in the star realm. What did you see? How should I deal with it next time? How about changing to an S-class mecha?"

"There won't be a next time. She won't accept your challenge again." Luo Wusheng glanced at him, "Have some shame. You still want to use an S-class mecha against a C-class mecha."

Luo Wuming was unconvinced: "Who said I'm S-class and she's C-class? I meant we were both using S-class mechas. I guess her mental strength should be S-class, and using a mecha that's too far behind her level will have an impact. If we were to use an S-class mecha against each other, it's not certain who would win or lose."

Luo Wusheng smiled faintly. Luo Wuming inexplicably felt that his guess was stupid. He hung his head dejectedly, "Okay, then what is your analysis of my chances of winning?"

“0”

!!!

"Impossible!" Luo Wuming's eyes widened, and he retorted in disbelief: "No, how could it be? Although my mental strength is only S-level now, the last time I tested my potential, it was 2S. The Demon Lord is a newcomer who has only been in the Star Realm Mecha Club for three days. How can I have no winning rate?!"

Luo Wusheng shook his head: "The three-day figure is not accurate."

"What do you mean? You mean the Demon Lord's little account?"

"No, she's a complete newcomer." Luo Wusheng pulled up all the battle videos of the Demon Lord. "It's said to be three days, but in fact she's only online for an hour every day, and that's on the busiest night."

night?

Luo Wuming was a little puzzled. Luo Wusheng would not talk nonsense, so the evening must be meaningful.

"As of last night, she'd played a total of thirty matches. If she goes online tonight, she should be at Level 4. You played her on your alt account, which you created 27 days ago."

The Star Mecha Club has eight levels, L0-L7, with tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of "people" at each level. L0-L4 is more like an online mecha game, where anyone in the galaxy can connect to the mecha and fight as long as their mental strength matches.

L5 is the dividing line. L5-L7 are either military academy students or graduates who applied for military academies. There are no exceptions. To be more precise, almost all the top 100 L4 rankings are accounts created by people above L5.

The requirements for club upgrades are extremely stringent, just like in a game. Once the win rate is high, the system will automatically match you with opponents of the same level who have a high win rate. This way, three consecutive wins rarely occur, let alone thirty consecutive wins.

"Using the same C-class mech, you have 103 wins and 30 losses. At the beginning of each upgrade, you achieved three consecutive wins before reaching the top of the L3 top 100 rankings in less than a month. Conservatively speaking, your statistics would rank in the top 100 of this graduating class in the entire interstellar world."

Hearing Luo Wusheng's praise, Luo Wuming's face showed joy, and then he changed the subject.

"But you can't kill your opponent in three minutes. Your fastest wins were the first five games after you created your armor. You won them all in under five minutes. And you were lucky enough not to encounter anyone of your same or higher level using armor."

"Is there really no chance of me winning?" Luo Wuming stretched out his hand with a sad face and made a tiny gap.

Luo Wusheng didn't say anything, but tactically picked up the water cup and drank it.

It is not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

"Okay, I understand." Luo Wuming slumped down on the sofa and became withdrawn. It was just one battle, but due to the warlike nature of Alpha, he was depressed for a long time and still felt unconvinced.

The watch vibrated and flashed twice, "The Demon Lord is online." Luo Wuming turned over and sat up, and saw the live projection of the Demon Lord in the preparation room.

"You even opened a preparation room for live streaming?!"

The live broadcasts of matches that the audience sees all start when the players enter the arena. However, the three-minute live broadcast fee for the players' preparation is almost the same as the live broadcast fee for a whole match. No one would spend money to watch the players prepare.

For them, money is not a problem. What surprised Luo Wuming was that this was Luo Wusheng's first time to broadcast live from the preparation room.

"You haven't even seen the battle between Ander and Liesen, yet you say they're not worthy. I'm curious why this Demon Lord is worthy?"

Ander and Liesen are Luo Wusheng's half-brothers. There is no family affection between them. As they grow older, the hatred and conflicts between them become deeper. It is foreseeable that the future outcome between them will be "life and death".

"She's very strong."

Luo Wusheng stared intently at the Demon Lord in the video, who had shattered the opponent's mecha with a single blow. Her face and voice were templates from the Star Realm. Many people concealed their true appearances, and even when using avatars, most still tweaked their faces and voices to suit their own aesthetics. This was the second time he'd seen someone like her use the original template without any adjustments, the first being himself.

"The astral realm has no physical form, and connecting to mechas relies solely on mental strength. No matter how strong one is, it's only in the virtual world. In reality, connecting to mechas depends not only on mental strength but also physical fitness. Taken together, the Demon Lord might not be as strong as me." The belligerent Alpha always refuses to admit defeat. "In real life, I only admire the general of the Ninth Army on the border."

Luo Wuming's target is her, and there is no Alpha who does not target her.

Luo Wusheng remained silent, his eyes fixed on the Demon Lord's seventh battle. She had been winning without a doubt, even to the point of being boring to the audience, as the battle was over just as the atmosphere had been stirred.

She won too quickly.

Luo Wusheng called up his personal light screen and found the pseudonym [W] he created a month ago. W's name ranked 97th on the L4 top 100 list.

W also used the original avatar of the Star Realm, without any adjustments. Luo Wusheng, wearing W's vest, challenged the Demon Lord.

Luo Wuming leaned over, his dissatisfaction with the Demon Lord now overshadowed by his curiosity. This was the first time Luo Wusheng had initiated a challenge, but unfortunately, he was the only one who could witness it.

He quietly sent more than a dozen messages with exclamation marks in the small group of six people to express his excitement.

"If you wanted to fight her, why didn't you challenge her in advance?" Luo Wuming asked in confusion. "There are only three games left. The chances of you fighting her are very low."

The Demon Lord has only played ten games in the past three days. He only accepts matches and does not accept challenges, without exception.

Luo Wusheng opened his mouth, but in the end no words came out.

Even after watching all of the Demon Lord's battle videos, he still couldn't guess how she would react when she saw the challenge add-on.

They should be angry, Luo Wusheng imagined the emotions that most people would have when facing this situation, especially Alpha.

The Demon Lord won his eighth consecutive game today against the 98th place on the L4 top 100 list.

Luo Wuming: "It's okay, there are still two chances."

There was no chance. Luo Wusheng glanced at him but did not expose his comfort.

If the Demon Lord wins again, he will face people ranked 40th to 50th in the ninth game, and the top three in the tenth game, if they are online.

She deliberately chose to compete at night because she was more likely to encounter a strong opponent.

She was very low-key, never speaking, but her actions were high-profile. Luo Wusheng had a feeling that she didn't care who her opponent was. No matter how strong the opponent was, he would lose to her.

She is not only strong, but also arrogant.

In the ninth game, the Demon Lord met the 35th place opponent, just as Luo Wusheng had guessed.

The game ended in less than three minutes and Demon Lord won.

"It's okay, there was one more time - eh, no, why did she go offline?!" Luo Wuming switched the message screen. At first, it was a normal discussion, until someone mentioned [Huo Ran], the entire message screen was left with only one conclusion - the Demon Lord was afraid of Huo Ran and went offline in a hurry.

Huo Ran, the first person in L4, first on the top 100 list.

Reliable sources say that he is a graduate this year and can choose from any of the four major military academies.

The young and powerful Alpha can naturally attract countless fans.

Luo Wusheng: "Huoran's fighting skills can be seen in his fighting skills."

These people are exposed to mechas and receive training earlier than ordinary people, but after entering the military academy, all freshmen are on the same starting line, and in the end it all comes down to strength.

Luo Wuming: "Shall I check his identity?"

"No need, you will see it tomorrow." Luo Wusheng began to watch the battle of the Demon Lord over and over again.

"The coming-of-age ceremony for the little princess of the Kovia family." Luo Wuming exclaimed while lying on the sofa, "What a grand occasion!"

More than an hour later, Luo Wuming's watch flashed.

Beep——

A light screen popped up in front of Luo Wusheng.

[The Demon Lord has accepted your challenge, please go to the preparation room.]