How Do We Play If This Boss Isn't Nerfed?

Chapter 137 - 112: Terrifying Winning Streak

What an arrogant ID!

Then, Lin Ye saw the level indicator above his head.

Level 19.

Such a high level.

Higher than any opponent he had faced before.

...

「Meanwhile, in Yanjing, Great Xia.」

Inside a villa, a handsome young man with a somewhat laid-back air started his stream for the day, facing the virtual light screen in front of him.

"Bros, it’s not that I’m out of content. It’s just that I haven’t found any eye-catching newcomers lately!"

Dong Dongchen was twenty-two this year.

As a direct descendant of the Dong Family in Yanjing, he had been immersed in martial arts since childhood, relying on his family’s top-tier cultivation techniques and skills.

He had also easily broken through to the Mid-stage of Meridian Opening Realm.

However, he didn’t choose to follow the normal martial arts academic track for further studies.

Nor did he choose to continue refining his skills on the path of martial arts.

Because compared to the monotony of his own training, he much preferred watching other people fight.

Thanks to his family’s connections, his network was also quite good.

With no major competitions recently, he had gradually found a new niche: scouting and discovering previously unknown rising stars and spectating their exciting matches.

Dong Dongchen’s commentary style was witty and professional, and his analysis was always sharp and to the point. Because of this, he had accumulated several hundred thousand fans in the six months since he started streaming.

At this moment, seventy to eighty thousand viewers were online in his stream.

"If the streamer’s out of content, he can always bite a lighter."

"Why don’t you play a match yourself, streamer!"

"Stop pretending, Chen! You’d do great if you played!"

"Chen might be a good-for-nothing at home, but crushing these young kids is still a piece of cake for him, right?"

Dong Dongchen watched the teasing bullet comments scroll by, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

’Heh, you guys really think I have no skill?’

’In the Preparatory Martial Artist division, am I not just a dragon swimming among fish?’

"Since you all want to see me play a round, fine! I’ll play a round!"

"I’ll let you all witness the true foundation of a scion from a prestigious family!"

As he spoke, he clicked the matchmaking button for a ranked match.

A few minutes later, a match was found.

Dong Dongchen got a clear look at his opponent’s ID.

"Goblin Soldiers?"

"What the hell kind of name is that?"

"Chen is in danger! As the saying goes, the cuter they look, the harder they hit!"

"The weirder the ID, the more stylish the fighting!"

Dong Dongchen sized up the figure standing quietly opposite him, holding a black spear, a look of interest on his face.

"Let’s see what this is all about."

They entered the battle arena, and the countdown began.

Dong Dongchen didn’t rush to get into a stance. Instead, he cheekily turned on the public voice chat.

"Hey bro on the other side, just a heads-up, don’t be nervous."

"I’m streaming right now, and nearly a hundred thousand bros are watching our fight."

"So just relax and fight like you normally would."

"Or how about this? I can go easy on you, let you last a few more rounds, get some screen time on the stream?"

Lin Ye listened to the slightly flippant voice from the other side, his expression unblinking.

’A streamer, huh.’

’He’s a streamer, and he dares to use such an arrogant ID. He must have some real skill, right?’

Seeing that his opponent wasn’t interacting, Dong Dongchen found it a bit boring and turned off his microphone.

"Alright, so he’s the cool and aloof type."

He shrugged. As he slightly raised the weapon in his hand, his entire demeanor changed in an instant.

The laid-back air vanished.

He was also a spear user. In a duel between the same type of weapon, it all came down to who was truly more skilled.

The countdown hit zero.

The battle began!

Dong Dongchen’s feet shifted, and his figure moved like a wisp of green smoke, tracing a strange arc as he instantly closed the distance to Lin Ye.

A brilliant silver glint of spear light flared in the air, stabbing straight for Lin Ye’s chest.

The thrust was fast and vicious, the spear’s shaft coated in a faint, visible layer of energy.

Although Dong Dongchen had said he would go easy on Lin Ye,

he was still a streamer, and even a lion uses its full strength to catch a rabbit.

His first move was a killing blow.

It was true his ambitions didn’t lie in martial arts, but that didn’t mean he lacked real skill.

Lin Ye watched the rapidly approaching spear light, his gaze narrowing slightly.

A trace of joy even bloomed in his heart.

’After reaching this division, the opponents are finally starting to have some substance.’

The strength displayed in this one thrust far surpassed that of any opponent he had previously encountered.

For this battle, Lin Ye chose not to attack first.

He was afraid his opponent would shatter at the first touch.

It had been hard enough to get matched with someone who seemed decent; it would be far too boring if the fight ended in three seconds.

Lin Ye simply held his spear horizontally in front of him.

CLANG!

A crisp clash of metal on metal rang out.

Dong Dongchen’s seemingly sure-hit thrust was parried with unshakable stability.

A heavy force traveled up the spear, making Lin Ye’s wrist go slightly numb.

’Such power!’

Dong Dongchen’s heart tightened. ’He blocked it so easily?’

But the movements of his hands didn’t pause in the slightest.

The first strike having missed, his spear’s momentum changed abruptly.

The originally straight and fierce thrust instantly transformed into a dense rain of spear shadows, like a spirit serpent flicking its tongue, enveloping Lin Ye from all directions.

Lin Ye stood his ground, his feet not moving an inch.

After switching to the Roaming Dragon Stance, the spear in his hands seemed to transform into an insurmountable black barrier.

No matter how unpredictable Dong Dongchen’s spear techniques became, he was unable to break through Lin Ye’s defense.

The two figures flickered and shifted rapidly, becoming a blur of motion in the pure white arena.

The crisp sound of clashing weapons was continuous and unending.

The two were locked in a fight that was a feast for the eyes.

In Dong Dongchen’s stream, the bullet comments had completely exploded.

"HOLY SHIT! No way, you’re actually good?!"

"That spear technique, that Body Technique! That’s seriously cool! Is this the foundation of a martial arts family?"