Chapter 161: The Second Coming Of The Archer (4)
"I Come In Peace will fight him!"
"Ugh! This guy…"
"…damn him!"
"At least he will make this more exciting!"
The crowd of two hundred players and an additional one hundred spearmen talked among themselves as it was time for Jake to fight a difficult opponent.
The player who won the mini-event from the spearmen side was known as [I Come In Peace].
He was level twenty-five.
It wasn\'t his first victory over others here.
Though his skills may have been excellent, his fame was because of his nickname and girlfriend.
Jumping in the crowd was a beautiful player with long purple hair and a picturesque face. She was so gorgeous that no game cosmetics could have made her prettier. She also put in motion two heavy peaks that stirred the hearts of adolescent male players.
Her nickname was… [Peace.]
She seemed like a lovely and supportive girlfriend, yet the fact that she and her boyfriend had such a combination of nicknames betrayed her other side, which she\'d only show a little to the public, keeping the entire of it to her beloved.
Therefore, players were so jealous of the guy named [I Come In Peace].
The man in question stepped out of the crowd.
He waved at his girlfriend and winked, making her stop and clasp her hands before her chest. Her expression was one of a kind, a blushed countenance with a wide smile.
He then faced Jake.
"I like your little revolution," he said. "One hundred gold coins is a lot of money."
Jake smiled. "It\'s nothing for Asta Bow House."
"Figured," the spearman replied.
Jake scrutinized the man.
He wore a tight leather green armor. Even his spear was green, causing the player to look like a mantis. His hair was also emerald, which only helped Jake with this image.
Recalling his information about spearmen and struggles he\'d faced against a spearman tree soldier in The Turtle Forest, Jake mentally prepared a plan for the incoming duel.
I Come In Peace did the same.
He thought of his instructor\'s advice.
[Archers would use their bows as striking weapons in the past, but this player takes it to another level. You don\'t want to end up like his previous opponent. Surprise him with your range and speed, and take his bow away from him! Then, destroy it! Break his bow and utterly defeat him with the might of your spear! Take this.
This necklace will increase your speed. Close the distance and never let him go!]
[What movement skill do archers have?]
[The best one I can remember is The Feather Step. It\'s related to the gravity concept and makes their steps silent and as light as a feather, facilitating them to nimbly change locations at various altitudes. It\'s neither fast nor slow. You should be able to catch up to him and control his range!]
[I will, Sir!]
I Come In Peace gazed at Jake.
Jake took out the remaining piece of his equipment and slowly put it on.
His equipment may be new, but he had enough time to change the mask\'s design to match his identity.
He smiled.
"It\'s him! The same dude stole the legendary boss from the three guilds!"
"It\'s getting better and better!"
"The news about his twisted smile wasn\'t exaggerations!"
After a few breaths, the duel between Archer and Spearman commenced.
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Facing each other across a small area, Jake and I Come In Peace had yet to raise their weapons.
The countdown had already started.
[10… 9… 8…]
Their eyes pierced through each other.
[3… 2… 1…]
As the countdown fell to zero, their bodies immediately crumbled into motion.
Jake raised his bow and drew his bowstring on which his arrow had been nocked.
I Come In Peace lowered his back and rushed at him. He was fast.
So fast that he shattered the ground beneath him where he had been waiting for the duel to start. A few weak players had lost track of him as he closed the distance with Jake.
Jake, however, had already put his Archer\'s Death Eye on him. He saw and felt the spearman\'s movements in his bones.
He released three arrows at him.
Alas, the spearman was clever enough to avoid them by shifting his movement into a zigzag.
\'You have the same weakness as low-level mages!\' I Come In Peace thought. \'You can\'t change the trajectory of your arrows once released!\'
It was a smart move.
Even if Jake wanted to predict I Come In Peace\'s movement, he\'d have to rely heavily on luck. This kind of play wasn\'t to Jake\'s liking, meaning he did the opposite of what I Come In Peace thought.
Jake disappeared from his spot.
\'Teleport?! He can teleport?!\' I Come In Peace exclaimed in shock, and so did the crowd.
Appearing beside his flying arrow that had gone past the spearman, Jake nimbly caught it in motion and nocked it on his bowstring once again. He didn\'t stop, as he had used his movement skill, which had evolved to the legendary grade due to the integration with Medusa\'s Slick Scales.
This evolution caused Jake\'s movement skill to receive a bonus, which allowed him to use Medusa\'s Slick Scales for a few seconds after each teleport.
It meant he could decide whether he wanted to be thrown into a skid.
This was a game-changer for Jake\'s movement skill.
Not only could he broaden the distance between him and his opponent after a teleport, but he could also release his strongest arrow while in motion.
After all, shooting while moving was one of the most difficult and troublesome moves.
It also took away Jake\'s damage.
However, as thrown into a controlled skid, Jake could put all of himself and his muscles into his Formless Soldier Stance!
\'Enter my arrow, my lady!\' Jake loaded the four-bladed arrow with Medusa\'s Venomous Arrow. It was the debut of their combination of skills, so he wanted her to be a part of this battle.
Medusa\'s tattoo impatiently entwined itself around Jake\'s arrow.
He let it fly.
The whistle sounded different, as though someone was hissing along with it.
BANG!
The arrow bolted into the man\'s back, toppling him forward!
The loud grunt after the spearman\'s fall marked Jake\'s first triumph in this battle.
\'I may have the same weakness as mages… but I will show you I have more gear than them!\' Jake thought as he prepared to weave a ribbon of teleportation and skidding around the spearman.
A show that no one at the scene would forget.