Chapter Fifty-Eight: Only the Weak Make Excuses for Themselves

In an instant, all the stealth players fell to the ground, while Ye Yu and his five companions remained at full health and strength, standing where they had been. The remaining healers’ faces also changed.

“How could this happen?”

This was the only thought left in the minds of the survivors.

No matter how hard they tried to revive their fallen comrades, anyone revived was instantly dealt with, not even getting the chance to retaliate.

It wasn’t that they weren’t strong enough, but rather that they were facing a six-person fixed team whose prowess defied explanation.

“You can leave now. Your companions can’t be saved,” Ye Yu said, surprising the few survivors. Such a figure actually chose to let them go.

At this moment, Luo Feng remarked with a puzzled expression, “Why not just give them a free trip back to the city?”

“That’s not a bad idea. But is a free trip back to the city really enough? I think it ought to be unforgettable for them, don’t you agree?” Huang Hong folded his arms across his chest, a trace of arrogance at the corner of his lips. His words all but sealed the remaining players’ fates. Even with a healer’s formidable health and defense, against Ye Yu’s six and their overwhelming advantage, escaping or turning the tables was no simple task.

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The spectators’ faces were etched with shock. It was hard to imagine that what had seemed a dead end was overturned in such a bizarre fashion by these six, turning the tables to a position of absolute advantage. Even when facing classes capable of explosive bursts of power, the six showed no sign of panic—instead, they fought more fiercely and grew stronger as the battle went on.

“What on earth happened?” This was the question burning in everyone’s hearts.

“The coordination among those six is extraordinary, their synergy is extremely high. Everyone follows Liang Ye’s commands, and under his direction, every stealth player who approached first was taken out with a single, fatal blow, or left clinging to life. Such command ability is far from ordinary.”

“Yes, and to calmly analyze and calculate the order of arrival in such a hopeless situation, achieving a flawless one hundred percent success rate, maximizing their own damage output through control skills, buffing their momentum, and in the end even dealing fatal blows with the Yan class—these numbers aren’t just the result of buffs. To achieve this, Liang Ye’s level of command is astonishing.”

The young man in black, hearing the conversation, spoke up. “But there’s another important point. Under Liang Ye’s command, an inescapable deadlock was reversed, and all advantages were instantly wiped out. That’s no small feat.”

The leader’s expression grew serious at his words.

“Boss, if you really want to beat him, it’s not impossible. Since he’s the commander, all we have to do is find a weakness,” said the man in black, sensing the leader’s thoughts, a cold smile on his lips.

“Oh?”

“If they think all it takes is to target Liang Ye, then what we can do is feint at Liang Ye while actually shifting our attacks to his fixed teammates.”

The others’ eyes lit up at his suggestion, instinctively nodding. Liang Ye’s command was formidable, but without support, what use would it be? It would be nothing more than an empty gesture.

Meanwhile, Ye Yu’s group had already let the remaining few go, and the players on the ground chose to return to the city, realizing that repeated resurrections would only end in instant defeat at the hands of Ye Yu’s team.

Yet Ye Yu’s gaze shifted gradually toward a small hill in the distance. Apart from a patch of lush grass, there was nothing there, but a frown creased his brow. Earlier, out of the corner of his eye, he’d caught sight of several figures standing there.

First Faction…

Word of the incident quickly spread. The members of Illusory Violet cheered; their guild leader had once again turned a hopeless situation around, boosting morale immeasurably.

“Our first PVP together—it seems our teamwork isn’t bad at all. Even in an unexpected PVP, our coordination is flawless,” Ye Yu said, somewhat self-deprecatingly.

“It’s just that those guys were weak and had no coordination, each acting on their own,” Luo Feng replied coolly, stowing his gear.

“But the trouble isn’t over yet. The First Faction has openly torn off the mask now, haven’t they? Did San Sui forget what happened tonight?” Luo Feng continued.

“It doesn’t matter. It won’t make a difference. If they take responsibility themselves, we can’t blame San Sui. Besides, the First Faction is already full, and with the influx of money, even their weakest members are at least average,” Ye Yu shrugged. “But I don’t have many requirements for players. As long as you’re online and don’t affect the guild’s activity, that’s enough.”

“You’re too easygoing. When it comes to territory wars, it’ll be troublesome. How will you fight for territory with that attitude? We need to help our members grow—that’s the key,” Luo Feng said.

At that moment, the guild channel was flooded with messages again, all about the First Faction’s encirclement and ambush of Ye Yu’s party. The guild was furious, some members even seeking justice in world chat, but the First Faction responded forcefully.

Ye Yu, however, shook his head, stopping them with a simple remark that calmed everyone’s anger.

“If a dog bites you, do you bite it back?”

This made everyone pause and reflect. In the end, their leader had turned the tables with sheer strength. That alone was worth celebrating—and facing the First Faction with composure.

Only the weak look for excuses for themselves.

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