In the Ordinary Streets of Tokyo, I Awakened as a Player

Chapter 308: Chapter 308: You Are Qualified

Chapter 308: You Are Qualified

Seeing twelve Players suppressed by Asagiri alone, a female Player could not help frowning slightly.

A wooden, ancient staff appeared in her hand. As she waved it, waves of pale green light scattered down like drifting fireflies.

"Mental Protection!"

The pale green light dispersed, and the five Players who had been trapped under Asagiri’s mental pressure finally regained their clarity.

A male Player wearing a Swordsman uniform, holding a one handed sword and shield, stared at Asagiri standing before them. His grip tightened around the hilt of his sword as he reminded the others.

"Attack together! Don’t give him a chance to take us down one by one!"

"I have to say..."

Asagiri swept his gaze across the twelve Players present, then shook his head with a hint of regret.

"If this is all you can do, then forming a Player faction is meaningless."

"This guy..."

"Calm down."

The Sword and Shield Swordsman interrupted the angry Player beside him. He looked directly at Asagiri and said calmly,

"Don’t lose your composure. Against an opponent this strong, we absolutely cannot afford mistakes in combat."

"Oh?"

Asagiri glanced at the Sword and Shield Swordsman with interest.

"You’re quite a good Pokémon. Worth capturing."

Miwa Ashikaga, who was watching from the side, raised her hand and pushed up her gold rimmed glasses. She began observing the twelve Players more seriously.

She knew that although Asagiri’s behavior and way of speaking seemed frivolous and abstract, he would not show off for no reason in a matter like this.

This twelve on one challenge was not for acting cool.

The first goal was to make these Players realize that the faction they were about to join had a Player so powerful that he could be called terrifying. Only after recognizing the absolute gap in strength would these arrogant Players truly be convinced.

The second goal was to screen them during the challenge, allowing Miwa Ashikaga to judge which of these twelve Players had value worthy of focused training and support.

That so called value did not refer to the abilities on their status panels.

It referred to traits like the calmness shown by the Sword and Shield Swordsman, or the judgment and decisiveness of the female Player who recognized that Asagiri’s pressure was a mental influence and immediately cast mental protection magic to restore the five Players’ ability to act.

Players like that were worth cultivating.

"So now..."

Asagiri held the metal chain in one hand, swinging the Rope Dart in a circle through the air, and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"I’ll give you three minutes to discuss how you plan to deal with me next."

This time, the twelve Players taking part in the challenge no longer felt that Asagiri’s words were too arrogant.

In the past minute, Asagiri had first incapacitated five Players with insufficient mental strength, then defeated the Assassin Player with a single move.

And the cute girl he summoned, who held a katana and wore glasses like an otaku, had not even needed one full exchange before placing her blade against the greatsword Player’s neck.

If this had not been a challenge match but a fight to the death, only five Players would still be alive.

"He should be a Summoner plus Warrior type Player." freewebnøvel.com

The female Player holding the staff gathered the other Players in the corner of the dojo and spoke in a low voice.

"His physical fitness is extremely high. His reaction speed and explosive power are flawless. And since he’s a Summoner type, his mental strength definitely isn’t a weakness."

The Assassin Player who had failed to ambush Asagiri earlier frowned as he clutched his still aching chest.

"According to you, he has no weaknesses?"

"Correct. Even if he does have a weakness, we have no relevant information. And even if we knew what his weakness was, that doesn’t mean we would have a corresponding countermeasure."

The female Player said that first, then continued slowly.

"However, that doesn’t mean we have absolutely no chance of winning. As long as we formulate a detailed strategy based on everyone’s abilities..."

"We still have hope."

...

Three minutes later.

"Are you all ready?"

Asagiri glanced at the twelve Players opposite him and chuckled softly.

"Judging by your expressions, it seems you are. Then..."

"Let’s begin."

The instant Asagiri finished speaking, the Player holding the shield and one handed sword slammed his heavy shield into the ground.

With a loud bang, a strange wave of power spread across the field. Its exact effect was still unclear.

"Persona..."

Just as Asagiri was about to catch the falling tarot card and crush it to summon Mira again, the Assassin Player used his burst speed ability to instantly close the distance.

"Human Asura."

Asagiri showed no panic. He directly skipped the summoning wind up and instantly summoned his Persona, Human Asura.

"As expected..."

The female Player holding the staff saw this and thought exactly as she had guessed.

Asagiri could directly skip the tedious summoning wind up.

Without that wind up, the Assassin Player’s plan to interrupt the cast had failed. Instead, he had charged straight into Human Asura’s line of fire.

"Bang!"

Human Asura threw a punch. Yet just before it struck the Assassin Player, a layer of light shield appeared in front of him.

Although the Assassin Player was knocked backward, he essentially suffered no injuries.

At the same time, the Player holding the sword and shield let out a muffled groan, and the arm holding his shield began to tremble.

"Damage transfer, huh... As expected of a Main Tank skill."

Asagiri stood beside Human Asura.

Both he and the towering Human Asura gave the challenging Players an intense sense of pressure.

"However, the game of playing house ends here."

The moment his words fell, Asagiri and Human Asura attacked from two different angles at astonishing speed.

"Block him!"

The female Player holding the staff instantly realized that Asagiri’s target was her, the one weaker in close combat. She immediately raised her staff.

"Mental Shock!"

What she never expected was that Asagiri’s figure did not stop at all.

It was as if he had not been affected in the slightest. He continued approaching her at terrifying speed.

Several melee class Players saw this and immediately blocked his path.

The strongest among them wiped a hand along his long blade, causing flames to ignite across the edge. He then swung, condensing those flames into a blade aura that slashed toward Asagiri from a distance.

"Boom!"

Facing the incoming flaming blade aura, Asagiri simply raised his left hand.

A void appeared on the surface of his black glove and instantly absorbed all the flames. freewёbnoνel.com

"What!?"

The Player’s expression changed when he saw his skill produce no effect.

Seeing the Rope Dart shooting toward his chest, he reacted extremely quickly and immediately blocked it with his long blade.

However, that instinctive defensive action also caused his blade to shift direction, creating an opening in front of him.

"Bang!"

After taking Asagiri’s punch, even though most of the damage was borne by the Main Tank nearby, the Player still could not help taking a step backward.

Then he suddenly threw away the long blade in his hand and grabbed Asagiri’s wrist with both hands, enduring the severe pain in his chest as he shouted,

"Now!"

Seeing this, the female Player immediately raised her staff and aimed at Asagiri, casting two skills in succession.

"Binding Spell!"

"Vision Deprivation!"

Asagiri’s vision plunged into darkness.

A dark green magic circle appeared beneath his feet. The instant it formed, dark green patterns climbed up his body, producing a powerful binding effect while carrying curse erosion damage.

At that same moment, the Sword and Shield Player exerted all his strength, forcefully stopping Human Asura’s advance with his shield.

At the same time, every Player shifted their focus and launched their attacks at Asagiri, who had lost his vision and was temporarily bound.

"Interesting."

Although he had lost his vision, Asagiri could still sense the dangerous aura closing in.

That was enough to prove that the combined full power attacks of these Players could potentially inflict fatal damage on him.

What interested him even more was the Binding Spell cast by the female Warlock. It was very strong.

Under the effect of this skill, he could not even use Kings Gambit to swap positions with Human Asura.

Vision Deprivation was also not a mental illusion. It truly deprived him of his sight temporarily. Otherwise, with Human Asura’s characteristics, he would have been completely immune.

"You are qualified."

At this critical moment, Asagiri actually said those words first, his tone filled with satisfaction.

Then, Human Asura in the distance suddenly transformed into streams of dark red patterns, rapidly covering his body.

"Man-Demon Mode."

"It hurts... How could this..."

The Binding Spell was forcibly broken, and the Warlock type female Player suffered severe backlash. Her head ached as if it were splitting open, and her vision blurred.

Due to the backlash against her mental strength, she could no longer maintain Vision Deprivation.

After regaining his sight, Asagiri’s gaze fell on the Players who were about to attack him.

A mental pressure even stronger than before, almost suffocating in intensity, instantly descended.

The Players froze in place, their bodies stiff and unable to move.

"It’s over."

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