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Chapter 35: World Champions

Chapter 35: World Champions

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The victory screen flashed before the match timer even reached the halfway mark.

"..."

Silence.

An eerie, total silence descended across the iconic Metlife Stadium.

Even the commentators were left speechless for a few moments.

They looked at the time, and they felt even more flabbergasted.

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"My God...!!!"

"14 minutes! 14 actual minutes to finish the Warstar RPG World Championship final, what a freaking game!" The commentators finally recovered from their momentary shock as they raved about the Chinese display.

"Utter domination!"

"Utter humiliation, what a game!"

"Ladies and gentlemen..., this is Warstar!"

"The only video game in the world sophisticated enough to enable skill reflect in its full glory so evidently, what a spectacle it was!"

"Befitting of the penultimate game of the World Championship!"

"U.S.A decimated, Meng Yu Wa and his China sainted!"

"They are now Immortals!"

"Meng Wu Ya and his teammates, their name is forever entrenched in the history of the first edition of the Warstar RPG World Championship!"

While the commentators raved, the fans finally recovered.

Most of them were still in shock. Some cheered, others simply sat in stunned silence; this wasn’t a battle, this was a f*cking execution!

At some point, even the usually fluent and eloquent commentators struggled to put in the right words to describe what they just witnessed.

Team China didn’t just win, they annihilated the hosts, Team U.S.A, not giving a damn about their status.

They were ruthless and competitive, relentless till the end.

It was some time already since the victory screen flashed but the pro players were yet to come out of their gaming booths. Not giving a damn about their emotional state, the camera cut to the Team U.S.A players without mercy.

Some shook their heads in disbelief, others sat motionless, staring at their screens with hollow eyes, unable to process what just happened.

But the real focus was on Team China’s Blademaster, the Captain, Meng Wu Ya. The handsome Chinese was as composed as ever, barely acknowledging the destruction that he just unleashed in the game.

He didn’t celebrate even as his teammates celebrated around him, neither did he smile. But there was a subtle hint of a smirk on his face.

Clearly, even he was giddy at this achievement.

But the commentators misread his composed demeanor though. "God Meng Wu Ya, the King of Warstar!"

"I once heard that there’s a Godfather of Warstar somewhere in England, f*ck that, this is the real Godfather!"

"Just see the look on his face. To him, this wasn’t a challenge at all".

"This was just another step towards absolute victory!"

This was Meng Wu Ya’s moment and he was not polite, he basked in it even as he and his teammates finally came out of the gaming booth.

A few minutes later...

The arena was electric with the energy of thousands of roaring fans.

Spotlights danced across the stage, illuminating the massive championship trophy, an imposing structure of gleaming obsidian and radiant gold, crowned with a swirling core of arcane energy.

The tournament’s grand stage, now set for the award ceremony was a spectacle of flashing lights, cascading fireworks, and dramatic orchestral music.

The commentators’ voices boomed across the Metlife Stadium, recapping the tournament’s most unforgettable moments from day 1, Dain Ironvalor’s unbreakable defense, Team U.S.A Psychics’ mind-warping abilities that led to the upset against Team Japan, and then Meng Wu Ya’s absolute domination.

All of it was memorable.

And now, it was time to honor the warriors who fought to the very end.

"3rd position, Team England".

As the announcer called their name, Team England who were dressed in casual clothes today stepped into the podium, earning their rightful place as the tournament’s third-place finishers.

There was no third-place battle, the third-place finisher was decided through certain parameters that are set by the Warstar World Championship committee, and they were the ones who choose Team England ahead of Team Japan as the third-place finishers.

Gabriel, Team England’s indomitable captain led the team forward, standing tall despite the bruises of battle that he sustained in this tournament.

Watching them climb the stage, the crowd erupted in respect.

Team England had fought like warriors across their 1st and 2nd round battles, refusing to back down even against impossible odds.

Replays of their epic duels flashed across the big screen, showing their fire, resilience, and their never-say-die spirit.

Captain Gabriel was given the opportunity to say a few words to the fans after their bronze medals were handed to them.

Facing the camera, he smiled apologetically. "To our fans back home, sorry we could not bring home the big trophy".

"But I promise you, next season, we’ll definitely bring it home!" He grinned.

"We may not have won today, but we will return!"

After team England, Team U.S.A stepped onto the second-highest podium, their silver medals glinting under the stadium lights.

Though their final battle ended in brutal defeat, they had fought their way to the grand finals cleverly with skill, precision, and strategy.

The were deserving of respect.

The 2 Psychic controllers stood side by side, their expressions unreadable. The Blademaster controller despite suffering a humbling loss against Meng Wu Ya remained composed, his mind already replaying the match, analyzing every move.

Afterall, they were professional eSports players.

The Mechanic controller, Team U.S.A’s captain exchanged quiet words with the Cleric controller, acknowledging the battles that they survived.

As the silver medals were placed around their necks, the crowd roared in appreciation. They may have fallen in the final, but they definitely pushed further than most could ever dream of in this tournament.

They accepted their fate with pride.

For U.S.A, a country that was a relatively new adopter of the revolutionary video game, Warstar, making it all the way to the final was a big achievement.

And then, the moment that the world has been waiting for...

The stadium lights dimmed for a brief moment, and when they flashed back on, the golden spotlights landed on Team China, the victors.

The undisputed champions. World champions.

The music swelled to a triumphant crescendo as they stepped onto the highest podium, their gold medals shimmering like crowns of glory.

The crowd was deafening, chanting their names, their cheers echoing across the entire arena.

At the center of it all stood the Blademaster controller, Meng Wu Ya.

His expression remained unreadable, his eyes cold and calculating, as if this was merely an inevitability, as if there was never any doubt in him standing in this podium from the beginning of the tournament.

...

Somewhere in Birmingham City, England...

"Pretentious!" Aria grumbled angrily. "So f*cking pretentious, and he’s not even the best Blademaster! If he’s so good, let him come PK with me!"

"Hehe," Benjamin chuckled in a good-natured manner. "He reminds me of my peak; his aura is not quite as peak as mine was though".

Genevieve sighed in exasperation, glaring at him.

In silence, from the monitor, Noah listened as everything transpired, for the first time in a while lamenting why he was stuck in the game and could not witness everything that was happening normally.

...

Metlife Stadium, New Jersey, U.S.A...

Under the spotlights of a whole generation of Warstar-playing fans, Meng Wu Ya stepped forward, his gloved hands gripping the trophy’s base and with a single effortless motion, he lifted it high above his head.

BOOM!

The entire arena exploded into pure euphoria.

Fireworks burst across the sky, golden confetti rained down, and the tournament’s anthem roared through the speakers.

Meng Wu Ya’s teammates stood beside him, their faces reflecting relief, triumph, and pride.

The Summoner controller raised a fist, the Launcher grinned and pumped his arms in victory, while the Elementalist and Cleric controllers exchanged knowing glances, basking in the moment.

They enjoyed it in their own various ways.

At that moment, they were untouchable. They were legends.

The cameras flashed, the world watched, and the history books were written.

This was their coronation.

They are the Kings of the arena.

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