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

Chapter 388: Chapter 192: Unprecedented, the War for Talent

[Ding! You have broken the all-time highest winning streak record. Mission reward progress has reached 50%!]

Lin Ye silently calculated.

During this time, he had swallowed an Asking Dust pill every day without fail, and his spiritual awakening progress had slowly increased by about 25%.

Adding the guaranteed 50% from the mission, he had already secured 75% progress.

Only the final 25% remained.

’I have to max out this last bit of progress in the upcoming battles. There’s no room for error!’

Time ticked by, second by second.

This matchmaking session was longer than any before.

Seven minutes...

Eight minutes...

Finally, as it neared the nine-minute mark, the crisp notification sound rang out again.

The map loaded.

Broken walls and crumbling ruins, with signal fires blazing across the sky.

This was a map set against the backdrop of an ancient Great Wall, filled with an air of desolation and grim slaughter.

The countdown ended.

Before Dong Dongchen could even announce the opponent’s ID and rank,

the young man with dual blades standing opposite Lin Ye let out an incredibly excited shout.

"Haha! I finally got matched with you! Goblin Soldiers!"

"If I beat you, does that make me the number one player in Martial Arts Peak?"

"Ha—"

The second "ha" was still stuck in his throat, unable to fully escape.

The young man’s vision blurred, and the opponent who had been standing dozens of meters away simply vanished.

He didn’t even have time for a horrified thought to form.

The next moment, before the eyes of nearly two million viewers in the stream and everyone in the Firewood Martial Hall conference room, the upper body of the dual-blading youth exploded into a cloud of blood mist without any warning!

He didn’t even have time to scream.

Lin Ye’s figure, holding the Star-Piercing Spear in one hand, slowly materialized.

He didn’t even glance at his opponent, who was dissolving into a stream of light.

BOOM—!!!

A deafening roar echoed across the entire battlefield.

Everyone watched in horror as a massive, ten-meter-wide hole appeared on the city wall behind where the youth had been standing—a hole that went straight through!

Sunlight streamed in from the other side of the hole, illuminating every last speck of flying dust.

The aftershock of that single spear strike was terrifying to behold!

This scene showcased the pure destructive power Lin Ye could unleash in the most shocking way imaginable!

An instant kill!

Another one-shot kill!

His first battle after breaking the all-time record!

Facing a top genius ranked 287th on the New Star Sequence!

And it was still just one spear strike!

The stream chat fell deathly silent.

Everyone had assumed that at this level, in these top-tier matches between titans, such overwhelming, one-sided instant kills would no longer happen.

But Lin Ye’s actions told them otherwise.

In the face of absolute power, there are no "top-tier matches."

Everything is the same.

"So..."

Dong Dongchen murmured to himself as an irrepressible question surfaced in his mind.

’He could have instantly killed Qin Wushuang from the very beginning...’

’Why did he hold back at first...?’

He couldn’t understand it, but he didn’t need to.

He only knew that the young man on the screen was no longer chasing history.

"He has already surpassed the history of the past."

"Now... he is creating his own history!"

The chat exploded.

"Who the hell can even stop him?!"

"Chen! Stop staring! Use your connections! Go get the number one player!"

"Or just contact the Martial Arts Peak officials directly! Move him from the Great Xia District to the world server! Let all the geniuses from around the globe have a go at him!"

Watching the uproarious chat, Dong Dongchen just shook his head with a wry smile.

"Guys, come on, be serious."

"I’m just a small fry. My connections are completely useless in his current league..."

"Alright, that’s enough. Let’s just keep watching!"

Just then, a hurried ringing from a cellphone suddenly sounded out through the stream.

Dong Dongchen glanced at the caller ID, initially intending to hang up.

But the moment he saw the caller’s name, he froze, and his heart skipped a beat.

Not daring to delay for even a second, he quickly made a "shushing" gesture to the viewers and muted his microphone.

He answered the call cautiously.

The stream chat was instantly flooded with a dense wall of question marks.

Everyone was curious whose call could make Chen so nervous.

Several minutes later.

Dong Dongchen hung up the phone.

He didn’t immediately turn his microphone back on. Instead, he sat in his chair, stunned, for a long time, as if digesting some incredibly shocking news.

Only when the chat’s urging grew more intense did he seem to snap out of his daze and unmute his mic.

He took a deep breath, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

Then, he slowly dropped a bombshell.

"Everyone... the person who just called me..."

"...was a high-level executive from the Kunlun Martial Hall’s headquarters, from the Recruitment Department."

"He contacted me through my father..."

"He wants my help contacting Goblin Soldiers. Kunlun... is interested in signing him directly."

"And he also said that as long as the contact information I provide is real and works, Kunlun will give me a generous reward!"

The moment he said this, the surging tide of comments in the chat once again came to a bizarre halt.

Kunlun?

The Kunlun Martial Hall, the one famous for only accepting geniuses from top-tier families and for practicing elitism to its core?

They’re actually proactively contacting a streamer to sign a rookie of unknown origin?

After a brief, dead silence, a tsunami of comments erupted!

"HOLY SHIT?! Did I hear that right? Kunlun?!"

"This is insane! Doesn’t Kunlun never recruit through public channels? They only select the most outstanding direct descendants from top martial arts families with centuries of history!"

"Yeah! My cousin was incredibly talented and wanted to join Kunlun back in the day, but he couldn’t even get his foot in the door because his family background wasn’t prominent enough. It still pisses me off. Why is Kunlun so damn arrogant?"

"To the guy above, get real. Kunlun follows a pure-elite path. The resources and Cultivation Techniques they command are all top-tier, so of course, the quality of their talent is higher."

"I heard Kunlun won the exchange matches against Xinhuo last year and the year before..."

"You can say they lack a human touch, but you can’t say they aren’t strong! To be personally scouted by Kunlun... the prestige that carries is honestly a little terrifying!"

"Kunlun themselves have entered the fray! I bet Xinhuo can’t sit still now, either, right?"

"In my lifetime! I actually get to see the two giants, Xinhuo and Kunlun, fight a bidding war over a rookie!"

In the stream chat, the topic of the Kunlun Martial Hall had completely ignited everyone’s passion for discussion.

Dong Dongchen quietly picked up his phone under the desk, his fingertips tapping rapidly on the screen as he sent a message to Long Bohan.

[Danger! Kunlun’s making an unprecedented move to poach him! What are you guys going to do?]

The instant he sent it, his phone vibrated. Long Bohan’s reply was immediate.

[My supervisor is going crazy. I’ve never seen him this anxious.]

[He’s already gone to headquarters to apply for an S-rank contract slot. You didn’t expose his real name and identity, did you?]

Dong Dongchen could feel Long Bohan’s anxiety just by reading the words on the screen.

He quickly replied.

[Of course not. I was scared to death myself. When my dad told me a Kunlun executive was looking for me, I almost lost my mind. I could barely speak straight when I took the call.]

Long Bohan’s message came through again.

[Who was it you spoke with? Do you know their name?]

[No idea. I just know they must also be from the Recruitment Department.]

This time, Long Bohan went silent.

Dong Dongchen received no further reply.

He understood that his childhood friend had probably already started investigating immediately.

Because of Lin Ye alone, the undercurrents between the two giants, Xinhuo and Kunlun, began to surge violently.

Dong Dongchen put away his phone and turned his attention back to the stream, only to be taken aback.

In the short minute or two he had been texting, Lin Ye’s match had already ended.

His opponent had dissolved into motes of light, and the cold system notification announced the end of yet another battle.

His maximum winning streak had silently reached 168 matches and was now hurtling toward an even more terrifying number!

At the same time, a system notification sounded clearly in Lin Ye’s mind.

[Ding! Winning Streak Challenge mission progress +5.27%!]

A thought stirred in Lin Ye’s mind.

’The system’s rewards really are generous.’

’Now, every win gives me a direct 5% increase in my awakening progress.’

He silently calculated that at this rate, he only needed to win four more matches to get the mission progress to 100%.