Horny Assassin''s crazy victory set the mood of the tournament on a high.


    "Horny!" "Horny!" "Horny!"


    Even as he left the battle arena, his fans kept on yelling his name excitedly.


    After the 4th individual battle of the day, it was break time before the next battle which would be the first team battle of the week. Despite it being break time, few yers left to go do other things, the others stayed doggedly behind.


    The voices of Horny Assassin''s fans were soon drowned by the extremely excited voices of an even more avid fan base.


    "Fish Trout!" "Fish Trout!" "Fish Trout!"


    "Desert Gust, you''re the best!"


    "All hail the Berserker God!"


    "All hail his sidekick, Saber Tongue!"


    "We''re the best team in the tournament!"


    "It''sing home!"


    They were not the only ones who cheered though, others also cheered.


    "Eh! Eh! Eh! We''re the Mountain Shakers!"


    "Eh! Eh! Eh! We''re the Mountain Shakers!"


    "We''ll level every mountain!"


    "Shatter every rock!"


    "Tear any obstacle!"


    "Rip apart any team!"


    "And we''ll feast on their remains!"


    To others, it sounded cringey but to them, this was their war song.


    These enthusiastic and loyal fans were not just chanting, they were singing at the top of their voices in support of their team just to eclipse the incredible amount of noise that was being made by the opposing team fans.


    Their voices were loud as they cheered despite the fact that it would still be a few dozen minutes before the battle wouldmence.


    The reason for this much excitement was because after a time since the tournament started, it was finally the quarterfinals and for the first time, 2 teams with a powerful history and pro yers was about to go head-to-head.


    The Mountain Breakers professional game club was among the top 5 clubs in the Chinese gamemunity, and they had a huge fan base.


    For the quarterfinals, the fans of both popr game clubs came in their full glory and fanfare to support their teams in a bid to qualify for the semifinals.


    The atmosphere was fiery.


    [Quarterfinals Team Battle Fixture:]


    [Team Fish Trout vs Team Mountain Shakers!]


    As soon as the team names were announced, the atmosphere turned even more raucous. When the yers finally came out of their tunnels to the battle arena, for a brief moment, it seemed like an earthquake was imminent.


    The cheers of the enthusiastic fans flew through the roof.


    "So energetic…" Saber Tonguemented in a fascinated tone.


    "That is the power of our fans". Desert Gust grinned with pride.


    "Bask in this moment, you''ll get used to it". He turned to look at his apprentice. "Don''t get overwhelmed by the pressure, that''ll be a shame to our profession as rapid-mouthed and astute-ded warriors".


    Saber Tongue grinned at his mentor''s use of words; he loved it.


    Desert Gust chuckled at his reaction even as he continued. "Bask in the cheers and learn to channel it into morebat power".


    Desert Gust''s words seemed to have been made up in the moment but Saber Tongue took his mentor''s words seriously, he meditated on them for a long time.


    "Start!"


    Instantly after the familiar A.I voice reverberated and the gong was hit, the pro yers of the Fish Trout team reacted in a well-nned manner as they arranged themselves into a previously nned battle formation.


    Both Desert Gust and Saber Tongue were Pugilists, they were the go-to damage dealers of the Fish Trout pro team.


    Apart from both, there was a healing Elementalist, and 2 Summoners. One of the Summoners was also a new recruit to the team like Saber Tongue.


    Over the months, the pro Blue Autumn team already changed a lot.


    Unlike the Fish Trout team, the Mountain Breakers like their name was a purely damage-oriented team. Their Captain, Rogue Berserker was a Pugilist including 2 others, the other 2 were heavy AOE damage-dealing Elementalists.


    Instantly after the battlemenced, a familiar voice was heard.


    "Senior, our fans are more than your fans!" Saber Tongue initiated the battle of words at the very first second.


    "…"


    "Their voice is so weak, even your supporters are so weak, sigh…"


    "How can you even fight on their behalf when they have so little enthusiasm?"


    "Fighting for them must be so draining, sigh…, what a poor boy".


    "I don''t envy you".


    "Sigh…, I pity you".


    "…!"


    Rogue Berserker kept to the n as he took deep breaths to calm himself.


    Despite the fact that this was not enough to rile him up yet, taking deep breaths was a ritual now to him since he was sure that when the going gets tough, this was probably his only hope of keeping himself sane.


    "Keep a cool head". He warned his yers.


    "Don''t fall for their tricks, wait for my signal".


    "We have more damage-dealing yers, we have the advantage".


    Slowly and calctedly, the yers of both sides jogged towards each other as they closed the distance. As soon as they crossed a point, Rogue Berserker finally gave the signal. "Now!"


    Whoosh!


    All yers of the Mountain Breakers team charged out.


    "Your Sister!" Desert Gust suddenly roared.


    This roar was timed so impably with the time that they decided to move that for a brief moment, the yers of the Mountain Breakers team hesitated, feeling that something big just happened.


    "Your Dad!" Desert Gust roared again.


    "Your Real Dad!" Saber Tonguepleted the wordbo.


    "…" They were left speechless.


    ''What the heck is he doing?''


    For a brief moment, they tried toprehend what Desert Gust meant by his words, this was their biggest regret.


    When the yers of the Mountain Breakers team finally recovered, they were no longer facing just 5 yers, they were facing an army of beasts.


    "Hehe…, you''ve lost". Saber Tongueughed ruthlessly.


    "You have no fans, you have no numbers, why even fight?"


    "You''re vastly outnumbered by more than 10 to 1".<novelnext></novelnext>


    Rogue Berserker gritted his teeth as he tried to instill confidence into his teammates. "Don''t listen to them…"


    "Your Dad!"


    Rogue Berserker finally snapped. "Do not insult my Dad!"


    He barely spoke when the sword light of a gigantic broad sword shed towards him. Shocked, this Berserker tried to dodge but he managed to dodge the broad sword only to be caught by the de edge of a sharp saber.


    "Got you loser!"


    "I told you to give up, don''t waste your energy and talents".


    Rogue Berserker was shocked. ''How did they get here so fast?!''


    He looked ahead only to see Desert Gust and Saber Tongue still jogging towards themckadaisically. ''Are those shapeshifting beasts?''


    He realized this toote, Desert Gust and Saber Tongue was already in their midst. By making the 2 shapeshifting beasts stand in as Desert Gust and Saber Tongue, they were unable to react to the 2 Pugilist''s lightning-fast move.


    Apart from their crazy sword skills, these 2 yers had another talent that made it even more paramount to never allow them invade your formation…, the unbeatable power of trash-talking.


    Rogue Berserker felt despair. ''What ability is this?''


    ''They didn''t show this in previous battles''.


    He felt frustrated but he could do nothing, it already started.


    "Take this!"


    "Take that!"


    "Eat that!"


    "F*ck that!"


    "Sh*t that!"


    "You thunderf*cker!"


    "You motherf*cker!"


    "Daddy''s piglet!"


    "…!" Rogue Berserker fumed.


    Once thisbo started, it was already toote.


    Otilo, it was gone.


    "Shameless Senior!"


    "You can''t evennd a hit, so inurate!"


    "Can''t even hold your sword straight, how is your girlfriend happy?"


    "Damn, how dare I assume that you have a girlfriend?"


    "No girl is foolish enough to ept an inurate prator like you".


    Saber Tongue''s words were more personal and piercing.


    "…!"


    Smoke literally starteding out of Rogue Berserker''s head.


    "You…!"


    In the end, the Captain became the one to break formation first. "I''ll kill you! How dare you insult my performance in bed?"


    Bam! Bam! Bam!


    He attacked aggressively but Saber Tongue was more thanpetent enough to protect himself, and his mouth attacks never relented once.


    "Hehe…, still can''t even prate urately when angry".


    "You''re a useless boyfriend!"


    This Captain finally lost it. "Die…!"


    Thebo of Saber Tongue and Desert Gust was a deadly one.


    With Desert Gust yelling words, with some being even incoherent just to mess with his opponents, he was able to disrupt his opponents to the extent where their Captain was no longer able to direct his teammates.


    Not just that, his crazy bbering messed with their concentration.


    While he focused on dealing with their concentration, Saber Tongue focused on dealing the real emotional damage.


    Unlike his mentor, this younger yer was much more capable of thinking up those words on the spot that could bring out the real resentments of an opponent. His words were always able to rile up his opponents.


    It was like he had a taunt hallow switched on at all times.


    His mouth was so lethal that it seemed even sharper than a de.


    Not just that, both Pugilists hovering so close to the enemies was dangerous but they were not killed immediately. First, at such close proximity, the enemy Elementalists dared not use AOE abilities least they deal coteral damage.


    This instantly reduced much of the lethality of the Elementalists.


    Despite this, the 3 enemy Pugilists were still dangerous. Despite the damage that they received, the only reason why they survived was due to their healing Elementalist who worked overtime to keep both of them alive.


    Apart from that, the horde of tamed beasts from the 2 Summoners was able to fill the battle arena, turning it even more rowdy to destabilize the opponents.


    In this rowdy atmosphere, Saber Tongue and Desert Gust thrived.


    In no time, Saber Tongue''s tongue nuked the enemy Captain.


    Once Rogue Berserker lost it, his team instantly lost cohesion. What followed next was easy to guess, Rogue Berserker was isted from his teammates and like a well-oiled machine, the Fish Trout yers started picking them off in istion.


    The first enemy yer died, there was no retaliation.


    The 2nd enemy yer died, there was no retaliation.


    The 3rd died, there was retaliation but it was weak.


    By the time that the substitute 6th yer of the Mountain Breakers could arrive on the battle arena, the 4th yer already died.


    This was when Saber Tongue also died after an impressive disy.


    Even in death, he still dealt crazy ssh damage.


    "Even in death, my tongue is far sharper than anything that you can ever disy to your girlfriends in the other room".


    "Friendly advice, breakup before you suffer heartbreak".


    Rogue Berserker was so destabilized that he could not mount aeback.


    Not just that, the opponent fans were also more avid as time went on.


    "Trash-talk!" "Trash-talk!" "Trash-talk!"


    They hailed their yers on at the top of their voices.


    In the end, like Saber Tongue taunted, Rogue Berserker simply lost motivation and gave up. Despite his powerful individual skill, he was only able tost so much alongside hisst teammate till they were both killed.


    The Fish Trout team secured a convincing victory.


    Desert Gust faced his fans and haters, he raised his right hand before showing a clenched fist. "The power of trash-talking!"


    The enemy fans grimaced; their fans erupted in ecstasy.