MMORPG: I Can See Hidden Information

Panda Novel

Rhode hurriedly charged with brute force.

Boom!

But just as he took a step forward, the undead's powerful force repelled him. Barbarians were a Class with high HP and defense, so they were the most difficult to repel. How could he not be able to defeat a summoned creature?!

Without waiting for Rhode to react, the two undead approached him and delivered attacks from the flank.

Rhode fell to the ground.

"Can you still fight?" A staff from below stage came up and asked Rhode.

How could Rhode admit defeat? Of course, he was stubborn, but his body couldn't hold him up any longer.

The outcome had been decided.

"Mike wins!" The staff announced the result.

Those who didn't think highly of Mike looked at him again in shock. Those who were qualified to participate in the sparring session seemed to have some ability.

This was a true fact, even for the rookies.

"Not only did Mike win... He even won so easily."

"I can't accept it."

At first, no one thought highly of Mike. Now, it was like they had all been slapped in the face.

Many people held their breaths and felt very unhappy.

It was already very embarrassing to make a mistake in judgment, it made things worse when the person who they had mistaken was called Mike.

It was a double whammy.

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Why was it that every time they were slapped in the face, it was from someone called Mike?

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Was the name Mike, poisonous?

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...

The people who came to watch the battle were not only the students and teachers of all grades, there were also the higher-ups of Tyrone Academy and other academies, people from various other high-level academies, and a few people with special identities.

Their main goal was to find budding students from this sparring sesion, and they were here to watch every battle.

Mike's battle was only one out of the countless sparring matches, but it received a lot of attention.

"Both of the undead that Mike summoned are pretty good."

"Their skill levels should be very high."

"Not really, he's only around Level 20. It's not that high."

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"Then, he probably caught a special undead."

At this point, they couldn't help but shake their heads.

Even though this could be considered powerful, it looked too much like a trick.

This method of relying on external trickery was not something that any of the advanced academies were interested in.

"After all, he just joined the academy. It's likely he could participate in the sparring session only because of his tricks."

"Pay attention to the others. As for Mike, he was only winning through trickery at the moment. He doesn't even have the qualifications to join an advanced academy yet."

The few of them chatted briefly and they generally gave up on Mike.

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At the top of a tall building, one could overlook the entire Ledda City from up here.

At this moment, there were a few mysterious people with extremely powerful auras standing there.

"Huh?"

At this moment, an old man's gaze shifted to Mike and he frowned.

"Mike? He has Gold-Tier potential. He's alright. It's just that he's too weak at the moment. At the very least, he doesn't have the qualifications to join any of the advanced academies at this time," The middle-aged man beside him noticed the old man's gaze and said.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." The old man shook his head.

The old man actually denied it.

Although the middle-aged man's status was lower and his strength was weaker than the old man's, in terms of foresight and judgment, the middle-aged man was confident in what he said.

At the very least, it would not be a problem for him to judge a newcomer at Mike's level.

"Sometimes simple judgments are usually correct. Complex thinking will increasingly deviate from the truth," the middle-aged man said.

"You think that my judgment is wrong?" The old man asked with interest.

"You usually have geniuses around you, so naturally, anyone would see that and know that it's not easy to make judgments. But, Tyrone Academy is so small. The only person worth observing is Freddy," the middle-aged man said.

"We shall see," the old man said with a smile.

The old man was actually not too sure of Mike's strength, but he just felt that something was off.

Because...

The two undead that was summoned didn't look like they were captured, they looked like they were simply gathered by skills.

Others might not understand this, but the old man, who was a high-level Necromancer, was quite clear about it.

He suspected... that Mike's level wasn't as simple as it looked.

It was very likely that he was around Level 40! Or even higher!

"It's already amazing that Mike was able to meet Freddy," the middle-aged man said. "The others know how powerful the undead are, so they definitely won't entangle themselves with the summoned creatures anymore."

...

The sparring session continued.

The first round.

Then the second round.

...

Finally, it was Mike's turn again.

After the previous battle, the news of Mike relying on the undead had already spread and the opponent was already prepared.

When Mike summoned the undead, the opponent avoided the undead and directly attacked Mike. As long as the summoner was defeated, the summoned creatures would naturally disappear no matter how strong they were.

However, the opponent realized in despair that he could not dodge the undead. Both the undead were like iron walls, fast and strong in defense.

The opponent tried his best, but he could not even take a step past the two.

This time, everyone realized completely, how powerful Mike's undead was. An Assassin could not even use stealth to bypass the undead.

"It looks like Mike will be entering the finals..."

"Who can withstand this kind of undead?"

...

The middle-aged man was stunned. He didn't expect the undead to be so powerful.

"Alright, looks like he'll be able to meet Freddy."

The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly. "But, I still retain my original opinion. This kind of trickery that only relies on external forces won't get him far, he doesn't have the qualifications to join any of the advanced academies now."

In the old man's opinion, he felt that Mike wasn't that simple of a person. This was likely because the old man was able to see how powerful the undead was, while the middle-aged man couldn't.

That should have been the difference.

Yet, the middle-aged man still chose to refute.

"Is that so? Let's continue watching," the old man said with a smile.

The middle-aged man frowned.

Could it be that Mike still had a trump card?

And he couldn't see it at all?

"Okay then, let's continue watching." The middle-aged man was unwilling to accept defeat.

He didn't want to believe that he couldn't even see through such a lowly person like Mike.

...

The sparring session continued.

When it came to the next opponent, the other party raised his hand in protest.

"I object, this isn't fair!"

The young man said loudly, "His undead isn't of his level at all. This kind of trick isn't fair at all! Nor is it reasonable!"

Someone raised such a protest, and immediately, countless people followed.

No one wanted to face two of these powerful undead, and they hoped to get rid of them.

"This protest is useless, the art of summoning is a part of one's own strength. If this isn't fair, then the Assassin's stealth isn't fair either. Every Class has its own unfair method. Then there's no need to compete anymore," the referee replied.

"D*mn it..." the opponent was depressed.

But, to his surprise, Mike also raised his hand.

"Since everyone thinks it's unfair, I won't summon them," Mike said.

Mike's reason for doing so was very simple. He had a rough understanding of these people's strengths. They were not his opponents at all.

He could stand still and easily win if he summoned creatures. If he didn't summon them, he could use his skills to win again.

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These words caused a stir.

"Mike isn't summoning anymore?"

"He's cutting off his own arms!"

"D*mn, he can still walk on because he relied on his summoning. If he is not relying on that, wouldn't he be giving away free wins?"

"That's so stupid."

The opponent was also very happy.

It was clearly not against the rules, but he actually foolishly took the initiative to give up.

Such an idiot did exist.

"Haha, you brought this on yourself, I won't hold back anymore..." this person laughed excitedly.

"Poison Arrow."

Boom!

People stopped laughing at Mike.

Their smiles were frozen on their faces.