Chapter 240: I’m Just Doing Some Stuff, Not Anything Major
When two fighters of similar skill engage, the ultimate showdown often comes down to their physical attributes.
In simpler terms, it’s all about those stats!
The one with higher stats uses up 99 for a hit but dishes out 101 in damage, while the one with lower stats flips that around.
So, over time, the one with the better numbers will gradually gain the upper hand.
Now, between Elia and Isaac, guess who’s got the short end of the stat stick? That’s right, it’s Elia.
Neither can truly overpower the other right now, but if it drags on like this, Elia’s the one who’s gonna be in hot water.
She has to make a move before her weakness becomes painfully obvious.
Elia knows Isaac very well, and, naturally, Isaac knows Elia just as well.
Their strategies and patterns are practically an open book to each other.
So how can she switch things up to make an impact?
The answer? Go all out!
Normal tactics? Forget it! Only by throwing caution to the wind and going all-in could she snag a slim chance of survival.
As Elia made her move, Isaac sensed it immediately.
He wisely opted to play it safe and stick to his tried-and-true tactics; after all, he had the advantage.
Then, just like that, his defense got ripped open!
Elia, sacrificing her own palm in a risky assault, managed to damage Isaac’s right arm.
Sure, both of them were hurt, but a right arm injury packs a heavier punch when it comes to fighting prowess.
But alas, in the last moment, Isaac saw through her scheme and the damage was pretty minor.
Isaac stepped back, emotionless, giving his arm a casual glance, then shrugged it off. “Elia, you’re getting a little desperate.”
“I can’t be as composed as my elder brother. That’s just my belief!”
With that, Elia rushed in again.
She was all about that self-detonation strategy!
What’s a battle of attack and defense? It’s either I attack and you defend, or we both just go at it!
This time, Elia started to really pressure Isaac.
From the sidelines, Yuliya perked up.
Oh boy, did she know this vibe!
Going all out? Now that’s Yuliya’s specialty!
When faced with a tough opponent, exploding into chaos is a brilliant strategy.
Just like that level 40 big fox in the Ruinous Country—normally no chance whatsoever.
But once you blow it all up, we can take a leap off a cliff together. At worst, it’s a trade of one for one!
And hey, I’ve got survival tools, and you’ve got health locks, but I can predict your tricks, and guess what? I win in the end.
Now, the situation before her felt somewhat similar. Not quite cliff-jumping, but a similar trade-off was definitely on the table.
Does Elia have a lifesaver? She must!
And what about Isaac? He might have one too.
If everything goes swimmingly, it’ll all come down to who can hold their breath and have a backup plan for the final blow.
But as Yuliya watched, her brows furrowed.
This doesn’t seem like an easy explosion…
With a mindless beast, you can easily script some tricks to make it go boom, but with an equally cunning opponent, you’re not the one in control.
Elia’s offensive became more fierce, but Isaac started dodging like a pro.
In battle, besides attack and defense, you’ve got the option to dodge.
If a mighty hit gets dodged, it leaves the attacker wide open for some deadly counter-attacks.
And it’s a flaw that can’t be avoided.
Isaac was extra cautious; any counterattack was just a taste, playing it safe and not greedy, giving not a single opportunity.
He wanted to steadily edge his way to victory.
But the starting question always loomed—these two knew each other too well.
In a fight where their plays are practically laid bare, even the tiniest edge could snowball into a landslide.
Isaac initially had just a slight strength advantage, which gradually forced Elia into a risky offensive.
And we all know risks lead to mistakes, and mistakes could plunge her into an even deeper mess.
If they were two strangers going head-to-head, that sliver of advantage could be overlooked, right there in the thick of the action.
But between familiar faces, there’s no room for those lucky reactions; the strong have already calculated everything in their heads.
That’s the status quo; that’s fate for you.
Elia was all too aware of this.
Yet, with no other options, she had no choice but to go all out and gamble for that slim chance of survival.
This was so different from Yuliya.
Yuliya only took risks when she was over 80% confident. She meticulously calculated everything that could go wrong, never relying on unforeseen variables.
She had a knack for seeing what others missed, predicting when others were clueless, and deriving the inevitable outcome.
If she didn’t have the confidence, she would utter that classic line—“How about we just run?”
She was all about playing it safe.
But in this particular scenario, there was absolutely no way Elia could run.
So the final result was likely to be—
Elia might lose!
Yuliya could see this future clearly.
Going up against a level 60, faced with a foe eerily similar to herself, this was already a near-impossible battle.
“I’ve got to figure out how to help Elia.”
Yuliya scrunched her brows in thought.
How to help?
There were no other allies in this secret realm; it was just her, and she was the only one with a chance to assist.
But diving in to help would be tricky; her level was too low.
Her attacks couldn’t even stir a breeze if they tried.
If only she could break through the level 30 cap and actually deal some damage, then she’d have a shot.
Wait a minute… that level… there might actually be a way!
Yuliya shot a glance at her bag and spotted something good inside.
Now, the remaining question was how to get involved.
A direct approach? No way! Just transforming from a mere inconspicuous insect into a buzzing annoyance wouldn’t make them take her seriously.
Strong folks can crush a fly with barely a thought; ignoring the buzz is child’s play.
For Yuliya’s attacks to land, she needed one thing—ambush.
And it had to be while the opponent was completely unprepared, practically with open arms.
Given Isaac’s cautious nature, creating such an opportunity was not something Elia could manage.
Plus, Elia had no clue that someone was watching her every move.
More bait was needed.
So where does one find this bait?
Yuliya looked down at herself.
Is there anything more suitable than a little loli to use as bait?
While being the bait herself, she could also stage an ambush… now that’s not a bad idea!
Yuliya sighed, then in her heart murmured, “Sorry, even though you and I have no beef, I like Elia better.”
With everything prepped, she began waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
