# Chapter 99: Just Practice More
When Fiery Conflict Across the Sky regained his vision, he found himself standing in front of the trial tower.
He noticed the NPCs around him were in a bit of a panic and chaos.
Before he could even ask what was going on, the system notification chimed in first.
Ding! Congratulations… you have completed the first three levels of the Heroic Spirit Trial Tower, and your reward is 8,000 experience points.
Only eight thousand? How can it be this little?!
Just as Fiery Conflict Across the Sky was about to curse, the system’s notification continued.
Due to willful destruction caused in the Heroic Spirit Trial Tower, your reward has been halved; you actually gained 4,000 experience points.
“…”
Fiery Conflict Across the Sky wanted to explode with anger, but he could almost feel the gritting of teeth in the latter half of the notification.
It was just a mechanical voice, yet somehow it carried emotions. What a strange phenomenon!
So, he wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.
Once he confirmed there were no more follow-ups from the system, he breathed a sigh of relief.
As he turned around to reflect on the whole operation, he couldn’t help but facepalm.
It’s over, all of it is over!
The live room’s final viewership was nearing a million, all eyes had been glued to his embarrassing escapades since he started getting beat up on the second level.
How could he even show his face in the main city now?
He needed to think of a way to divert the attention.
While he pondered this, a group of NPCs gathered around him.
Looking at their stance, it was as if they were preventing him from escaping.
The first to speak was a high-ranking member of the Adventurer’s Guild: “Adventurer, we’d really like to know what happened inside the tower! Why did it suddenly shake, and why did you come out at the same time?”
“…”
Fiery Conflict Across the Sky stayed silent for a moment and asked, “Can I say I don’t know?”
The other NPCs smiled broadly: “What do you think?”
After a while, Fiery Conflict Across the Sky stepped onto the Teleportation Array and left the inner city area. The NPCs’ attitudes shifted completely, all showing genuine smiles: “Welcome for your next challenge.”
There won’t be a next time!
Fiery Conflict Across the Sky secretly cursed, but on the surface, he just smiled and nodded.
He might come back for another challenge, but definitely not to blow up again.
One explosion would cost him 200,000 gold coins, and the experience rewards had been cut in half. Moreover, dying together doesn’t count as a clear; who could stand that?!
Let’s rewind a bit.
Just as Fiery Conflict Across the Sky cut off the live stream, Xu Xiaofeng was left dumbfounded, and other viewers were just as confused, spamming a series of question marks.
After waiting another ten seconds, a line of text appeared on the screen: “The host has disconnected.”
Viewers quickly realized that the host pulled the plug, since if he had died and teleported out, the stream wouldn’t have ended, just like when he entered the tower.
The b*llet comments all transformed into a chorus of “Refund Geneva”.
Soon, some viewers speculated whether this meant Fiery Conflict Across the Sky’s challenge had failed.
There were even some comments still trying to defend the host, suggesting he might have a secret move he didn’t want to reveal, and that the stream would reconnect soon.
But anyone who understood the situation knew what was up.
Xu Xiaofeng stared at the screen for two minutes, and upon realizing the b*llet comments were just attacking each other, she finally got up.
“Brother Feng, is it over now?”
“Yep, it’s over. I didn’t make it past the fourth level. I’m out.”
“Oh, let’s go then.” Fat Wang got up too, ready to close the live room, but at the last moment, he suddenly noticed something. “Hey! Wait a second! Brother Feng, someone is cursing you in the comments!”
Cursing me? How could Fiery Conflict Across the Sky’s live stream drag me into this?!
Xu Xiaofeng quickly reopened the live room.
After watching for a bit, she found out they were indeed cursing her.
Although the main battle was still focused on the mutual insults between Fiery Conflict Across the Sky and his opponents, with the defenders clearly at a disadvantage, there was definitely a small faction trying to carve out a third battlefield.
This third battlefield wasn’t just cursing her; anyone with a name on the leaderboard was being dragged in. But she was the focus of most of the insults.
Now Xu Xiaofeng understood.
“This is the water army starting to take action.”
“I think so too.” Wang Xinghao said indignantly, “Brother Feng, should I also hire some water army to put pressure on them? We have to push back.”
“Pressure, huh… Hiring a water army for that gets messy, and it’s inefficient. Plus, anyone with half a brain will see through it.”
Xu Xiaofeng smirked, “Since we want to pressure them, let’s do it big. How about we give them a real wave?”
Wang Xinghao’s eyes lit up, “What do you mean, Brother Feng?”
So, Xu Xiaofeng started typing vigorously, then pressed send.
Soon, a short and inconspicuous white b*llet comment emerged in the live room: “Just practice more, you noobs!”
At first, her comment went unnoticed. With so many people and comments flying, those four words were quickly drowned out.
Then, at some point, a few comments popped up:
“Whoa! That was Brother Feng!”
“Wind God! It’s really the Wind God!”
“Wind God: Just practice more, you noobs!”
“Seriously, shut up! The Wind God says this host is just a noob.”
“He blew up! He’s totally cheating!”
“Exactly! The host isn’t that much better; gear and skills might even be behind! They’re struggling so hard, who is he to clear the tower?!”
As for the subsequent comments, Xu Xiaofeng didn’t bother paying attention.
She closed the live room and turned back to Fat Wang.
Wang Xinghao gave her a thumbs up: “You’re the best, Brother Feng.”
“But, Brother Feng, doing it this way, while the pressure is high, won’t it bring trouble back to you?”
Xu Xiaofeng shook her head and popped up a dialogue box: “Don’t panic. Let the bullets fly for a bit.”
Then she swaggered away.
Wang Xinghao stood there, staring at Xu Xiaofeng’s retreating figure, dumbfounded.
She’s really cool, but why do I feel like she seems a bit short?
And do all Word Spirits have bad knees? She seems to have a weird walking posture.
He couldn’t figure it out, and by the time he went out, Xu Xiaofeng had already vanished from sight.
Xu Xiaofeng walked home, her face all relaxed and cheerful.
This whole operation was entirely intentional; she aimed to turn the pressure all the way up, being a true pressure litmus test.
As the saying goes, pressure leads to motivation, and motivation means money for her.
If all of you just lay down and give up, who’s going to make up the money I’m missing out on?
As for the consequences of this whole mess? She wasn’t worried at all!
Consequences? What kind of consequences could there be?
Those top players have long been tired of him; provoking them is whatever. If they can’t even find me, what can they do?
Also, did she really care that much about public opinion? It doesn’t affect her money-making.
Besides, she had the ultimate hand, and public opinion wouldn’t go downhill.
Even Sister Tong was on her side. As long as she says I’m not cheating, then I am not cheating. What can you all do about it?
