Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top

Chapter 167: The Second Coming Of The Archer (10)

Jake had been healed by a few female healers who wanted to become close to him.

He didn't want to use potions, so he allowed them to approach him and bawl at each other. It wasn't so easy to turn a deaf ear to so many women, but Jake had learned that peculiar ability back in childhood.

Mary was even louder than them.

After recovering, Jake thanked the players and looked in the direction of the mages. A man around his age had come out of the crowd.

He wore blue mage robes with long sleeves. His main weapon was a white orb he held in his dominant hand.

He wore a faint, nervous smile. His short black hair was disheveled, so he must have ruffled it a few times before coming out.

[Last Coin Lv. 27 HP: ??? MP: ???]

"Don't you need to rest more?" Last Coin asked.

Jake shook his head. "I'm ready whenever you are."

"Okay," Last Coin nodded.

While shyness was part of him, he was mainly nervous because everyone put so much faith in him.

Not only did Jake defeat two talented players, but he had also not used the thunder arrows everyone had been talking about since he had put his mask on.

Mages were also much better than archers.

It was because of magic that archery declined.

Mages directly used mana.

Mana was the closest to their hearts…

It was given that Last Coin was the most challenging hurdle on Jake's path.

Last Coin calmed himself.

He deeply inhaled.

He exhaled slowly before looking up at Jake.

Here, Jake stared at him like a hungry beast. Shadows covered his face, leaving only his jade eyes shining in the vista of the darkness. Only his blowing hair could be made up in this darkness.

'Ah, he really wants to defeat me!' Last Coin thought. 'He must hate magic and mages so much!'

[The duel between Archer and Last Coin shall commence in ten seconds.]

[10… 9… 8…]

Jake thought, 'Finally, it's a mage. It feels like fate that he has been put on hold to be the last to fight me. I'll win. This will complete my task of helping Asta Bow Household. The first real step of showing my archery to the world will also be over with this win. I'll win.'

[3… 2… 1…]

It began.

Last Coin's nervous smile disappeared from his face. He entered his zone and lifted his hand to conjure magic he'd thought of before coming here.

His white orb shone brightly.

[You've used Fireball.]

[You have used Water Drip.]

The fireball was the size of an adult human's head. It rested beside Last Coin as he channeled mana into his second skill, Water Drip. The skill came out from his white orb and pelted the skies before coming down in the form of rain.

It rained on Last Coin.

"What the hell is he doing?" someone from the crowd asked.

"Those are the first skills people learn on the tutorial island, right? Doesn't he have anything else, like cool stuff?"

"Last Coin is an odd dude… he only uses basic skills."

"Huh? Seriously? He won't match Archer once he uses his thunder arrow!"

While the crowd talked among each other, Viktor and Ingrid had seen through Last Coin's intent.

'This bastard!' Viktor inwardly screamed.

'He'll create a humid area. It won't only act as a cover against Jake's arrows. It'll also impact his trajectory. Depending on this man's talent and proficiency in mana and basic skills, he may create a zone in which Jake's archery will be completely… useless,' Ingrid thought as she gazed at the mage with narrowed eyes.

Jake didn't say idle.

He drew his bowstring and released the first arrow.

It flew like a beast, only to flop in Last Coin's zone.

Jake blinked.

The area wasn't even that humid. He still could see Last Coin well, yet the atmosphere around him caused an arrow to collapse right off the bat.

It was surprising.

Last Coin poured more mana into his fireball. It grew in size.

That was when mist billowed from the zone. It entirely covered Last Coin, hiding him from everyone's eyes.

Jake had put his Archer's Death Eye on him so he still could sense the mage's location.

'I see… just like archers must keep an eye on the wind, we must also adapt to humid weather. This mage may be using basic skills, but he uses them so well and can stuff so much mana inside that he creates zones normal mage players can only dream of. He's that awesome.' Jake thought.

It'd also be awesome to be able to practice archery in a humid environment.

Jake would have loved to do that now, but he couldn't, as this duel was perhaps the most important in his nearly one year as a player.

It left Jake with two options—Odin or Ender.

'Ender is the best anti-mage existence. His darkness will devour any magic. I must leave his arrow for last. So, Odin, I'll count on you from now on. Let's force this guy to reveal all his cards!' Jake thought. 'Chaos.'

His tattoo burned.

Jake looked up. 'Since arrows go down in this humid environment, I'd better release your arrow from the high altitude. I'll get him from the skies.'

Targeting the cloudless skies, Jake drew his bowstring and released his second arrow.

Before it could reach the skies, however, Last Coin blasted his wind magic against it, ripping the arrow apart.

The crowd gasped.

"You tell me that this was Gust Of Wind?"

"Yeah…"

"It was a damn cannon! Look! There's a trail in his mist! Look before it gets swallowed up by the mist!"

"I see it! I see it! Stop shaking me! It's really Gust Of Wind, the basic wind skill anyone gets on the tutorial island."

Jake narrowed his eyes. 'Fine… you want my arrows at your feet?'

Odin's tattoo slithered into Jake's arrow.

He dwelled there now.

'I'll deliver,' Jake finished his sentence, letting the bowstring slide on his thumb ring.

BANG!

The first thunder howled on the training grounds.