Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 189

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 1 Episode 189
64. New Challenger (3)
After Greentea’s crushing defeat.
King Gul and Red Glasses, the analyst, were about to wrap up the broadcast.
The match they’d wanted to see was already finished anyway.
“Well, that concludes the scrim between Greentea and Balloon Stars. Though it was just a scrim and incredibly brief, we got quite a bit out of it.”
Haha, only you have a big harvest.
-The analyst’s excited about winning
-I’m betting my entire fortune that if assault charges didn’t exist, Red Glasses would storm straight into King Gul’s home.
Harvest lol lol lol lol
-King Gul: (swinging a scythe at Red Glasses’ head) We got quite a bit out of it!
Red Glasses fully understood that King Gul’s “harvest” meant he’d lost, but he accepted it with a gentle smile anyway.
“Well… I did find it entertaining. It was an intriguing setup with an intriguing conclusion.”
Throwing around diplomatic language like crazy.
-When introducing a restaurant: ‘Oh this has an interesting taste?’ = tastes like garbage
That’s interesting lol
Following the verification seat, it’s interesting lolol
Red Glasses seemed to have lost quite a bit, but he was satisfied that he’d become a more familiar figure to the viewers.
“Huh?!”
Then King Gul reacted intensely to a particular chat message.
“Really?”
The analyst adjusted his glasses and watched. What could it be that made him stop mid-broadcast and react with surprise?
“Danmuji’s team is apparently in a practice match right now!?”
“What?”
Even the analyst was shocked by this news.
‘If it’s Danmuji’s team, that’s High Protein…’
It was quite genuinely—not diplomatic language—an intriguing matchup.
High Protein, rated as the strongest team, versus Balloon Stars, the team with the most momentum recently.
The team composition alone was impressive.
Takoyaki, who had an overwhelmingly successful pro career but was underrated due to his supporter position.
Danmuji, the “King Without a Crown,” who had no championship career but was always highly regarded.
And the matchup between Baeksuk, who was the strongest amateur ADC before taking a three-year break and returning, and Almond, who is currently the hottest topic.
‘Currently participating at Platinum rank, but realistically, they’d have Grand Master level or higher skill.’
If Baeksuk had trained properly and honed his abilities, he’d be at least comparable to Grand Master level.
“This should be truly fascinating, yes? This isn’t diplomatic language.”
Was that diplomatic language earlier? ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
I’m dying laughing haha
I really love red glasses lol
-Coach also streams!
King Kyung-gwan’s red glasses lol
“So, Analyst, didn’t you feel a bit unsatisfied with the ‘verification’ since the match ended in just one game?”
Red Glasses laughed, having apparently decided to embrace verification as his personal meme.
“Yes, I did miss the verification. If you’re going to verify, you have to see it through to the end, right?”
“Exactly!”
King Gul responded enthusiastically.
“Let’s go verify!”
“Sounds good!”
Haha, verification go!
King’s syndrome lol
Public certificate red glasses lol
-How many times are you going to verify!
Testing it multiple times like that is basically like getting an official certificate lolol

* * *
By the time the Analyst and King Gul began watching the match, some time had already passed.
“Wait. Miho and Balloon Gum are already in a bad position?”
The kill score was already 2 to 0.
One could say it was only a 2-kill difference, but the situation was far worse than that.
“The situation looks grim. They’ve already died once, and now they’re being pressured again.”
Balloon Gum and Miho were barely clinging to life near the tower.
“This is what we call tower hugging, you see? They’re clinging to the tower for dear life.”
“Yes. It’s a somewhat sarcastic term, but it means that tower hugging situations are not favorable.”
“Why is that, Analyst?”
“Tower hugging is like, in terms of warfare, huddling down in your own trenches and playing it safe. But how do winning wars usually go?”
“You charge forward and sweep everything away!”
“Exactly. You gradually push your territory toward enemy lines until you finally reach the enemy’s core area—in this case, the Sanctuary. Pushing your territory all the way to the Sanctuary is what this Ril siege warfare game is about. Tower hugging is the complete opposite of that.”
“A clear explanation. You used a war analogy, and if we compare the Jungler’s situation to supply lines, it’s quite similar.”
“Yes. The Jungler struggles the most in situations like this. If we think of each lane as needing support and supplies, the Jungler is like blood flowing through the body. But the blood vessels are getting narrower and narrower due to enemy pressure.”
“If blood circulation gets restricted to a narrower area… that can’t be good for your health!”
“Exactly.”
“Meanwhile, the high-protein Jungler Dotorimuk must be having an easy time playing?”
“That’s right. It’s almost like a runway for him now. Except for the bottom lane where Almond and Taco are holding the line, everything else is his domain.”
In summary, the situation was turning very unfavorable for Balloon Stars.
“The bottom lane needs to do something right now.”
Ultimately, Almond and Taco need to pull off something.
Otherwise, the Balloon Stars team will naturally lose.
But that wasn’t as easy as it sounded.
“Exactly! Almond and Taco have to make it happen!”
“That last statement reveals a bit of Balloon Stars’ limitation. They’re a team that ultimately depends on the bottom lane to carry.”
“So the bottom lane has to carry… then conversely, the high-protein team’s bottom lane just has to tower hug and that’s it?”
“That’s right. Almond needs to force him out and eliminate him. But Baeksuk isn’t an ordinary player, so it probably won’t work easily.”
Taco and I were both aware of the situation.
[Then the question becomes: why is he playing so defensively?]
[Why is he playing defensively…?]
[Exactly. You need to understand that to counter him. Read your opponent’s psychology. Put yourself in their position.]
[Because he’s winning?]
[Correct. So now, how do you counter an opponent like that? The opponent is…]
The analysts marveled at Taco’s voice.
“What Taco is teaching Almond right now—it’s basically fundamental game sense in Ril, but Taco really explains it well.”
“Almond definitely seems like a beginner when you see moments like this. Hard to believe, though.”
“That’s what makes it even more amazing. He’s been pressuring opponents this whole time with nothing but pure instinct, without understanding any of this?”
Then, I stepped forward.
[I understand what I need to do now.]
Had I grasped the crucial insight needed at this decisive moment?
I steadied my breathing and charged forward.
Crackle…!
White mana bloomed from my index finger once more.
‘…Will it work?’
Tap, tap, tap.
The Analyst spoke as he watched me dash between the Minions.
“Ah. He’s using himself as bait to draw the opponent out?”
“If the opponent is rational, he won’t take it.”
“Exactly. Or he could just snatch the bait and flee. He has that level of skill.”
“This is a dangerous tactic. But it’s also the only tactic that might work.”
“Here we go! The opponent wins if he just doesn’t respond! He’s betting on impossible odds! A reverse bet, as they say!”

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Reverse momentum, rational response—the commentators’ words didn’t reach me, but I had already factored them in.
‘It’ll happen.’
I knew it.
In sports, how emotionally volatile humans become.
How many soccer matches had I seen where a team already winning threw it away trying to score more goals?
Basketball players who hurled the ball away at crucial moments because of crowd jeers, baseball players who deliberately hit opponents—they existed.
It would be the same in games.
Even if it was just a practice match, if they were the competitive type, it would be the same.
‘Especially in a team game.’
Taco had told me to think from the opponent’s perspective.
The opponent was once the strongest amateur, now making a comeback. His current rank was underestimated.
And the enemy was me—a Silver rank player.
All my other teammates were racking up kills and dominating the game.
‘What would I have done?’
If I were in that situation, what would I do?
Could I suppress my ambition, kill my ego, and just let the team’s victory bury me?
In a practice match where the outcome didn’t really matter?
If the opponent were someone with blood the same color as mine… what would I do?
‘I couldn’t bear it.’
Tap—
My foot stepped into the rifleman’s effective range.
I saw Baeksuk’s movements hesitate.
‘Come on.’
I took another bold step forward.
Taco was with me from behind, but this positioning clearly favored the rifleman.
I’d abandoned Ran’s advantage—range.
In that instant, the enemy’s rifle turned ever so slightly toward me.
A moment of silence fell.
Gulp.
I swallowed dryly and steadied my breathing.
The enemy did the same.
Intense conflict flickered across Baeksuk’s eyes.
But the conflict merely passed through.
It didn’t linger.
His eyes gleamed sharply.
He shouted to his supporter.
“Kill angle! Go!”
Click.
Simultaneously, the rifle barrel, perfectly shouldered, aimed at me. And the trigger was pulled.
‘He took the bait.’
I sharpened every nerve, focusing with absolute intensity.
That sensation I felt during the Survive challenge.
The sound of wind, Taco’s roaring shout with his mouth wide open—everything began playing in slow motion.
Brilliant sparks erupted slowly from the enemy’s gun muzzle.
Taaaa──aaaa──
A long, stretching trajectory of red gunpowder.
The spark pushed the bullet forward, and the sharp projectile tore through the air.
All that firepower concentrated into a single point.
My eyes.
A glinting bullet reflected in the very center of my pupils.
I poured all my strength into my waist, twisting my body sharply to the right.
──Aaang!
A deafening roar at high velocity grazed past my ear.
Shing!
A red line of blood traced across my left cheekbone.
“!?”
The rifleman’s first shot missed.
The rifleman player, Baeksuk, widened his eyes in disbelief.
‘He dodged the bullet?!’
The rifleman hadn’t made a mistake. He’d aimed precisely at the head, yet I evaded it.
I hadn’t moved my body beforehand—I’d genuinely reacted by seeing the bullet.
An absurd reaction speed.
‘Done.’
Pop!
My world returned to normal.
My fingers instantly aimed at my opponent and released the accumulated mana.
[Release]
Pure white light radiates from my fingertips.
Paang──!
White mana streaked across the air.
Kwang!
A white explosion erupted from the rifleman’s head.
His body jerked backward, staggering. Ran’s full-charge attack carries devastating power. Getting hit causes you to lose your balance momentarily.
In that gap, I escaped from the enemies’ range.
The light ring thrown by the enemy supporter harmlessly sliced through empty air and vanished.
Click!
Baeksuk, the rifleman who raised his gun to counterattack, could only stare in dismay.
I was already far away.
“Nice work!”
Taco shouted.
“That’s it. You’ve got a good grasp on it. You’ve figured out how to break through their defense.”
“Yes.”
“If we keep repeating that, we have a chance.”
I’d shaved away 25% of their health.
In theory, if I repeated this four times, I could secure a kill in the bottom lane.
‘This is tight.’
Was it because the opponent was a Grandmaster rank player?
‘They say you hit a wall starting from Grandmaster.’
The difficulty of securing a kill was on an entirely different level compared to my previous matches.
I was applying more pressure, but the opponent’s resistance was too precise and fierce.
“This is much harder than what we were doing before.”
Taco nodded as if it were obvious.
“Of course getting a kill won’t be easy. Take your time.”
Take my time?
I glanced at the minimap.
Mid and top were on the brink of death again.
“Still… they seem to fall for the provocation better than I expected.”
I wanted to finish this quickly.
I offered myself as bait once more.
I stepped forward again, pushing my body into Baeksuk’s attack range.
Our eyes met.
My lips curled upward in a smirk. A taunt—as if to say, you can’t hit me anyway.
“!”
Then came the reaction.
Baeksuk’s gun barrel shifted direction. And just as they were about to take a step.
I noticed the enemy Supporter had vanished from their position. A glint flashed across my eyes.
“This is the kill opportunity….”
This time, I felt like I could actually take them down.

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