Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

【K.O.!】

【Zangief WIN!】

The chat window that had been flooding like a torrent suddenly froze.

A result no one had expected.

Joint, who was called a veteran of fighting games, had been defeated in a noob-stomping broadcast.

And to a newbie who had logged in for the first time today, no less.

【’Gwanjong Cheonma’ has achieved victory!】

【’Gwanjong Cheonma’s rank has been promoted from ‘Unranked’ to ‘Bronze’!】

【’Gwanjong Cheonma’s match record: 1 win, 0 losses. Win rate 100%】

“Hahaha! You were quite capable. But your training is lacking! Build more muscle and challenge me again!”

Only after Zangief’s victory message ended did the viewers begin to move their frozen fingers.

-Lolololololololol he actually lost

-Joint’s spiritual pressure… has disappeared?

-So now who’s the newbie?

-Tornado Driver for a spinning ending lololol what kind of humiliation is this

-This is something I only used when showing off performance against the computer.. My joints are taking a beating ㅠㅠㅠ

-Joint! Say something! Don’t just stay quiet because you’re embarrassed!

-Why no rematch? Not gonna play again and just run away?

-Don’t tell me he’s scared?

Joint gave no response.

The viewers just thought Joint was staying quiet out of embarrassment.

But soon, the reason was revealed.

【’Joint’ has logged out.】

【’Joint’s broadcast will end in 1 minute.】

-What! The broadcast is ending?

-Don’t tell me he’s rage quitting? lololololololol

-Watching Joint fall apart

-At least say goodbye! Joint bye!

-Joint streamer’s worst disaster everㅠㅠㅠㅠ

Joint’s connection suddenly cut off.

But that was only temporary.

Less than a minute later, Joint logged back into the game.

【’Joint’ is starting Street Fighting game.】

-Ooh! Has the sucker returned

-Forget what happened a minute ago. Reborn as a new Joint.

-Rage quit and then thought better of it? lololololololol

-Thank goodness. We thought you ran away after losing?

“That’s not it…”

Even with the mocking chat, Joint didn’t get angry.

He just spoke in a deflated voice.

“I got anti-shocked.”

-?

-???

-What?

-Anti-shock? In Street Fighting?

Countless question marks erupted in the chat window.

And for good reason, since anti-shock was a safety mechanism that occurred as rarely as beans in a drought, even among streamers.

‘Wow… I really thought I was going to die.’

It had been ominous from the moment his character’s nose started bleeding from a single Heavy Punch.

Usually, the impact a gamer feels is about the level of a coffee shop’s vibrating pager.

But every time he got hit by ‘Gwanjong Cheonma’, his bones ached all over.

Especially the moment he was planted into the ground with that final ‘Tornado Driver’—

Even Joint, who had cut his teeth on fighting games, felt his heart drop.

When impact beyond the acceptable threshold is anticipated, the game company has a safety mechanism in place.

It’s called Anti-shock.

If strong impact is anticipated, it forcibly terminates the connection.

It was created to prevent harm to the gamer’s body and mind.

“Phew…”

Joint wiped his forehead.

While his in-game character’s forehead was smooth, he was drenched in sweat inside the capsule.

He had hastily reconnected for fear that viewers would leave, but the aftershock remained intact.

‘Anti-shock in Street Fighting of all things?’

The earlier a game was released, the more strictly it maintained safety standards.

Even getting hit fairly hard wouldn’t go beyond an itchy sensation.

Getting anti-shocked in the classic game ‘Street Fighting’—

Even breaking your wrist arm-wrestling a kindergartener wouldn’t be this absurd.

Kyle’s shaking pupils turned toward Zangief in front of him.

He was still,

Grab!

Seize!

practicing the ‘Tornado Driver’ command.

Crack.

Red veins bulged on Kyle’s forehead.

That attitude of knowing absolutely nothing.

Those movements that proclaimed with his whole body that he was a pure newbie!

It was scratching Joint’s pride tremendously.

“Hmm. My technique still isn’t smooth. I need to practice the combo that chains from Heavy Punch to Grab more.”

Zangief scratched his head with an innocent expression.

To think there was someone getting educated by viewers on grab combos that any streamer could do.

He was a guy with dual nature like day and night.

“You… what the hell are you doing?”

“Ah. You were still there.”

“What?”

“A viewer told me. That Joint-nim did a pants run. But what’s a pants run?”

“That’s… when your opponent seems so damn strong that you run away disgracefully…”

Joint, who was about to explain without thinking, suddenly shouted loudly.

“That’s not it! Are you really a first-time player?”

“Yes. This is my first time playing Street Fighting today. I also have something to ask you.”

“W-what is it?”

“How do I receive the mission money? I think I succeeded.”

“What was the mission?”

“Finish with Tornado Driver.”

Crack.

Once again, thick veins stood out on Kyle’s forehead.

But Joint’s viewers were clearly delighted to death.

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Asking the person who gave you the mission how to accept it

-If that’s not a concept, it’s natural talent. He has genius talent for making opponents furious!

-Um… could you tell me how to get beaten up so deliciously? The impact feels good (shy)

-Lost with anti-shock against someone who doesn’t even know how to collect mission rewards lololol

-Fuck, my face is burning up. Just tell him quickly!

-A broadcast that makes the viewers feel secondhand embarrassment ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

“Th-there! Upper right. There’s a mission success button! Press that!”

“Ah. This one. Thank you.”

【Mission ‘Finish with Tornado Driver’ successful! Receiving 50,000 won.】

“Thank you sincerely for praising the match just now.”

Zangief bows 90 degrees toward the viewers.

The muscles covering his entire body tremble lightly.

This wasn’t Zangief’s action.

It was the movement of Hae-rang playing the game.

At Hae-rang’s appearance filled with sincerity, Joint swallowed a hollow laugh.

“…How much did you get to act like that?”

“50,000 won.”

“50,000 won? Anyone would think you received a whole house.”

“The amount isn’t important. The fact that someone had expectations for me and praised me. That’s more valuable than a thousand gold.”

Hae-rang’s blue eyes shine clearly.

Joint gulped.

The Chat Window was speaking his thoughts for him.

-What’s with this suddenly serious atmosphere?

-In my whole life… I’ve never seen someone like that. Is he pure, stupid, or wearing a mask?

-If it’s a concept, it’s too harsh, and if it’s real, it’s fucking scary.

-Is he really a first-time player? First time playing and he gives Joint an anti-shock ending?

-We’ve decided to call such irregulars ‘geniuses.’

-Two viewers beating a thousand viewers. My heart swells with pride.

-Damn it! I can’t stand it anymore. I need to see directly what he’s thinking!

Beyond finding Hae-rang curious, people even started leaving Joint’s Broadcast Room.

Someone else taking away the attention and focus he was receiving.

The thing streamers fear most was beginning to happen.

‘This won’t do.’

Joint quickly pressed the ‘rematch’ button.

【Requesting a rematch with ‘Gwanjong Cheonma’.】

Honestly, there was fear.

If he got hit by Zangief’s punch one more time, he felt like he’d get a nosebleed in reality too.

But he hadn’t even withdrawn his earnings yet, and his existing viewers were about to leave.

‘Even if I get a nosebleed, I can’t watch that happen.’

Press it.

Quickly press the accept button…!

Joint stood on one leg and kept shaking his other leg nervously.

He was planning to request rematches ten, twenty times and beat him to a pulp.

In Street Fighting, there were plenty of overpowered champions famous besides Kyle.

Among them, he was thinking of choosing a champion that had particularly good compatibility against Zangief.

‘Pride?’

That had been damaged long ago.

He needed to salvage at least the remaining viewers to make up for his losses.

It was when Joint was gritting his teeth with that mindset.

【’Gwanjong Cheonma’ has declined the rematch.】

“Alright Gwanjong Cheonma! This time for sure…!”

Joint, who had naturally assumed he would accept.

His face hardened like stone.

“I’ll destroy… you…?”

Two letters clearly floating before his eyes.

Declined.

‘Gwanjong Cheonma’ didn’t want to fight Joint.

“De, declined?”

Joint opened his eyes wide like an owl and spoke to Hae-rang.

“Declined? You won’t fight again?”

“That’s right.”

The muscular man in red pants answered with an utterly indifferent expression.

“Why? Why won’t you fight more?”

“I was planning to only play one match from the beginning. I accepted thinking to test a match against another gamer.”

“Te… st?”

-Testkekekekekekekekekekekekekek

-Oh my oh my. Joint. Have you been reduced to just a test subject???

-Just how far… do you plan to humiliate Joint?

-Hello. I’m beta tester Joint. My specialty is bragging about bullying noobs then getting beaten ^^

“It was actually very helpful. However, with combo attacks and all, there seems to be a lot I need to practice, so I want to practice more. Well then…”

Hae-rang bowed his head.

It was a disciplined and polite gesture that might be found in the Murim World.

The problem was, it definitely didn’t have a good meaning for Joint.

“Wa, wait! Hold on! Are you running away after winning just one match unfairly?”

-kekekekekekekekekekekekekekekek

-You’re terrible at games (recent record: 1 loss)

-He’s never even won so he has nothing to say kekekekek

-Bullshit unfair, what right does someone who picks Kyle while bullying noobs have to say that?

-For real, now he’s even abandoned his last bit of conscience…

-The most satisfying thing in the world is winning the last match and not playing again kekekekek

-Yeah, if he doesn’t give you a rematch, that’s it. He’ll never give you one. He’ll make you a loser forever.

“Then just one more match! Let’s do just one more!”

“I don’t see the need for that right now.”

“No, I can’t let it end like this!”

“What do you mean you can’t?”

“Well…”

Archive.

Today’s result might get archived on the streamer site.

No.

Maybe those recap bastards who only make shorts videos out of crap like X had already seen it.

It couldn’t end like this.

Don’t run away after unfairly winning just one match?

“Didn’t I tell you.”

Hae-rang’s lips curved up slightly.

His gaze turned toward the sky.

Not toward Joint.

It was directed at his own viewers, who had increased before he knew it.

“When your skills improve, fights with the strong are inevitable.”

“What…”

Bullshit are you spouting?

Stop talking nonsense and fight me one more time!

Unfortunately, Joint’s wish was not granted.

【’Gwanjong Cheonma’ is starting Story Mode.】

“Hey you son of a…!!”

Joint’s voice no longer reached Gwanjong Cheonma.

All he could see and hear were countless ‘k’s appearing in the chat window.

-What are you doing lololololol hurry up and send a friend request so you can DM him!

-A kid who can’t even collect mission rewards, how would he check DMs?

-He probably doesn’t even know someone sent a friend request lolololololol

-I want to be your friend! (doesn’t know about accept button)

-It’s tragic, so tragic. Someone go into Gwanjong Cheonma’s room and tell Joint he’s crying his eyes out.

-I was actually about to leave this room and check it out lol

-Sorry Joint oppa. I’m not interested in broken toys anymore ^^

Far from making money through bullying,

he had his viewers stolen by some guy called Gwanjong Cheonma instead.

The worst stain in Joint’s streaming career.

“Alright! Everyone! Shall we go find another newbie?”

He tried his best to force some energy, but the chat window kept talking only about Gwanjong Cheonma.

Not only were there no donations, but no missions were even being posted.

In the end, Joint terminated his own broadcast.

‘Damn it… At this point, I’ll have to become a viewer just to talk to him.’

Popular streamer Joint entering a newbie’s broadcast to beg for a game.

It couldn’t be anything but an embarrassing situation,

but even that was impossible.

“Huh??”

Because at some point, Gwanjong Cheonma’s game broadcast had ended.

“What the hell… what is he doing now?”

Staring at the channel that now showed ‘Offline’, Joint wore an expression as if possessed by a ghost.

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