My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot

Chapter 428 - 394: Returning, Still a Youth

DAF won its debut match.

Cries of "Divine Whitlock" echoed throughout the entire arena.

Alvin Morgan calmly stood up. Amid the crowd’s excited gazes, he slowly walked off the stage and over to the spectators’ section where the team players were seated.

Although the fans in the stands couldn’t see his face clearly, they were all captivated by his aura.

That day, the number of topics about Divine Whitlock in the gaming community surpassed one billion, making him the second person after Master Rory to completely upend the gaming world.

The hype and traffic remained high for several days, forcing DAF to create an official account for him.

In the following matches, the members of the DAF Team seemed to be using cheats, fighting with frenzied energy and ending their individual matches in short order.

Master Rory, in particular, took down Team PL’s master of speed in under three minutes.

After failing to grab an interview with White and Master Rory, the host finally cornered the Swordsman, Qi Chong Yun Xiao—the only one to lose his match—and asked him for his thoughts.

He was a boy of only sixteen who wasn’t afraid to say anything. He joked, "I drew the short straw. Divine Whitlock told me to go feed them a kill."

DAF’s fans immediately got the hint.

#NeverA20-0Sweep#

It instantly started trending.

Meanwhile, Team PL’s morale was shattered by DAF’s performance in the individual matches, leading to frequent mistakes during the team competition.

Their tactics were a complete mess, and in the end, they truly did lose the match.

Losing with a final score of 9:1 made Team PL’s Manager Lowe so furious that he threw a massive tantrum in the training room.

Julian Lawson remained silent, letting him vent.

’The team members needed a serious wake-up call.’

Because PL was the champion team, having won the Veridian championship for three consecutive years, these rookies had started to think they were invincible and looked down on the veterans.

This was a lesson for them, a reminder that no matter how good you are, there’s always someone better.

「Elsewhere.」

Instead of celebrating their victory, the DAF Team went straight back to the training room to begin reviewing the entire match.

This match was not without its flaws; they weren’t invincible.

There were still many instances where they failed to coordinate properly.

This time, they had won so easily only because Team PL’s players were caught off guard by Alvin Morgan’s strategy in the individual matches. It left them with a heavy psychological burden, causing them to lose their composure and make many fatal errors in the team competition.

In the next match, PL would surely adjust their mindset and approach the game with a fresh perspective. Winning then would not be so easy.

"Aurora, your positioning was off by twenty paces from the team again. That makes it easy for them to pincer you..." Flynn Morgan said, pointing at Master Rory in the game recording and circling her on the screen in red.

"Our lineup is all offense-oriented classes. Only Joanna is a support, but her healing amount and range can’t compare to a Healer’s. So if their Mage had decisively turned back to focus you, you probably would have been the first one knocked out."

Aurora Sinclair nodded.

During the match, she had noticed this problem herself. Thankfully, Morgan had been using his small robots to relieve the pressure on her, which kept her from becoming completely disconnected from the team.

"You have another problem..."

"Next round, I’ll play as Madam Whitlock," Alvin Morgan suddenly interjected, cutting Flynn Morgan off.

Everyone in the room was stunned. Arthur Lockwood asked in disbelief, "Morgan... you’re not joking, are you?"

Alvin Morgan replied with a placid expression, "Are there any rules against using other classes?"

"Well no, but..."

Arthur Lockwood was about to say that a Healer’s Attack Power was low, but he clamped his mouth shut after seeing the look in Alvin Morgan’s eyes.

He and Flynn Morgan shared a knowing smile.

’The wife-doting demon has logged on!’

***

「Two weeks later—」

The second match of the finals, the battle for the championship, was about to begin.

Tickets for the day were in such high demand that scalpers were selling them for more than ten times their original price.

Fans of *Battle Glory* from all over the country flocked in from every direction, making all of Kingsford even more bustling than it was during the free combat tournament.

Fearing potential danger, the organizers specifically contacted The Martial Affairs Bureau and The Martial Alliance to maintain order inside the venue.

After two weeks of rest and review, Team PL had formulated a new strategy specifically to counter the DAF Team.

They had originally thought victory was within their grasp, but they never expected DAF to adjust their class lineup for the competition.

Summoner White didn’t take the stage. Instead, making a shocking debut just like Master Rory once had, the Healer, Madam Whitlock, officially came online.

Team PL’s Manager Lowe was utterly speechless.

Switching accounts to compete wasn’t unheard of, but it usually only happened after a player transferred teams and needed to adjust the class composition. Even then, it required a period of training to get comfortable with the new account before competing. Who the hell switched accounts as casually as White?

This Divine Whitlock was as calculating as ever. He knew they would find DAF’s weakness, so he just switched to a new account, completely disrupting all their plans.