MMORPG: Martial Gamer

On the winner's podium, the members of the Crowd of Misfits team stood in the champion's position. Although everyone remained silent and pretended to be calm, their excited expressions were impossible to hide.

Even the composed Fearless was incredibly excited at this moment.

After all, just a year ago, the Quan Zhen Sect was merely a small group that everyone wanted to attack. They had no thoughts of becoming world champions, let alone pursuing professional careers.

Yet now, they stood on this podium, having achieved honors that others might find it hard to reach in a lifetime.

It all felt like a dream.

"Old Bull!"

Fearless called out softly.

"Huh?"

Wang Yu turned his head, looking at Fearless in confusion.

"Thank you!" Fearless said sincerely.

"This..."

Wang Yu was momentarily stunned, then smiled and said, "Actually, I should be thanking you all."

Everyone's life is full of ups and downs, and even someone as pampered as Wang Yu was no exception. During the lowest points in his life, apart from having a devoted wife, his greatest fortune was encountering this group from the Quan Zhen Sect.

Although these guys had poor character, they showed Wang Yu the various facets of life and the false pretenses between people. A year of interaction had allowed Wang Yu to grow tremendously.

Without Mu Zi Xian, Wang Yu would have remained an unaware young master, oblivious to the sufferings of the world. Without the Quan Zhen Sect, he would still believe that the world was as beautiful and simple as he imagined.

Now, standing on this stage, Wang Yu saw his responsibilities and understood his role. He had transformed from a naive youth into someone who had undergone a magnificent metamorphosis.

At this moment, the host approached and raised the microphone in front of Wang Yu and the others, asking, "As a grassroots team, you won the highest honor in the professional division as amateurs. What did you rely on to achieve this?"

"......"

Hearing the host's question, everyone turned to look at Wang Yu.

It was evident that everyone knew that winning the championship was thanks to Wang Yu.

Yet Wang Yu calmly pointed to the team uniform on his chest.

"??"

The host looked puzzled.

At the same time, the members of the Crowd of Misfits team said in unison, "Kung Fu!!"

"Kung Fu? Does this guy's strength come from knowing Kung Fu?"

"I never expected that Kung Fu really exists."

As soon as the Crowd of Misfits team said this, players around the world were astonished, both in the venue and in the game.

Kung Fu!

Once a mythical term popularized by the famous martial artist Bruce Lee, it was written into the dictionary...

Only to fall into decline due to the rampant deception of con artists.

For decades, these two characters transformed from glory into a joke.

Today, Wang Yu made them resonate once again across the skies.

Perhaps there are still many frauds using Kung Fu as a guise to swindle others, but as long as there are true martial artists, this skill can stubbornly be passed down.

...

Months had passed since the World Professional League, and Wang Yu and the others had become ambassadors for Soaring Dragon Game Studios.

As the couple walked down the street, they noticed that advertisements for martial arts schools had appeared by the roadside, and children wore martial arts uniforms, mimicking Wang Yu's signature moves from the game ads.

No one knew how long this trend would last or how many frauds would emerge, but Wang Yu was comforted to see that Kung Fu was no longer a term forgotten in the corners of obscurity.

"You seem very happy", Mu Zi Xian said, smiling as she observed Wang Yu's expression. "I have an even happier piece of news to tell you."

"What is it?" Wang Yu asked with a smile.

"Hehe!"

Mu Zi Xian leaned in and whispered softly in Wang Yu's ear.

"Really?" Wang Yu exclaimed, nearly jumping up, then excitedly said, "Shouldn't we give him a name?"

"I've thought about it", Mu Zi Xian said gently. "I hope this child is ambitious like you and takes on the responsibilities he should bear."

"Aspiring? How about Wang Zhigao?" Wang Yu casually suggested a name.

"Get lost!" Mu Zi Xian kicked Wang Yu in the butt.

"Haha!" Wang Yu joyfully replied, "Since I'm happy today, I want to kick a few more doors! Let's start from this street!"