?<strong>Chapter 1171:</strong>


    After the game ended, the excitement in the live stream room shifted gradually to confusion, then to anxiousness and disbelief.


    “Austen okay? Did he eat today? Maybe he should rest for a bit before ying again?”


    “Austen was too careless at the start. He noticed it, but it was already toote to catch up. What a shame.”


    “Wait a second… has anyone noticed? That random team from earlier… isn’t it the ‘Take You Down’ team? They’ve been dominating the Finger Dance leaderboardtely. Some streamers have even posted their game videos.”


    “Take You Down? What a strange name. But if they beat Austen, are they nning to start their own stream and ride his coattails?” The chat exploded with doubt, curiosity, and concern.


    Meanwhile, Austen’s face showed frustration.


    “I don’t need a break. I was just careless in that round. I’ll y better next time.”


    Austen took a deep breath, trying to calm himself and shake off the sting of defeat. However, as soon as the next round started, he was matched with the “Take You Down” team again.


    His expression darkened instantly. iming carelessness had been just an excuse. He didn’t know if he could win if he faced them again. The live stream audience, unaware of Austen’s inner turmoil, thought it was all just a coincidence.


    “Austen, get back on track! We believe in you!”


    “Austen, if you win this round, I’ll send you a big gift!”


    “Austen’s so lucky.”


    Austen had never felt so pressured. But the game had already started, and he had no choice but to push through.


    Tatiana’s eyes remained fixed on the stream, her brows knitting tighter.


    The reason was simple: Austen had lost again.


    Then, Austen faced the “Take You Down” team for the third time. The audience, not all of them his fans, couldn’t help but burst intoughter.


    “He can’t even beat a random team, and he calls himself a gaming genius?”


    “He’s not that good. He might be good at making fun of himself, but maybe he should stop ying games.”


    “There’s no way he’s winning this round… it’s a done deal.”


    Austen didn’t even want to think about what would happen after this stream. He had put so much effort into preparing for it. Was it all going to crumble because of this mysterious random team?


    His frustration burned inside him, yet his determination red brighter than ever. Staring at the name of the “Take You Down” team, he steeled himself. As soon as the game began, he unleashed every ounce of skill his former coach had drilled into him.


    Austen certainly had a knack for gaming. His reputation as a “genius” wasn’t entirely unearned.


    However, he now found himself up against a genius among geniuses— the exceptionally skilled Night Cat— along with four young yers trained by Night Cat herself. Despite pushing all his abilities to the max, Austen could only lose with a certain level of dignity.


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