San Tian Liang Jiao
Chapter 433 One Minute
At the same moment, in the wasteland's sky, two figures were suspended.
The players naturally couldn't see those high-dimensional beings in the sky, and the system's camera couldn't capture them either.
"Can you explain the current situation, Mr. Referee?" War said, looking down at the two below with his deep voice.
Simon, floating to his side, didn't answer, but shifted his gaze to War.
"What... that look... Don't tell me you want to fight me?" War's expression changed slightly.
"What do you want me to explain?" Simon finally spoke, relieving War.
War said, "Of course, the changes happening to Wang Tanzhi right now."
Simon's voice was still as cold as a blade, "Who knows... some kind of 'shackle' has been broken..."
"You're just throwing a useless sentence at me, huh... Fine... I don't care what happened to him, let's stick to the facts..." War continued, "According to the rules of the bet, the direct descendants of the Wang and Gu families cannot be the objects of betting, that is—'outsiders.' But Qisha, he is..."
"Are you coming to the referee to complain because you see your chess piece about to be killed by an outsider?" Simon interrupted.
"If you're unwilling to accept it..." War said, "I can also take care of it myself."
"Heh..." Simon laughed, a rare occurrence, so... this was not a good sign, "Since the start of this gamble, I've already slaughtered a lot of trash in the name of the referee, from Power Angels to demons at the crossroads." He paused for a second, "Do you want to be the first sacrifice under the 'Council'?"
War was silent for a few seconds, seemingly weighing something, before finally saying, "Watch your words, devil, I am not your subordinate." His voice suddenly took on a strange rhythm, as if there was something else speaking within that humanoid shell, "I am the source of your warlike nature... No matter how strong you are, you cannot kill a 'Knight.'"
"Do you know how many so-called 'undying' beings I've killed so far?" Simon replied calmly.
"Of course, I know... you are the period at the end of 'Eternity,' the pulverizer of 'Life.'" War said, "But I stand by my point."
"You can keep your point," Simon said, "As long as you don't cross the line..."
War said in a deep voice, "You mean... you want me to watch this 'outsider' eliminate Qisha?"
Simon breathed out and turned his gaze back down, "Saiweng lost his horse; who knows, it may be a blessing in disguise."
"Oh?" War was slightly taken aback, "Could it be that something will happen in the finals..."
"The relationship between profit and risk is directly proportional," Simon interrupted again, "Peak Tournament... is not as simple as you think."
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"Strange... what's with that arrogant and battle-hungry look?" Qisha thought, looking at Xiao Tan a few meters away, "Wang Xiong doesn't seem like that kind of person..."
"Internal bleeding, huh..." Xiao Tan muttered to himself, "My Survival Value has dropped to 29% in the blink of an eye..." He straightened up, picked up his military knife, and said coldly, "I'll finish you off within a minute."
"Oh? Ha..." Qisha laughed upon hearing this and replied, "I really don't know where your confidence comes from... If you can really do it, then try it."
Xiao Tan didn't say anything more. He took a step on the ground, suddenly leaped up, drawing a parabola in the air as he attacked his opponent.
"My speed is only slightly slower than his, but my strength is much greater." Qisha secretly assessed the situation, "With the power of my Soul Intent, I can increase my punch speed and power to more than three times the normal... Apart from these objective conditions, I also have much richer combat experience and fighting skills than him..." He steeled his heart, "There can't be any variables... he's bluffing!"
Qisha watched Xiao Tan leaping toward him and shouted, "Hmph... this kind of ordinary forward charge is no different from a swinging sandbag!" He raised his fist and punched, showing no mercy.
At this moment, Xiao Tan's body, which was gradually falling, suddenly changed direction and shot upwards diagonally.
Qisha snorted coldly, "You think I can't hit you like this?" His fist path suddenly changed, turning the straight punch into an uppercut. Although his fist couldn't touch Xiao Tan, the fist force rushed upwards like an invisible cannonball.
However, what the fist force hit... was another illusion.
In that second, the figure in the air split into two, the illusion going up, and the real body reversing again, attacking downwards. Xiao Tan used three skills in two seconds, using a combination of clones and Shen Jue (Divine Skill) to create an extremely threatening killing intent.
A flash of cold light, the military knife came out horizontally.
Qisha's reaction was astonishingly fast. He directly used his already raised right forearm to block, meeting the military knife that was slashing at his neck.
Clang... sparks flew.
Then, the sound of a bone breaking came...
"How... is this possible..." Qisha's steel-lock gauntlet was undamaged, but the immense force carried by the slash broke his forearm.
"What is this power..." Qisha was shocked and uncertain, thinking to himself, "His ribs must have broken several times already, the power of an ordinary attack can never be stronger than just now... This... must be a skill! Skills have consumption and cooldown time, this kind of heavy blow can't be continuous... uh!"
Clang clang clang...
Xiao Tan moved his hands and launched another attack. Two sharp blades intertwined and moved continuously, dancing out layers of phantoms and shimmering light. His technique at this moment was unbelievably strange, and between the sharp movements, it seemed as if there were two assassins, one with a military knife and the other with claw blades on their wrists, launching attacks from both sides respectively.
Qisha paled in horror and couldn't care less about his broken right arm. He could only endure the pain, putting both fists forward, blocking and retreating...
Between the clashes of weapons, there were faint bursts of fighting spirit.
After only ten seconds of fighting, Qisha was already in a precarious situation, shocked in his heart, "What is this! This is no longer a fighting skill... Could it be the legendary Dual-Handed Combat Technique? And this sudden surge of power is actually continuous?"
Xiao Tan, on the other hand, had a blank look on his face, as if he was doing something very easy and ordinary... Seeing that his opponent was gradually collapsing, he leaned forward and took half a step; the left hand's rotating blade condensed strength, the right hand swept away the dust, combining the moves into one fatal blow.
Reaching this point, Qisha also mustered a fierce force. He simply gave up defense, twisted his body and jumped up, the spinning figure stirring up a whirlwind. His two fists borrowed the momentum to unleash their moves, exhausting all his physical energy, and used the killing move [Bao Ying Jing Tao Po (Violent Shadow Shocking Wave)] with both hands at the same time.
Xiao Tan, however, used a rather strange movement... leaning his upper body backwards, his feet touching the rock surface, catching the shadow against the wind, using a swallow-like somersault to launch both [Ni Ren Hui Xuan Zhan (Reverse Blade Returning Slash)] and [Bu Ying Zhui Hun (Frightening Shadow Soul Chase)].
The ultimate moves collided, immediately causing the wind and clouds to stir, the scattered invisible force was vast and mighty, like a chaotic storm, leaving cracks on the surrounding rocks.
A few seconds later, the smoke and dust settled, and the fighting gradually subsided... Only the sound of dripping blood, falling on the rock walls, could be heard.
Qisha was seen kneeling on one knee, covered in blood. He gritted his teeth, intending to stand up, but... at the moment he exerted his strength, multiple wounds on his body burst open instantly, spewing out a sky full of blood mist. From a high place, it looked like a blood-colored flower blooming in the wilderness.
A surge of intense pain rushed to Qisha's heart, and soon he lost his last bit of strength.
Essence, Qi, and Spirit had all dissipated... The victory or defeat had been decided.
At this moment, Xiao Tan was standing in front of his opponent. When Qisha's blood splattered on his face, his expression did not change at all. From the moment he awakened until now, apart from the loss of Survival Value caused by internal bleeding, he had not suffered any damage from his opponent.
When he exchanged blows with Qisha, each of his attacks was faster, stronger, and more accurate. The remaining power of the twin blades in his hand had already broken Qisha's tendons and shaved his bones, while Qisha's attacks... were either deflected or dissipated.
"See, less than a minute," Xiao Tan put away his twin blades, uttering the final line of the battle.
Qisha also turned into white light and dissipated at the moment his voice fell.
At this moment, every audience member watching the live broadcast was stunned.
Only one person was still staring with dead fish eyes, muttering, "It seems... something troublesome has happened..."