San Tian Liang Jiao
Chapter 1501 Feng·Jian·Jue (Part 1)
The uproar caused by Uncle Useless subsided after four or five days.
His "transformation" at that crucial moment not only allowed him to win the match point for [Useless Alliance] against [Ice Emperor], but also scared away their opponent in the eleventh round.
Although using the idiom "subduing the enemy without fighting" to describe this matter is a bit of a waste of ancient sayings, it is basically...that's what happened.
On the morning of April 12th, Dream Corporation added an announcement on its official website that the team [Band of Brothers] had forfeited the match. After seeing the announcement, the majority of players expressed...complete understanding and respect for their decision.
Of course, even if a team forfeits temporarily, the match results will not change.
According to the list, [Order] was randomly selected to have a bye in the eleventh round again. Even if a team suddenly withdrew from the competition, Dream Corporation would not do such an unprofessional thing as "allowing the originally determined bye team to fill the spot because the number of teams has changed."
Therefore, the fact that [Order] has a bye remains unchanged, and [Useless Alliance], which was originally scheduled to play against [Band of Brothers], has also advanced ahead of schedule.
The actual number of teams participating in this round will be 24, which means there will be twelve matches.
At this stage of S3, there is no such thing as a "focus match" because the remaining teams...even the non-professional ones, are all strong.
It can be said that every game is very interesting.
However, if we had to pick out the most watched match, it would definitely be the match between [Hell Front] and [Jianghu].
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At midnight on the thirteenth, the competition time arrived.
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[Peak Conquest S3, Round Eleven]
[Venue: Wanli Kuangsha (Ten Thousand Miles of Wild Sand)]
Along with the prompt, the players of the two teams were teleported to their respective spectator spaces.
Wanli Kuangsha is a legendary place in the Pili world.
The sand here has buried human bones and been stained with the blood of gods; it has experienced the baptism of the Eight Dragon God Fire and witnessed the disintegration of a generation of Sword Saints... Many people have died here, and many things have come to an end here.
As a battlefield for a great war, it is more than suitable.
[The match will begin in thirty seconds]
The moment the voice sounded, a white light flashed, and [Feng Bujue] and [Kuang Zong Jianying] entered the battlefield.
"Heh..." The two looked at each other, and at the same moment, they both raised one side of their mouths, revealing a meaningful smile.
The countdown passed quickly, but neither of them moved or even made any preparations.
Until the word "fight" sounded, they were still smiling and standing opposite each other...
"It's really nostalgic." After the barrier disappeared, Feng Bujue spoke first.
"Yes..." Jian Shao replied, "Now that I think about it...it seems like it was many years ago."
At this moment, what the two were referring to was the scene when they first met...
That day was Feng Bujue's first "Slaughter Game," and his first opponent in the duel was Kuang Zong Jianying.
At that time, both of them were only level fifteen, and there were no spectators for that match.
But now, both of them are well-known level sixty top players; and the stage they are on is the highly anticipated peak battlefield.
"Perhaps...this is the so-called 'fate'." Feng Bujue said, "To be honest...I really didn't expect to meet you in this 'vanguard battle'."
"Heh..." Jian Shao smiled and replied, "Whether it's fate or coincidence...now that things have come to this, I think it's a good thing..." As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand and drew his sword, "...I think you still remember, that day, our victory was undecided."
This was the truth. That day under the Hanging Corpse Wall, their battle was interrupted halfway by Yan Guiren. As a result, they were both forcibly teleported out of the script, and neither of them received a reward.
"Okay...I remember, I remember." Feng Bujue drawled, replying weakly, "Since 'fate' has arranged it this way, then this time...I'll accompany you to the end."
At this point, the two stopped talking; their expressions, along with the surrounding atmosphere...gradually became solemn.
The atmosphere of killing was gathering, and a storm was about to come.
The sky, which was originally under the blazing sun, was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, as if the heavens and the earth were also trembling for the upcoming duel.
And those spectators who were watching this match, including the commentators on the live broadcast channel, were also affected by this atmosphere—holding their breath and concentrating, silently.
Finally, after a suffocating confrontation, like their last duel, Kuang Zong Jianying...struck first.
Suddenly, Jian Shao's body burst out with abundant fighting spirit, and he raised his sword in a starting stance, suddenly rising up.
The sword is like the sea, the energy is like the waves, as vast as the rapid clouds surging, and as powerful as the majesty of heaven.
Seeing the move, Feng Bujue did not hesitate and spun away quickly.
His body was like a swimming dragon, flying like wings, escaping from the gap, and moving away quickly.
"Hmph..." Jian Shao smiled when he saw that Jue-ge used the same response as last time; then, he picked up a Beijing opera accent and shouted, "Haa—"
When the shout started, Kuang Zong Jianying swept his energy across the blade, and the sword body instantly surged with cold light.
At the moment of the attack, the sword light was the only dynamic, and the concentration was thorough.
What could only be done with title skills back then can now be done with ordinary body techniques... Jian Shao just used a burst of acceleration to eliminate the distance of more than ten steps between them.
At the moment of going around to the enemy's front, Kuang Zong Jianying had already slashed down with his sword.
Dang—
The next second, sparks flew, and the sound of metal clashing rang out.
Facing Jian Shao's slash, Feng Bujue used the [Z-wrench] to block it; although he steadily blocked this blow, he also knew very well...that this was just the beginning.
Sure enough, before the remaining force of the first move dissipated, Kuang Zong Jianying's follow-up move had arrived.
The fast sword dances continuously, like butterflies playing among flowers.
The blade wind chases shadows, like fragrance staining clothes.
The sharp edges collide, like a killing string playing.
Fighting spirit entangles and attacks, like the wind and clouds moving in reverse.
As one of the strongest swordsmen in the Thriller Paradise game, Kuang Zong Jianying lives up to his name... He can make people dazzled and amazed just by using conventional moves to attack.
And Feng Bujue's side...is also not inferior; he immediately used his soul intent and cleverly turned the situation around, using skillful movements to avoid the sharp edges and fight.
Even if the opponent's sword is like a net covering, and the blade is shining with phosphorus, Jue-ge can still see the gaps and pass through without injury; compared with the scene when the two fought back then...Feng Bujue's progress is obviously greater.
"Heh... Good!" Jian Shao was not surprised to see this, but instead praised his opponent.
When the voice fell, he used a skill.
Today's Jian Shao, of course, cannot use such a polite move as [Bow Step Straight Thrust] to deal with Jue-ge like he did at level fifteen... The sword move he is using now is an A-level skill called [San Chi Qiushui (Three Feet of Autumn Water)].
Suddenly, the sword energy flew out, rushing through the clouds, the power of the move was awe-inspiring, and it came menacingly.
But this move...missed.
In an instant, the cold shadows swept through the wind, and the bloody shadows broke through the void... Feng Bujue directly activated [Ling Shi Ju Shen Shu - Ji (Spirit Consciousness Gathering Body Technique - Extreme)], using the greatly increased speed to dodge the A-level skill completely.
"You're not bad either..." After dodging the sword move, Jue-ge immediately moved in and swung his wrench in a counterattack.
The raging waves of moves, attacking the wild sword's unique style, the figures of both sides intertwined, the moves came and went, and it was difficult to tell who would win for a while.
At this moment, at first glance, the two were fighting very lively and wonderfully, but in reality, they both knew very well... From the moment Jian Shao took the lead to this moment, they were basically in a "playing" mood, recreating the scene of the last duel; the difference is that the same thing...was full of dangers and life-and-death back then, but now...both sides seem to be doing it with ease.
However, this kind of "warm-up activity" obviously cannot continue forever... By now, they should almost get serious.
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The evil clouds are dense, and the wind is rustling.
A decisive battle of fate, ten thousand miles of wild sand.
Who wins? Who loses? Who dies? Who lives?
If you want to know what happens next, please see the next chapter for details.