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Watching his teammate split in two before his very eyes, Zhanlu's pupils shrank, and the knuckles on his hand gripping the sword hilt turned pale.

"Don't get distracted!"

Bai Haozheng roared, his light-based longsword extending into a light curtain, blocking Dan Chenzi's flying swords while also deflecting a fatal blow from behind for Zhanlu.

Dan Chenzi's six flying swords differed in shape, weight, speed, trajectory, added spiritual power attributes, and methods of attack.

Especially after being strengthened by the Blood Ignition Technique, this became even more pronounced, preventing opponents from defending against all of them with just one method. Furthermore, these flying swords would also rotate their attack targets under the controller's command, disrupting the opponent's rhythm of defense and counterattack.

Xingyun's eyes sparkled with starlight as her figure hovered in mid-air. She extended her palms, continuously summoning astral matter from the void, which spread around her body like layers of curtains,

encircling a silver greatsword.

Just as the astral matter was about to completely solidify and freeze the greatsword,

another slender soft sword abandoned its attack on the nearby Qimian Xuantian and silently, swiftly, struck towards Xingyun's back.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing was extremely harsh.

The person who flashed behind Xingyun to block this attack for her was none other than Qimian Xuantian.

He wore a pair of perfect-grade gloves called [Claws of Annihilation] on his hands.

The surface of the gloves was covered with dense thorns, black at the bottom and white at the top, exceptionally sharp and tough.

His five fingers had transformed into sharp beast claws, capable of easily cutting through high-strength alloys.

Screech—

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding screeching sound, Qimian Xuantian's palms firmly gripped the soft sword's blade, and sparks flew from his beast claw gloves.

"Stop right there!"

He gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and his figure expanded by a circle, actually using brute force to twist the soft sword into a U-shape.

Unfortunately, the soft sword was forged from some unknown material, and despite being ravaged by Qimian Xuantian's brute force, it remained tough.

Not only did it not break, but it instead actively bent along the gaps between the dense thorns of the beast claw gloves, sliding out like a snake,

striking Qimian Xuantian's shoulder with a single slash,

and then rapidly flying along the astral matter curtain summoned by Xingyun, circling around and peeling away the astral matter like peeling an onion, "rescuing" the trapped silver greatsword.

The players were not fighting simple, dead objects,

but rather Dan Chenzi, who possessed equal intelligence, high flexibility, and even richer combat experience, with each flying sword being an extension of his will and magic power.

It wasn't just Zhanlu and the others who were locked in a bitter fight. Juzi was still trapped in the palm vortex of the sand giant summoned by the scroll-wielding scholar—the bottom of his shoes were ejecting a ghostly blue flame,

providing immense thrust, attempting to break free from the vortex's restraints.

However, the whirlwind was formed by magic power, firmly attracting Juzi, preventing the latter from escaping.

At the same time, the whirlwind rapidly rotated with fine sand particles, like a high-speed blender, grinding anything that fell into it into powder.

Juzi held the wooden box containing Dan Chenzi's seventh longsword in his left hand, while his right hand continuously took out various creations manufactured by the [Mechanic Guild] from the void,

bombs, grenades, incendiary bombs, high-explosive bombs...

The [Mechanic Guild] was currently one of the main producers of various mechanical products in the Killing Game. As the president of the Mechanic Guild, Juzi's spatial equipment was naturally filled with his own products.

Dozens of bundles of various bombs were thrown into the eye of the storm. With a "boom," a large chunk was carved out of the palm of the sand giant's hand, but the whirlwind continued,

drawing sand from the ground to restore the palm to its original state,

continuing to drag Juzi little by little towards the eye of the storm.

Fuxiao activated the Qubeley mecha, just about to use the funnels to bombard the distant scroll-wielding scholar,

when the closed-eyed monk in the distance sat down cross-legged on the spot, turning the prayer beads in his hand and murmuring Buddhist scriptures.

Fuxiao only heard a sacred chanting of Buddhist scriptures ringing above his head. Accompanied by a compassionate and peaceful Buddhist light, two massive Vajra Warrior illusory figures descended from the sky, one on the left and one on the right, blocking in front of the Qubeley mecha.

The two Vajra Warrior illusory figures were eight meters tall, a head taller than the Qubeley mecha,

both with angry expressions, wielding demon-subduing pestles and treasure trees,

smashing down on Fuxiao's head.

Fuxiao subconsciously retreated to dodge. The Vajra Warriors were clearly just illusory figures, but when the demon-subduing pestles and treasure trees smashed on the ground, they could shatter the ground into powder.

The two Vajra Warrior illusory figures entangled the Qubeley mecha, preventing Fuxiao from rushing to support Juzi—the latter desperately tried to activate the flame jets on the soles of his feet, but was still being dragged little by little into the depths of the blender-like eye of the storm.

Not good.

With his teammates being trapped one after another, Ding Zhensi pressed the button to drive the mecha to provide support before the Kui Niu mecha's inspection system completed its self-check.

"Wait."

Li Ang's voice rang out, "Don't move."

"What?"

Ding Zhensi subconsciously stood still, not moving. Li Risheng had a good relationship with the Special Affairs Bureau, and had also proven his strength in the Sky Arena last time.

"What 'don't move'? What's going on?"

Ding Zhensi manipulated the Kui Niu mecha to maintain a rigid posture, holding a high-frequency cutting blade in his right hand and a circular shield in his left hand, blocking in front of the cockpit on his chest, and asked through the communication broadcast.

Before he could finish speaking, his question was answered.

Killing intent.

A strong, bone-chilling killing intent from Qingqiu permeated the surroundings.

As if being targeted by a top predator, Ding Zhensi felt a inexplicable cold sweat on his back, his hands and limbs stiff, and the sound of his own heartbeat echoed in his ears.

Inside the Kui Niu mecha cockpit, a system alert sounded, indicating the detection of strong hostility. Red warning lights flickered erratically, reflecting Ding Zhensi's stiff face.

The invisible Qingqiu was nearby...

Qin, holding a chainsaw, slowly moved closer to her teammates Eva and Nina.

When they came in the armored car, they saw Qingqiu's scene of beheading Hosta, Sesshouin, and Zhezhuang Tonggou.

Hosta was the president of the Thousand-Throated Beast, Sesshouin was the strongest in the Sun Island Abnormal Affairs Investigation Bureau, and Zhezhuang Tonggou was also a secret weapon of the European Heavy Industries Group.

All three were powerhouses among powerhouses, undeniably first-tier players, far stronger than them "apprentices."

However, such existences couldn't even last a single round in front of Qingqiu, and were ended cleanly like slaughtering chickens and pigs...

Did they really have the ability and the need to stay here?

Qin stared intently ahead, glancing at the system detector floating in mid-air, lowered her voice, and said to her teammates: "Be prepared for active defense types, as well as control-type skill items."

"Huh?" Eva, who usually served as the team's commander, subconsciously pursed her lips. Just as she was about to ask, she was interrupted by Qin: "Listen to me this time. We don't have the means to break the opponent's defense, our power system can't be used. Instead of staying here and holding back our teammates, it's better to attract attacks and buy time for others."

Qin paused for a moment, squinted her eyes, and said: "I'll move first. If that fox appears and attacks me, you release control skills, and then directly withdraw from the competition, don't linger."

Eva was silent for a moment, "...Can you do it?"

"I'll try."

Qin took a deep breath, turned the chainsaw zipper, causing the chainsaw to roar,

and then took a step forward.

This step was like triggering some kind of switch.

Qingqiu's short figure suddenly appeared in front of Qin, his thin sword slashing towards Qin's head.