FYN Chapter 78 We won!
Chapter 78 We won!
Chapter 78 We Won! (Bonus Chapter for First Subscription)
Seeing Lu Ren rushing forward on his own initiative, Chen Zui was stunned, and his wooden sword was already swinging down.
"Clang—!!"
He raised his sword to block, his pupils slightly contracting.
The force became incredibly heavy, at least three or four times stronger!
Although it's still not as good as me, it's no longer something I can easily take on.
Due to a misjudgment of the force, he stumbled back several steps. Before he could regain his footing, his "Listening to the Wind" ability kept giving him warnings.
Looking at the man who was less than half a meter away from him, he had an unbelievable thought in his mind, and the next second his thought became a reality.
"Methane explosion"
With a deafening explosion and a cloud of dust, Chen Zui coughed up a mouthful of blood. Before he could even regain his footing, a strong gust of wind swept through the thick smoke once more.
"Dang"
The wooden sword clashed with the steel sword again, sparks flying, followed by a loud "boom".
"Ding ding ding ding"
"Boom boom boom boom"
Explosions rang out one after another on the field, just like the thick smoke that would have appeared with each collision. This time, almost the instant their swords touched, a violent explosion would inevitably occur the next second. The two fought in several places, blasting the ground into craters and sending sand and stones flying.
"This kid's finally gotten serious!"
"He's blowing himself up, hahaha, what a rascal!"
"That's how it should be. His stats are all low. If he doesn't push himself hard, he'll have a hard time competing with other body cultivators of the same level."
"His self-harm probably has an amplifying effect, right? But it can't last. If he can't defeat Chen Zui in a short time, he'll still lose."
Lu Ren didn't care whether he could hit the target or not. He would just get close and explode whenever he had the chance. Later on, it didn't matter if he wasn't close enough. He would just explode when the atmosphere was right, exploding while spitting blood.
Real men always play with explosions!
Chen Zui was hit in the face several times, his internal organs felt displaced, and blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth.
After the explosion, thick smoke billowed again, and a dark shadow attacked from within the smoke. He instinctively raised his sword to block, but this time the sensation was not the clash of weapons.
He sliced a mud cannon in two and dropped it behind him.
This is a feint!
The next second, a person rushed out from the other side of the thick smoke. Before he could react, the wooden sword swept across!
He tried to parry with his sword, but it was clearly too late.
"Whoosh!!"
Those watching from below the field had their vision obscured by the smoke and couldn't see clearly. Suddenly, something flew out of the thick smoke and landed on the ground, startling a group of children who screamed. Even Shen Yaoxing and the others' expressions darkened slightly.
Only a few elders and Old Master Wang remained calm.
What lay on the ground was a hand, Chen Zui's severed arm.
The next second, Chen Zui burst out of the thick smoke, leaving a trail of blood.
Something's very wrong. This person's physical strength has instantly increased by a level, and his fighting spirit has become incredibly strong.
If you continue to engage with it, you will be defeated in just a few rounds.
But this state certainly couldn't last, and his opponent's injuries were even more severe than his own. Chen Zui didn't know if this was his skill or his talent.
Perhaps it's similar to the Berserker's Berserk talent.
When you encounter a professional with this kind of talent, you can't fight him to the death. As long as you can stall for time, he will still win.
Chen endured excruciating pain and fled in defeat, bleeding profusely.
Lu Ren flew out with his sword, giving chase.
The battle situation changed rapidly. In the first half, Lu Ren was being chased and beaten, but now the roles have been reversed.
Not only did they exert absolute dominance, but they have now even cut off one of Chen Zui's arms.
However, his fighting style was too brutal, like a demon seeking death, and he had no trace of the demeanor of a master.
"Chen Zui, are you just going to run away?"
"Come back and fight me one-on-one!"
"Whoever runs away is a low-class professional!"
"Chen Zui, you son of a bitch—when are you going to stop running away?"
The old man was sitting right below, so Lu Ren couldn't scold him. He was sweating profusely.
No, if this drags on any longer, I'm bound to lose.
But this time it wasn't him stalling the battle, it was Chen Zui who was stalling the battle.
Although his physique has doubled to over 120, he can barely hold his own against Chen, but if Chen tries to escape, he can't catch up at all.
Feeling his strength beginning to wane, Lu Ren gritted his teeth and forcefully swung the wooden sword in his hand.
"Take this sword—"
The wooden sword transformed into a flying arrow and sped away!
"Kang Dang Yi"
This desperate, desperate throw was easily deflected by Chen Zui's sword.
In this one-on-one arena battle, warriors can even fight mages who are one level higher, but if a warrior cannot defeat a mage in close combat, he will be suppressed and beaten.
At this moment, Lu Ren even threw away the weapon he used to defend against his attack, so he could defeat him in one move before Lu Ren could even use his skill!
Chen Zui, who was still speeding along, stepped on the ground with his toes and turned back without pausing at all.
He acknowledged that the opponent was incredibly strong, so he was determined to go all out!
He believed that the clan elders on the sidelines could hold them back in a life-or-death situation. Lu Ren was now an opponent he had no confidence in, and he dared not harbor any illusions.
This sword strike was aimed directly at Lu Ren's heart, with the sole purpose of killing him.
Lu Ren dodged, but Lu Ren gave chase. Suddenly, the other man stopped, his eyes filled with a murderous intent to die together!
Chen's heart pounded, and the wind was warning him to stop immediately and stop rushing forward.
The opponent was about to unleash a methane explosion, but he had already decided that even if he had to withstand the explosion, he would still thrust out this sword!
All that could be heard was the howling wind, carrying with it the message of death. Would the power of this explosion be unprecedented?
This person must have exhausted all their strength to create this explosion.
Impossible. Even Lu Ren couldn't withstand that kind of power, let alone someone who was right at the center of the explosion.
Could it be that he would rather die than admit defeat?
Chen was the least trusting, so he pressed on relentlessly.
He's not afraid of death, so why would I be afraid of dying?
The distance between the two closed in an instant: 25 meters, 20 meters, 15 meters, 10 meters, 5 meters, and 2 meters!
Just as the sword tip was about to touch Lu Ren's heart and a blazing fire was about to erupt, Chen Zui gritted his teeth, turned around, and left.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Lu Ren, who was already prepared, grabbed his wrist.
"Got you?"
The expected explosion did not occur, but the sound of the wind in Chen Zui's ears still lingered, even becoming more piercing. What on earth was he trying to do?!
"Whoosh-"
The next instant, a wooden sword hovered in mid-air, its tip stopping at Chen Zui's heart.
The wooden sword that suddenly appeared emerged from Lu Ren's chest.
Chen Zui stood there stunned. It turned out that the warning of death did not come from the explosion.
This guy saw through the loophole in his "listening to the wind" technique, used his telekinesis to manipulate the wooden sword to circle behind him, using his own body to conceal the sword's movement, intending to perish together with him.
No, the sword went through the wound he had left when he stabbed himself at the beginning. The wound was some distance from his heart, so even if it was inserted again, it would worsen his injury, but it would definitely not be life-threatening.
Is this person crazy?
Lu Ren looked down at the sword piercing his chest and felt that he couldn't control his mental power anymore.
"Wait, why did it stop?"
Then Chen Zui saw that the sword that had pierced through the other person's chest twitched back and forth.
"Ouch!? Ouch, ouch, ouch! Who's playing with my sword?"
The white-haired woman in the arena said irritably, "Boy, unleash your mental power."
Lu Ren then realized that the other party had just stopped him from using Chen Zui and was now using his mental power to control his sword.
The wooden sword was pulled out with a "whoosh" sound, and blood began to spurt from his chest and back.
With the battle over, exhaustion and pain surged up like a tide, impossible to ignore.
The handsome man with white hair coughed and announced, "Lu Ren has won this competition."
PS: So far, the first subscription has exceeded 800. Judging from the trend, it should be able to reach 1000. I'll add two extra chapters ahead of schedule. If it exceeds 1100, I'll add another chapter tomorrow at noon, but it probably won't reach that number.
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