I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

A few beads of sweat appeared on Murong Haiyi's forehead, and his hand holding the sword was trembling. Cutting open the dragon's head seemed to have taken a lot of his energy.

"Hey, seriously? This is just a natural expression of my aura, I haven't even made a move yet! And you can't handle it?"

Si Mo raised her right hand, which was crossed over her chest, and stroked her cheek, saying with a hint of sarcasm.

"..."

Murong Haiyi remained silent. The outcome of this battle was already obvious; no matter how powerful he was, there was no suspense about his victory.

It's impossible to have even a single one.

However, as long as it brings me progress, that's enough.

The response to Si Mo was still those three cold, hard words: "Please enlighten me!"

The coldness in Si Mo's eyes suddenly reached an extremely chilling level, like ice that had been sealed for thousands of years, or like looking at a dead person.

"Simo, you idiot! Even if you want to win, don't win so easily, okay?! This just exposes your weakness!"

Yan Ziming on the podium was extremely anxious, praying that Si Mo would notice this before revealing more of her strength.

However, relying on Si Mo herself to realize that the hope was too slim, Yan Zi Mo looked at Mu Mu in the audience. As if they were telepathically connected, Mu Mu was also looking at her at this moment, and they understood each other's intentions.

Mu Mu immediately opened her mouth gently towards Si Mo on the field—

Si Mo on the stage was about to use her real skills to give Murong Haiyi an unforgettable lesson, but she seemed to hear something halfway through and suddenly stopped, stamping her foot in frustration.

"Consider yourself lucky! I'm still giving you some face!"

Si Mo's follow-up move came: a dark 'night curtain' enveloped the arena, making it impossible to see anything inside. Even with the most advanced equipment, it was impossible to tell what was happening inside.

"Hey—" A chorus of boos erupted from the sidelines.

Even so, they kept their eyes glued to that arena, while the other arenas in other locations became mere background noise.

In the darkness of night, a beautiful yet powerful tail appeared behind Si Mo, its tip resembling a jet-black feather. As it gently brushed past, several gaps appeared in the space.

Si Mo walked up to Murong Haiyi within two meters with an air of indifference, her arrogant attitude so natural that it didn't provoke any dislike, as if it were something she was born with.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" The voice was cold and contemptuous, full of disdain for inferior beings.

"Come here on horseback."

xiuxiuxiuxiu——

The feather-like tail unleashed a barrage of dense stabs, instantly igniting in the confined space and tearing through the air at high speed, emitting a shrill shriek like a vengeful ghost from the abyss as it rubbed against the air.

Blood spurted out.

64. The King's Composure

The attack from the silk threads was incredibly fierce, at least to Murong Haiyi. Like a shooting star, the black light, accompanied by waves of sound, tore a long scar through the air, unstoppable.

In just one exchange, Murong Haiyi was injured, blood splattering and soaking his clothes.

However, Murong Haiyi's defense was also very tenacious, adopting the same flawless defensive stance he had used against Yan Ziming.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding—

The feather-like tail tip kept striking the surface of the White Emperor Sword in Murong Haiyi's hand, and he blocked all of the silk-like attacks, producing a series of ear-piercing collision sounds.

【Hmm...?! Such powerful strength!】

Murong Haiyi's eyes widened as he struggled to block. Although Si Mo's attack frequency wasn't as fast as Yan Zimo's back then, her strength was truly...?!

It weighs as much as a thousand pounds.

He only managed to block for a few seconds before the bones in his right hand began to groan in pain. Even the 'vibration' inherent in the White Emperor Sword couldn't do much good.

This is an amazing skill. It can reflect a certain amount of force back to the opponent, and it will also create an ultra-low frequency shock wave. This not only causes invisible 'soft damage' to the enemy, but also reduces the force transmitted back to your hand. It is a skill that combines offense and defense.

However, the tip of the silk was bounced back, but it was caught smoothly and even faster and more fiercely than the last attack!

【Amazing! 】

Murong Haiyi was shocked, thinking to himself that the Black Calamity's strength was indeed formidable. Perhaps the opponent had held back, and this force might not be... No! This force was definitely not the opponent's limit.

Si Mo smiled dismissively.

"Foolish human! Don't think you're the only one skilled with weapons. To us, our own bodies are the strongest weapons. The sword in your hand may be powerful, but it's ultimately just an external object. In this respect, can you compare to us?"

"!!!"

Is that how it is?!

Murong Haiyi was once again shocked. He had fought countless life-and-death battles with mutated species, but this was the first time he had ever heard such words from them.

As she said, she was actually inferior in the field of close combat with weapons, which she was so proud of, and she was no match for Si Mo, who had been fighting bloody battles since birth.

Moreover, Si Mo definitely didn't use her full strength; in fact, it could be said that she only used less than one or two tenths of her peak power.

After all, the Black Calamity is actually a black dragon...

If a punch were to land, the wind alone could blow away all the spectators in the audience, and the pressure of the punch could crush all the bones in one's body, not to mention that if the punch actually hits flesh, it's hard to say whether even a single cell the size of a molecule would be left.

However, one of the things Si Mo said made Murong Haiyi a little unhappy.

Outside the arena, Ye Qianxue stared wide-eyed, her eyes gleaming with silver light, watching the battle unfold through the black curtain.

Hearing Si Mo's words, she murmured to herself, "Is one's own body the strongest weapon...?"

Even though she has awakened the bloodline of Si Mo and possesses her current abnormally strong physical attributes, her focus in combat still leans towards her superpowers. Physical strength only plays a supporting role, or is merely a backup trump card.

"That's true for her, but it's not entirely suitable for you, Xue'er."

"Hey?! Sister Xian'er... Xian'er, what brings you here?"

"I had nothing to do, so I came to take a look," Liu Mengxian replied casually, continuing the previous topic:

"Compared to Simo, you are still more human. In the realm of physical abilities, you can't reach her level of achievement. It would be better if you focused your efforts on your superpowers."

“Hmm…” Ye Qianxue fell into thought.

“However, material possessions… are not entirely so,” Liu Mengxian smiled calmly.

At the same time, Yan Ziming on the podium also revealed a meaningful smile.

Si Mo, Si Mo... You may not know, but to him, the White Emperor Sword is not only a weapon he can wield with ease, but also a celestial spirit with its own intelligence...

........

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh ah ah ah ah ah—?!"

The oppressive feeling of the life-or-death crisis made Murong Haiyi roar excitedly, feeling like his whole body was burning, and his spirit had never been so focused.

His sword-wielding defense speed increased, gradually forming a 'golden bell shield' around his body, protecting him from attacks from any angle.

Perhaps finding it too boring, Si Mo stopped attacking, giving Murong Haiyi a chance to catch his breath.

"Hmph, still trying to put up a fight? I've already told you that your external possessions are useless. We haven't even used 20% of our strength yet. If you don't admit defeat, I can't guarantee that I won't accidentally kill you."

Si Mo raised her little fists and waved them a few times in a mock manner, as if to say...

—Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag? One punch from it could send you to your death!

Murong Haiyi looked at her, slightly haggard, but his gaze was firm, and he spoke each word clearly:

"Whether it's something external... use your own body to feel it..."

"..."

Si Mo was stunned for a moment, then laughed instead of getting angry, as if she had heard something extremely absurd.

"So, are you stupid? You still want to beat us in this field?"

She couldn't help but sigh heavily, put one hand to her forehead, and wore an expression that said, "This child is beyond redemption."

"Alright, then we'll give you that chance. If you're so capable, then give it a try."

Si Mo crossed her arms and stood less than half a meter away from Murong Haiyi.

"..." Murong Haiyi looked surprised.

Because at this moment, Si Mo did not put on any defensive stance, and her whole body was full of holes, which was the complete opposite of Murong Haiyi's flawless defense just now.

If it were truly a battle between equals, her arrogance would give her a greater than 90% chance of dying a gruesome death.

Unfortunately, she is a sequence-level being.

She did the same thing when she killed three ninth-tier Watchers in the Beian Military Administrative District, but ended up burying them all in the boundless void without taking any damage herself.

Although she didn't take their attack when she was in human form that time, but instead used space to dodge it, this time Si Mo didn't even intend to 'dodge'. She planned to just let Murong Haiyi attack her without taking any precautions.

She made no attempt to hide her disdain for Murong Haiyi; she had the right and the confidence to do so.

"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer." Murong Haiyi took a deep breath.

Immediately, his body stood perfectly straight, forming a flawless line, and his figure became blurred.

It's a very strange visual experience. Even though he's right in front of you, the feeling he evokes is fundamentally different from any change in space.

His body was engulfed in golden flames, and his hair danced wildly behind his head, taking on a pure golden sheen.

Si Mo's expression changed drastically, because in her eyes, Murong Haiyi's body was twisting and melting in the burning golden flames... Accompanying the terrifying golden flames was a white tiger roaring majestically at her, and the aura emanating from it even made Si Mo feel a bit of pressure.

This indeed brought Si Mo a great surprise, but her inner pride did not allow her to break her previous decision. She still stood in front of him with her arms crossed, completely unguarded.