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In an instant.

Dark purple armor appeared piece by piece from the void and attached to the transformed Zhao Xin. In just a short moment, Zhao Xin entered an armed state, and the special energy in his body reached its absolute peak.

"boom!"

"Crackling~"

With lightning wrapped around his body, Zhao Xin held the spear in one hand and, with force on his steps, he appeared in front of Ye Lingyun like a phantom, like an arrow shot from a bow.

"Insanity!"

Looking at Ye Lingyun, who was motionless, with his hands folded across his chest, and not even in an armed state, Zhao Xin, who was giving it his all, had a flash of anger in his eyes.

"boom!"

The gun head swung violently, like a dragon, attacking Ye Lingyun's face.

A dangerous silver arc flashed in the void, and like teleportation, Zhao Xin's spear instantly appeared in front of Ye Lingyun.

"boom!"

Just as the two sides were about to collide, Ye Lingyun moved.

tread!

With just one step, they were separated by a world of distance. Ye Lingyun only took a small step to avoid the killing move that Zhao Xin had prepared for a long time.

"This level of strength is not worthy of your big words!"

Behind Zhao Xin, Ye Lingyun stood with his hands behind his back. Facing Zhao Xin's exposed back, the arrogant Ye Lingyun did not choose to attack!

"You... don't even have the qualifications to allow me to unarm!"

Although he pronounced the verdict coldly, Ye Lingyun's expression was not sarcastic like Piccolo's. Instead, it was an extremely serious statement.

However, this is often more harmful.

"Come again!"

Zhao Xin did not get discouraged after missing the first attack. Instead, he turned the gun around and continued to charge. His body turned into lightning, with a flash of cold light coming first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

However...Ye Lingyun is the dragon slayer.

Facing Zhao Xin's attacks, Ye Lingyun could always dodge them easily and comfortably with minimal effort.

Ye Lingyun put his hands behind his back and dodged dozens of attacks from Zhao Xin in just a few seconds.

The passersby A and cannon fodder B who were serving as commentators around couldn't help but frown.

"This... It seems that the gap between player Zhao Xin and player Ye Lingyun is quite big. The result of this game seems..." Cannon fodder B wanted to say something.

But he was interrupted by Passerby A who shook his head.

"I believe that every contestant who participates in the world's number one martial arts tournament will not give up easily. Until the last moment of the battle, you can never guess the winner. This is the true meaning of the competition!" Passerby A's voice was loud.

But most of the audience did not buy it.

At this time, there were very few comments on the sky screen, and most of the strong people had given up watching the game.

There were only a few comments floating around, but most of them were not discussing the game content, but more about chatting with the help of the sky screen.

Devil No. 1, Liang Bing, who believed that the ending was already determined, simply continued to study the path to the underworld in his body.

In the Melo Heaven, Yan, who had been rescued, silently looked at Zhao Xin in the sky, and seemed to remember himself a few days ago.

She was so powerless at that time.

………………

Faced with the obvious gap between Zhao Xin and Ye Lingyun, the entire universe was predicting pessimism, and only a few people still firmly believed that Zhao Xin would win.

For example, Kesha in the Palace of Angel King.

He stood up from the throne and looked at Zhao Xin in the sky, who had failed time and again but never gave up.

Kesha's expression was moved. "Those with firm beliefs will be redeemed!"

The earth, Juxia City, the streets, and the surrounding onlookers had already fallen silent.

Even Liu Chuang was just smoking dully at this time.

But in this quiet atmosphere, a unique voice was heard.

"Uncle Zhao Xin, come on!" the little girl shouted loudly at the sky.

Liu Chuang paused while smoking, and a sudden smile appeared on his face covered by smoke.

"Zhao Xin, is this your way?"

........................

"Don't you realize the gap between us?"

Ye Lingyun couldn't remember how many times he had dodged Zhao Xin's attacks, and a trace of impatience flashed across his face.

Finally, when facing Zhao Xin's attack again, this time, Ye Lingyun did not dodge.

Facing the extremely sharp gun tip, Ye Lingyun had a cold face and blocked the attack with just one finger.

"boom!"

At the place where the two sides collided, terrifying energy was transmitted from the tip of the gun and Ye Lingyun's fingers, and an invisible momentum began to permeate the fighting arena.

Ye Lingyun started to get serious.

"Useless persistence, your efforts never had a chance from the beginning!"

Ye Lingyun's arrogant voice sounded, and he suddenly pointed his finger.

“Boom!” “Crack~~”

A crisp cracking sound came from the spear in Zhao Xin's hand, and the next second, a horrific explosion occurred between the two of them.

"boom!!"

Zhao Xin failed to react in time and was injured by the explosion. He flew backwards hundreds of meters and fell into a big pit.

"boom!"

Ye Lingyun waved his hand to disperse the thick smoke on the pit.

In an instant, Zhao Xin's miserable appearance was clearly projected by the sky.

The originally dark purple weapon had a big hole blasted in the chest, and the body was covered with damage from the explosion. Countless blood flowed from the body and gathered into a pool of blood in the pit. It was obvious that it had lost its ability to resist.

On the canopy.

"Sure enough, we still lost!"

"Why didn't you just admit defeat earlier? Why did you come here to embarrass yourself? You idiot who doesn't know your place!"

"The backward theocracy era is definitely not a great sequence... eh? Standing up?"

…………

After taking a look at the miserable Zhao Xin, Ye Lingyun ignored him and turned to walk towards the referee.

"It's time to announce the results of the competition!"

Cannon Fodder B nodded, raised his hand and said loudly: "I declare that the winner of the second round of the top eight qualifying round of the world's number one martial arts tournament is Ye..."

"Wait...wait...I haven't lost yet!"

Suddenly, an intermittent sound came from the bottom of the pit.

Then, in the astonished eyes of the audience throughout the universe.

Zhao Xin, whose body was covered with scars, used the half-broken spear handle in his hand to prop himself up from the ground and looked at Ye Lingyun with a stubborn face.

Cannon fodder B couldn’t bear to watch and walked over.

"Your body has reached its limit, admit defeat!"

"No, I'm in my best condition now. I can fight with him for a whole day!" Zhao Xin grinned ugly.

Seeing Zhao Xin still persisting despite this, Ye Lingyun looked at him in confusion.

"What are you fighting for? Victory? Honor?"

Zhao Xin smiled gently and looked up at the sky.

“Victory can bring joy, honor can bring dignity, but there is something more important than them, that is - life!”

"For me, protection is more important than life!"

Listening to Zhao Xin's answer, Ye Lingyun shook his head in disagreement.

"Devoting yourself to a goal you don't know if it will succeed or not is not a wise choice!"

"I don't know if there will be any results, but I know that if I don't give it my all, there will definitely be no results!"