As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

Red Demon Headquarters.

As Otsuka watched Liu Ren being gradually suppressed until he had no strength left to resist, his previously pent-up frustration finally eased somewhat.

He had the broken glass and spilled wine cleaned up from the table, and then resumed his elegant and composed sitting posture.

Looking at the image displayed in the floating window, Otsuka sneered, "Insects! Do you really think you can turn the tide at the Martial Arts Festival?"

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Sky-Piercing Gang.

Pi Xinjie, who had been closely monitoring the situation at the martial arts festival, immediately concluded after just one glance: "That little Japanese guy forcibly learned two tricks! And the level of those tricks isn't low!"

Bai Jia's face remained expressionless. Upon hearing this, he simply nodded and said, "It fits my stereotype of the Japanese—even if they win this deadly battle, that Ishida Mataji won't live much longer."

Forcing oneself to observe and learn magic tricks will lead to a geometric increase in mental burden.

For most people, mastering even one skill is enough to qualify them as "elites".

Those who can master two skills are the backbone of the elite.

They are also the core mid-level combat force in each faction.

From a macro perspective, it is also the pinnacle of combat power for all warriors.

"Liu Ren is in danger!" Pi Xinjie said irritably. "They've only won three games!"

"You can also give Liu Ren a couple more tricks later."

"Wait a minute? He'll die on the deathmatch stage in a minute!"

"I don't think so."

"what?"

Pi Xinjie didn't know where Bai Jia got this confidence from.

But they quieted down and refocused their attention on the image displayed in the floating window.

It was at this moment that Liu Ren stopped his retreating steps.

His heels had already touched the invisible wall—the edges of the deathmatch arena were entirely made of invisible walls until the deathmatch ended.

Unless someone dies, this invisible wall is enough to block all escape routes for those inside.

Just like the message in the game, "You are in a duel, there is no escape."

It's a truly desperate situation.

The manic smile on Ishida Yuji's face was particularly evident in that instant.

Time seemed to stand still as Liu Ren focused his attention.

All external influences vanished without a trace in that instant.

He stretched out his right hand, grasped his left wrist, and drew the gleaming white straight knife.

—To draw bones to make blades.

The moment he drew his sword, Liu Ren's muscles tensed, and he sprang forward like a spring that had been compressed to its limit.

He slashed at Ishida Matajima!

—Killing people!

Ishida Yuji's expression didn't even have time to change much.

From Liu Ren's perspective, none of the densely packed tentacles reached his body.

All the attacks were a second or two too late to land on him.

In that brief one or two seconds, he pushed all his muscle strength to the limit—so much so that his body was cracking and breaking everywhere, and a lot of blood splattered into the air due to Liu Ren's high-speed movement, but did not have time to fall.

Everything was still.

Only Liu Ren's constantly collapsing body traversed at high speed through this still space.

In less than half a second, he covered a distance of more than ten steps and rushed to Ishida Yuji's front.

Then, from bottom to top, the pale white bone knife slashed out.

Plain and unremarkable, without a single fancy detail.

This was completely different from the previous match against Kikuchi's dazzling swordsmanship, where he countered every move.

This strike contained only pure, extreme violence and killing intent.

A red line appeared on the front of Ishida Yuji's body.

It's as if he's not on the same level as the person he is.

In the latter half of that second, Liu Ren silently used up one of the two kill points he had painstakingly saved up on his constitution attribute.

His terrifying wounds, enough to tear him apart from the inside out, were quickly healed by the equally terrifying healing power after being consumed by a single kill point.

One second later.

From Liu Ren's perspective, time begins to flow again.

Ishida Yuji continued the movement from the previous second.

However, his body was split in two, starting from the middle.

"Pfft-"

The terrifying gust of wind that followed blew Ishida Mataji's split body two or three meters away.

Intestines, blood, chunks of flesh, and other such things were sprayed out in two oblique directions, leaving another conspicuous mark on the ground of the deathmatch arena.

The spectator stands, which had been filled with hushed chatter, suddenly fell completely silent.

The lively chat in the live stream suddenly stopped abruptly for the umpteenth time, leaving a long blank screen.

The blood, blown vertically into the air by the strong wind, finally began to fall back down after two seconds.

The rain of blood soaked Liu Ren's clothes completely.

A dead silence.

Whether inside or outside the game.

Everyone was so stunned by this visually striking scene that they couldn't utter a single word.

All words of amazement seem utterly pale and powerless at this moment.

Only the system in the central courtyard remained as cold and ruthless as ever, displaying a pop-up notification window.

"The Sky-Piercing Gang, Liu Ren, wins."

"Should we continue the deathmatch?"

"whether"

Liu Ren sheathed the white bone knife in his arm, moved his body which had just been run over by a train, and only after confirming that his injuries were healing at an increasingly rapid pace did he utter a single word.

"Yes."

Only then did the live stream chat begin to fill with comments.

[Where is Master Ban Ming? Master, can you explain? Could a human possibly deliver that strike?]

【…】

[It's over, even Master Banming can't be sure?]

[I wasn't sure if the streamer was really cheating at first, but now I'm sure—the streamer definitely cheated! If they weren't, I'd do a handstand and fan at the fifth speed!]

[I just blinked, and how did Ishida Matajima die?!]

Did someone skip frames?

[Hey Xiaoyu, did you skip frames in the live stream?]

[Xiao Yu: No.]

[Why did it feel like the game suddenly froze for me?]

[Xiao Yu: Judging from the appearance, it seems like a few frames are missing because the objects in the scene are moving too fast, exceeding the limits of human visual perception. But actually, there aren't any.]

[Where is Master Banming?! Banming!!! How can I live without you?! Banming!!!]

[Tell me quickly that the streamer was actually cheating!!!]

Would you rather believe the streamer used cheats than believe they were genuinely skilled?

I can't accept this!!!

【Why? 】

Judging by his appearance, he must have practiced swordsmanship for ten years, yet he couldn't even see the streamer's back.

【I'm fucking *****&*……】

It seems Master Banming has truly passed away.

[Sigh, looks like we still have to rely on AI. Watching cyber livestreams, appreciating AI-powered martial arts. Hey Yu, Yu, analyze that man in the video—how did he actually swing that sword? Is that even humanly possible?]

[Xiao Yu: No. According to the analysis, that strike actually involved no technique whatsoever; it was just a simple slash.]

[Impossible!!! How could a simple swing possibly cleave someone in two!?]

[Xiao Yu: Theoretically, it's possible.]

Don't give me that theory! It's practically impossible to do!

[Xiao Yu: According to the analysis, *Eternal Night* is a game, not "real" reality.]

[The scene in "Eternal Night" is so realistic, and his strike wasn't enhanced by any magic! How could it possibly produce such an effect? ​​Are you crazy?]

Don't worry, even if you break down, she won't break down.

[Xiao Yu: Tricks are inherently "unscientific," so how can you be sure that the strike wasn't aided by trickery? Furthermore, according to the analysis, the streamer's physical abilities are extraordinary, with extremely fast recovery, as if they've taken a healing potion.]

There's not a single healing potion in "Eternal Night"!

As others gradually came to their senses, they joined the debate.

The comments section quickly descended into chaos.

Some people believe that Liu Ren couldn't possibly have landed that strike in "Eternal Night"; he must have used some kind of cheat, although the method of using it is unknown.

The other side believes that Liu Ren's skill was demonstrated by that strike, and that "Eternal Night" couldn't possibly use any cheat codes.

In short, no one could convince anyone else.

As for Banming, who seems to have lost his connection...

He had fallen into deep self-doubt.

"...Truly, the younger generation surpasses the older. Looks like I'll have to ask those old fogies. I wonder which school of thought they're from, making a living by performing 'Eternal Night'..."

Ban Ming picked up his phone, just about to make a call.

But after thinking about it and hesitating for a moment, he changed his mind.

"Forget it... let's report it to our superiors first. They'll find out with a little investigation; there's no need to go to such lengths."

With this in mind, Ban Ming dialed a number.