Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

There was not a moment of mourning for the sorcerer's defeat.

Next up is a samurai.

The samurai adjusted his breathing, raised his wooden sword to his face with the blade facing upwards, and bowed, saying, "Excuse me, I am Keiryu Hi, a member of the Daihi-ha Itto-ryu school."

This was a perfect opportunity for a sneak attack, but since the savior was reborn as a demon, he not only reformed and turned from good to evil, but his originally cautious personality also reversed into arrogance and conceit, and he didn't care to take advantage of others at all.

So the savior bowed in return and said, "Demon Sword Saint, Robert Astrea, please."

Seeing this scene.

The cunning old man Cihang, who was watching from the sidelines, was extremely anxious. He thought to himself that only the warriors were honest people. If he were in the position, he would have already attacked when the savior returned the salute.

Just then, a dark shadow flashed by, and the sorcerer arrived at the judges' table.

The protection that forbids resurrection is powerful, but in the face of the gourmet system, it's still just a little girl.

"Hey, isn't this the person who was first preparing for World War III, the savior?"

They suffered another humiliating defeat.

Chen Feng thought to himself, "After losing twice in a row, the sorcerer should finally give up."

Unexpectedly, although the spatial slash blasted the sorcerer's entire body to smithereens, his mouth remained intact.

The sorcerer stubbornly replied, "I was a bit reckless just now because I was resurrected, but it's okay, a master doesn't win a second round."

They've really lost all sense of shame.

Chen Feng couldn't help but think, "If a master doesn't win the first game, and a master doesn't win the second game, then will the master ever win? If this continues, I'll lose the third game, and then the fourth. Once I've lost all my points and can't reload my save, I'll just be going to die with you all."

With a slight rustling of wind, the two men on the battlefield raised their swords and knives, ready for battle.

Both sides are incredibly weak at the city level; this is going to be quite a show.

The magical girl shouted, "Stop hesitating! Attack! I want to see rivers of blood!"

As soon as the voice fell, the samurai made the first move. His wooden sword was first covered with a black outer shell, then flames ignited, and he swung it out with force.

Because of the double effect of the food, the slash turned into an afterimage in the air and split in two.

"Oh dear! What a tragedy!"

Chen Feng was heartbroken. This double casting was only effective for the first attack, and his brothers had wasted it all. "Is it really that hard to unleash a powerful attack right from the start? Are you guys even from Cihang?!"

Faced with two devastating slashes, the Savior activated his Demon Sword for protection and used his superb swordsmanship to block them.

The samurai was secretly astonished: "Brother Feng said that this Demon Sword Blessing was originally called Sword Saint Blessing, which can make the wielder's swordsmanship invincible. It is indeed well-deserved."

To get a clear view of this high-level match, Chen Feng channeled his mana and threw the power-type silver shark tooth into the air, activating its glowing function.

The sorcerer chuckled, "Your sword can even glow?"

Chen Feng corrected him, "This is a lightsaber!"

"Shh!" the magical girl interrupted, "Look, they're fighting!"

Thud! Bang! Bang!

The sound of swords clashing rang out, and in a second, the two sides exchanged blows, exchanging at least a thousand moves.

Excellent swordsmanship! Excellent knife skills!

Everyone observed carefully.

The savior, relying on his protection, possessed a simple yet powerful swordsmanship. Every attack was precise, striking the enemy's vitals like a finely tuned machine.

In contrast, the samurai acted as he pleased, his swordsmanship unpredictable, each swing changing direction several times, seemingly random but actually incredibly skillful.

They're evenly matched!

In shock, the savior decided to activate his mind-reading buff to read the other's thoughts: "Let me see what your next move is!"

But upon closer inspection, they were completely baffled.

In the samurai's mind, there was a dojo's backyard, where a child of about six years old was practicing swinging a toy wooden sword that street children used to play with.

what?

This is a battle, what nonsense is he thinking?

The savior was deeply shocked and subconsciously thought that the samurai must have some kind of ability to fake memories or shut down his mind, which interfered with his mind-reading.

The samurai suddenly said, "Your mind is in turmoil, and so is your sword."

"not good!"

The savior was momentarily distracted and instantly found himself at a disadvantage. If it weren't for the protection of melee combat to dodge attacks, he would have been turned into cheese long ago.

"I, who possess the protection of the Demon Saint, was actually suppressed?"

"How is this possible?"

The savior's visibly rapid change of expression was clearly seen by the three pairs of eyes and one divine sense beside him, and they all couldn't help but admire him.

"Thankfully, the samurai are allies!"

Chen Feng pondered in his mind: "If I were to face a warrior and rely on the Heavenly Emperor Fist, I would probably be sliced ​​into mincemeat. The Sunset Myriad Swords Technique would also be deflected by his swordsmanship. Only by subduing the demon and gaining control, and directly using the meteorite to fight head-on, would I have any chance of winning."

The sorcerer pointed at the savior who was retreating and mocked, "Look, young savior, you're standing at attention."

Thanks to the blessing of hearing, even the sorcerer's mocking laughter from afar was heard by the savior: "No! If this continues, I'll lose!"

"It's a pity the samurai doesn't know spatial slash, otherwise I could imitate a spatial slash and he definitely wouldn't be able to block it!"

"Right, imitate!"

The savior's mind raced, and suddenly an idea struck him: "If I just imitate my opponent's moves, wouldn't I be able to hold out?"

Upon thinking of this, the Savior's body shone with a light of imitation and protection, and he began to mimic the warrior's movements, just like the gourd.

then.

Pfft!

The savior was struck by a knife, and blood gushed out!

Chen Feng asked curiously, "What happened? Why did you suddenly give up the move?"

Just now, Chen Feng clearly felt that the Savior's aura had greatly diminished, dropping from the Weak City level to the Brick level.

To put it simply, it's like standing still and letting the samurai cut you down at will.

Although the Savior has both melee protection and misfortune protection, the Demon Lord said that he would use luck to fight luck.

The samurai was, after all, a chosen one in version 2.0. Luck and misfortune canceled each other out, and he actually managed to land a hit.

"impossible!"

The Savior, no longer possessing the composure he had before the battle, broke down like a mad dog, demanding, "Why is it that your strike was a city-destroying attack on me, but after I copied it, it became a brick-destroying attack? What's the principle behind this?"

The Mind-Based Sword Technique, isn't it amazing?

Knowing the truth, Chen Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

On the battlefield.

The savior wanted to heal the wounds with healing and protection, but flames ignited at the wound site, rendering the healing power ineffective.

"Oh no, I was already at a disadvantage, and now I'm injured, it's even worse."

But as the saying goes, good fortune never comes in pairs, and misfortunes never come singly.

Just as the savior was in a panic.

As the two sides fought, the samurai Jinglong suddenly stopped.

Are you not going to fight anymore?

Having been given a chance to catch his breath, the savior quickly took the opportunity to adjust his breathing.

But what the samurai said next chilled him to the bone.

Jing Longri withdrew his aura and said, "So this is what protection is all about. I understand now."

What did you say?

Now you understand what blessing means?

The savior quickly used mind-reading to check the other person's thoughts, but the other person's mind remained unchanged, still a single space.

I miss home.

As soon as the samurai finished speaking, he swung his sword several times.

The savior still wielded the demonic sword for protection, but still missed a strike. No matter, with the protection of melee combat, he'd surely dodge it... right?

puff!

The savior was struck again, and he quickly used his reconnaissance shield to check his opponent's abilities:

[The Sword Saint's Blessing: The wooden sword in hand automatically advances into a demon sword, ensuring that every strike hits its mark and ignoring melee protection.]

what?

The World's Blessing is the embodiment of the world's favor, bestowed by nature.

And this bastard actually managed to comprehend a blessing by observing my blessing?

The savior was slashed and forced to retreat repeatedly.

The samurai chanted as he slashed, "Every blade of grass and every tree is a sword; the sword is me, and I am the sword."

What kind of nonsense is he reciting?

The savior was sweating profusely; he had never encountered such a formidable opponent since birth.

At this point, he had to admit a fact: "In a battle against someone of the same level, I am no match for him!"

There are only three options: First, exhaust the opponent through sheer physical strength, but that would be a humiliating victory. Second, commit suicide, break through the weak national level, and crush them with absolute power. Third...

"How could I even have such a thought?"

The savior was ashamed of his third method.

And just then...

Seeing the savior on the verge of tears, Chen Feng decided to increase his strength: "Brother Jingri, you don't know yet, do you? This savior kills ordinary people every day for fun, playing with life, just to force me out. He's also using demonic energy. Even if you use resurrection magic, you can't save them."

Upon hearing this...

The samurai, who had been as serene as a master, suddenly turned grim, his face darkening like a ghost, and asked, "What do you value life?"

The savior felt every cell in his body tremble: "What did you say?"

A swift, sharp cut.

The samurai's seemingly ordinary slash in his rage suddenly multiplied as the blade reached the savior's face, becoming more than 1,500 strikes in an instant.

"A Thousand Blows in a Flash?"

With the savior's accelerated protection and his weak, city-level physique, he could have covered a thousand miles in an instant.

But he can't move!

Locked in by the aura, he was instantly struck by a thousand slashes! And every single one of them precisely hit his weak points!

The savior was shattered into a thousand pieces, like a jigsaw puzzle.

The two people and one wolf watching the battle couldn't help but gasp: "If that blade had landed on me, I definitely wouldn't have survived a second."

Only one person didn't gasp in shock: Chen Feng. "I have a famous sword; it can extend my life by one and a half seconds."

The flames representing the phoenix reignited.

This is the savior's last life, which means he has entered the final stage, a weakling national level.

When the savior was reborn, he had an invincible frame, and in those fractions of a second of invincibility, he thought of something terrifying.

"I am now stronger than a samurai."

"But what if he achieves enlightenment again and reaches the Explosive Nation level?"

"We must act swiftly and decisively, giving him no time to think, and settle the matter in one strike!"

"We have no choice but to be shameless and use the third method."

After his resurrection, the savior threw a sword and unleashed a devastating strike at Chen Feng and the others who were watching.

No one except Chen Feng expected this.

Since the savior had already become a powerful nation after he rose up, in theory, even if they were to confront each other head-on, he would have the greater advantage.

But then, the savior attacked the audience, just like a horror movie attacking the cameraman, making it impossible to defend against.

"Oh no! The sorcerer has already used resurrection. If we get killed again, we're really dead!"

In the critical moment, the samurai slashed out with his sword, arriving faster than the knight's sword.

But just then...

Not dying from the protective force of being unarmed, the savior conjured a second knight's sword and, taking the warrior by surprise, pierced his heart with a single strike.

"I won."

"But I must admit, in swordsmanship, you are superior to me, Robert Astrea."

This is the Savior's third method.

He used his mind-reading ability to see that the samurai was a good person, so when he attacked the sorcerer, the samurai would definitely save him, which gave him the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Should good people be bullied?

The sorcerer couldn't help but curse, "It's already shameful enough that a nation-level expert is being suppressed by a city-level expert, but now they even resort to sneak attacks! Bah! Shameless!"

Chen Feng, who had been standing before the crowd, ready to use his magical shield to block the attack, laughed and said, "Just right! Conspiracy! Tricks! Ambushes! No martial ethics! I feel like everything is back! This is the Cihang City I know!"

"Boss, I want to avenge the samurai!"

The old wolf was enraged, triggering its ancient beast bloodline, and its body ignited with black battle aura.

In this state.

Its combat power will surge several levels in an unreasonable manner, comparable to a weak national-level weapon.

Of course, such a terrifying transformation must have limitations.

Black battle aura comes at the cost of burning life force. The transformation time is within 100 seconds. For every second of transformation, the person will be paralyzed for another day. If the transformation lasts longer than 100 seconds, the person will die instantly.

Whoosh.

The old wolf rushed forward, but someone was faster than him.

She's a magical girl.

"I can't wait any longer!"

With the power of the Burning Abyss, the magical girl has temporarily reached the level of being incredibly weak.

Bang bang bang!

On the battlefield, the three sides controlled their strength, and none dared to disperse their power.

If we sink Cihang and shatter the barrier, letting the apocalypse in, then everyone will be doomed.

On the other side, in the audience, the samurai has been resurrected and returned.

Chen Feng nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

The sorcerer comforted him, "Actually, you won. That bastard played dirty, so it doesn't count."

But the samurai seemed to be thinking to himself, saying, "No, it's because my skills are inferior. If I had two swords just now, I might have been able to save you both at the same time and also block the sneak attack."

Looking at the muttering samurai, Chen Feng seemed to see the historical moment of the birth of the dual-sword style: "Fast forward to two swords and it's not enough, in the end he also had a sword in his mouth, inventing the three-sword style, three thousand worlds."

at the same time.

On the battlefield.

Both being incredibly weak national-level fighters, Old Wolf and Magical Girl were surprisingly at a disadvantage in a two-on-one fight.

The savior scoffed, "Do you all think you're the only geniuses who can skip levels?"

"Don't forget, I'm a genius too. To tell you the truth, when I was at the Explosive City level, I was able to kill experts from the Explosive Kingdom who were at a higher level."

"So you're only on par with the top-tier fighters; you can't beat me!"

Under the suppression of overwhelming power.

The magical girl and the old wolf are doomed, their lives hanging by a thread, and defeat is inevitable.

At this critical moment.

Suddenly, the magical girl threw a punch, knocking the savior unconscious.

In an instant, the music stopped.

Due to the suppression of the abyss's power, the protective background music on the savior has lost its effectiveness.

"Goo goo goo, what are you saying?"

"Change the disc for me!"

The magical girl pointed her finger to the sky, threw the savior into the air, then spun around, jumped, caught the savior in mid-air, and slammed him headfirst into the ground!

At the same time, the Shark Fang, a powerful sword that had been hovering in the air and shining brightly, suddenly fell and suppressed the savior.

"You really think I threw the sword for illumination?" Chen Feng, who had been lying in ambush the whole time, sneered. "I'm a veteran of Cihang 1.0, you think I'm like those four idiots, incapable of using underhanded tactics?"

Control, complete.

Cruel Hextech, activate!

In the sky above Cihang City, an ice comet and a fire meteor fell simultaneously.

Seemingly sensing danger, the savior shone brightly and, protected by resistance, awoke, only to be knocked unconscious again by the second Demon-Subduing Sword, which was cast with double magic.

Chen Feng stretched out his arms, making a blood bar shape, and said, "Next, you're going to lose that... long blood."