A Top Scholar in Everything

Chapter 1219: Chapter 1205: The Tide Turns!

In the audience seats of the Gladiatorial Arena, everyone held their breath, silently watching the situation unfold on site.

For an ordinary person, having their head smashed like that would mean certain death, yet this Katanian continued to move persistently.

The body squirmed on the ground.

The twitching limbs suddenly sprang into motion.

After one second.

The Katanian suddenly got up from the ground, twisting its body in an utterly bizarre manner, like a grotesque octopus.

It twisted forward, moving at incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was behind Shi Ruming, its body wrapping around like a vine.

Shi Ruming’s expression changed slightly, and he sent his clenched fist flying again, generating a series of sonic booms in midair.

However.

This punch landed on the Katanian’s body as if hitting cotton, providing no leverage, extremely frustrating.

"What is this strange ability?"

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

At this moment, Shi Ruming also felt the pressure, facing such an odd opponent, unable to identify a weakness.

Even with its head smashed, it was completely unaffected, not harming the Katanian’s life force at all, instead exhibiting such a strange posture.

"Trickery!"

Shi Ruming exclaimed loudly, his muscles expanding once more, forming an exoskeleton-like structure around him.

That structure had edges resembling sharp knives, aiming to cut through the Katanian’s flexible body.

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Wounds were sliced open.

The Katanian was bleeding profusely.

Yet it seemed impervious to pain, advancing once again, its body growing like noodles, peculiarly expanding.

At this moment.

Shi Ruming seemed out of strategies.

He furrowed his brows, his entire musculature trembling with each breath, resembling a massive muscular monster.

Moments later.

Shi Ruming seemed determined to employ a forbidden technique. His hands collided before him, suddenly releasing a powerful shockwave, making the surrounding air thick as if filled with a hindering medium.

The Katanian had completely turned into a glutinous figure.

It struggled like being stuck in a quagmire, finding it difficult to move forward or retreat.

Shi Ruming slowly approached.

Then, with a punch full of impact, he landed blow after blow...

The Katanian, in this state, could barely resist, forced to endure Shi Ruming’s punches.

Even from a distance.

Baiyu could see the punches were impactful, challenging even for a typical Martial Artist to withstand.

Presumably, with one punch.

A Meteor-level Martial Artist would struggle to withstand.

But it wasn’t long before the Katanian seemed to find a way to break through; its body became even more slender, flowing like water in all directions.

Truth be told.

To this day, Baiyu couldn’t determine whether the Katanian was even a human species.

After all, this creature.

Could morph into any form, being human or not seemed irrelevant; it could move in a humanoid form or in other shapes.

Shi Ruming was suddenly enveloped by the Katanian.

At this moment.

Many on-site began to curse.

"Shi Ruming, knock him down! You, being a modified human injected with type-III genetic transformation elixir, can’t even kill a Katanian?"

"Damn it, don’t you dare lose!"

A group began to panic.

Many had placed heavy bets on Shi Ruming, and seeing him at a disadvantage made them instantly anxious.

Shi Ruming was desperately trying to break free from the Katanian’s encirclement.

However.

The Katanian’s rubber-like form made brute force breakthroughs impossible; Shi Ruming, despite constant attempts, couldn’t penetrate this barrier.

Gradually.

Shi Ruming’s struggles diminished.

Even those unable to understand the arena situation could see that Shi Ruming was on the brink of losing.

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Shi Ruming was essentially doomed to fail.

No miracle occurred in the end.

After struggling within the Katanian’s encasement for two solid minutes, Shi Ruming eventually succumbed.

No miracle occurred.

At this point.

The Katanian resumed its normal form.

Yet it was already covered in scars, without a single intact part left, collapsing on the ground even before the referee could declare its victory.

"Won."

Baiyu looked at the Katanian that lay prone on the ground.

Even at Shi Ruming’s Realm, survival in space vacuum should be possible.

Lack of oxygen was not a concern for him.

Yet being enveloped by the Katanian felt akin to suffocating, his face turning livid and dark, culminating in his death within three short minutes.

During the encasement.

Life force was extracted.

Baiyu furrowed his brows, identifying this characteristic.

The Katanian was truly bizarre.

"Victor, Katanian, An Wu!"

The judge quickly announced the match’s outcome.

In the Gladiatorial Arena, if both parties were unconscious, whoever could first rise from the ground would win.

If one party died and the other was unconscious.

Then the unconscious side would claim victory.

If both perished together or remained unconscious over a set period, it would be deemed a draw.

The wager on draws was usually low.

Because such occurrences were infrequent.

The Katanian Ansu merely fell unconscious, whereas Shi Ruming was utterly deceased, the outcome clear as day.

Soon.

Baiyu collected a reward of five million Imperial Coins from the betting point.

Nancy, though pleasantly surprised, split the winnings equally with Baiyu, as she didn’t require much money and felt this amount was already ample.

"Then I shall gratefully accept."

Baiyu accepted the money with a smile, lacking funds at the moment, and two hundred and twenty-five thousand was quite the relief.

At least.

Handling life’s expenses in the imminent period would be less worrisome.

The entire morning consisted of this single match.

Nancy intended to return and continue research with Cang Yan, so Baiyu didn’t insist on keeping her, having already fulfilled the "wallet" mission.

He ventured alone to the upper level of the Gale.

There was a vast flat area, providing views of the cosmos through the Gale’s windows.

To Baiyu, these vistas appeared novel.

Of course.

To those frequently traveling through galaxies, these scenes were monotonous, merely a blend of luminous nebulae and profound darkness.

This was the universe’s sole color.

Bland, eternal, lonely.

"Isn’t such monotonous scenery rather dull?"

As Baiyu leaned against the window, gazing outside, a voice full of amusement unexpectedly sounded from behind him.

A man slowly approached.