Free Web NovelChapter 800: Chapter 319: Well Then... The First Match Begins!!!
Avoid unnecessary damage.
Focus your energy on the final battle where there’s more certainty.
But Su Wanqing refused.
At the time, she just calmly said, "I want to try."
The determination in her tone made Wei Banmeng and Lin Yu unable to persuade any further, only repeatedly advising her to be cautious and prioritize her safety.
Watching Su Wanqing’s departing figure...
Wei Banmeng thought for a moment, and finally took out his phone to send Fang Qingyu a message.
Not for anything else, just for peace of mind.
The arena did not state... an absolute no interference rule.
If that eventuality indeed occurs.
Qingzi is the only one on their side who can intervene.
At this moment.
The force field curtain of Platform No. 3 has already risen.
Su Wanqing’s figure emerged from the tunnel.
Her face was covered by a silver-white mask carved with simple star patterns, with a tall posture and confident steps.
Meanwhile, her opponent also stepped onto the platform from the opposite tunnel.
Miao Zhe, nearly two meters tall, with muscles knotted, exuded a sense of explosive power.
Bare-chested, wearing only a pair of black leather battle trousers, his body was covered with hideous scars, resembling a human-shaped fierce beast.
Wearing a rough mask made from the skull of a Life Ghost, exposing only his eyes and mouth, his gaze was fierce, filled with undisguised cruelty and bloodlust.
He moved his thick neck.
Making a "crackling" sound.
His eyes locked on Su Wanqing like assessing prey.
The two stood face to face in the center of the platform.
The referee had yet to announce the start.
Su Wanqing’s cold gaze through the mask landed on Miao Zhe, her voice clearly resonating in Miao Zhe’s ear through the mask:
"Two years ago, you killed someone named Su Ran, didn’t you?"
Miao Zhe was momentarily surprised, obviously not expecting his opponent to suddenly bring this up.
He tilted his head slightly, as if recalling, then grinned a vicious smile, revealing white teeth, and issued a muffled laugh from his throat, full of disdain and indifference: "Hehe... Sorry girl, I’ve killed too many people, can’t count them like stepping on ants. Su Ran? Su Something... who the hell remembers which nobody that was? What, was he your boyfriend or your father?"
This insulting language...
Did not cause any change in expression on Su Wanqing’s face under the mask.
But a faint white aura began to permeate around Su Wanqing’s body.
Her figure suddenly floated steadily into the air.
Her clothes moved without wind.
"It doesn’t matter..."
Su Wanqing hovered half a meter in the air, looking down at Miao Zhe below, her voice still calm.
"I will make you... remember little by little."
"The match begins!"
The referee’s announcement simultaneously rang out.
"Roar! Seeking death!"
Miao Zhe was instantly enraged by Su Wanqing’s attitude and words, he roared furiously, and the hard surface of the platform beneath his feet exploded with a boom.
His entire being, wrapped in violent smoke of blood qi and the sharp sound of breaking through the air, charged violently towards Su Wanqing, who was floating in mid-air.
His fist was enveloped in a dark red qi blood, so dense it was almost tangible.
Carrying the terrifying might of mountain collapse, he charged directly at Su Wanqing.
Facing this violent strike capable of pulverizing steel into powder, Su Wanqing’s floating figure was unusually agile, like a weightless feather, gracefully retreating several meters at a critical moment.
Simultaneously, she formed a hand seal with her hands.
Muttering inaudible syllables under her breath.
"Fox Light Star Wheel!"
Buzz!
With her low shout.
A slowly rotating star wheel pattern suddenly lit up before her.
This star wheel wasn’t very large, with a diameter of only half a meter.
Boom!!!
Miao Zhe’s brutal fist force, enough to crack stones and split monuments.
Slammed fiercely against the rotating star wheel.
The white star wheel quaked violently, its light flickering as if it could shatter at any moment.
Su Wanqing’s floating body swayed strongly, her face beneath the mask turning a few shades paler.
But she forcibly stabilized herself, her hand signs changing once more.
"Star Wheel·Turn!"
The light of the rotating star wheel surged, a powerful deflective and unloading force erupted.
Miao Zhe’s full-strength punch was forcibly diverted by the seemingly fragile light wheel, skimming past Su Wanqing and striking empty air.
The violent fist wind made Su Wanqing’s clothes flutter loudly.
"Hmph! Petty tricks!"
Miao Zhe missed the strike, unsurprised, sneered, changed his fist into a claw, his five fingers like hooks, with a tearing whistle, once again reaching for Su Wanqing.
Su Wanqing’s body technique was elusive, like a spirit fox weaving through raging waves, constantly dodging and retreating.
Various divine arts flowed seamlessly from her hands.
The brilliance was dazzling, leaving many in the audience awestruck.
However, the White Fox Immortal’s divine art system was clearly more geared towards control and interference.
And the gap in strength was cruel.
As a core elite of the Desolate Bone Corps, Miao Zhe had extremely rich combat experience.
Su Wanqing’s light arrows, which could pierce steel, only left shallow white marks on him, easily dissolved by his protective qi blood.
Those resilient light ropes.
Were often shattered upon impact with his violent blood qi.
The star wheel light wall could barely withstand one or two blows before nearing collapse.
Miao Zhe was like an indestructible war machine, constantly compressing Su Wanqing’s dodging space with absolute power and speed.
His attacks grew increasingly savage, with fist winds and leg shadows covering Su Wanqing’s vital points.
"Girl, is this all you got? Just tickling me?"
Miao Zhe laughed wildly, shattering a shield of light with one punch, closing in, delivering a ferocious elbow strike with the force of wind and thunder, aiming fiercely at Su Wanqing’s ribs.
