Chapter 231-2: Breaking Records, Special Opportunity (2) |
Gritting his teeth against the pain of fractured ribs, Renbo launched another ferocious offensive.
Phase Kill met the impact head-on.
Their battle grew ever more intense. As fists and feet crossed, the air churned under their power, stirring the chill on the ring into drifting ice mist.
Scarlet Vital Qi and black baleful energy intertwined within the mist like two giant dragons locked in combat.
Boom!
Another violent collision. Their fists smashed together, energy ripples spread like waves, scattering the surrounding chill.
Phase Kill’s feet carved two shallow tracks across the ice, while Renbo was shaken back several meters.
“Hahaha, exhilarating.”
Phase Kill’s excited shout echoed across the ring.
This ultimate confrontation gave him unprecedented exhilaration.
A delighted smile spread across his face. His gaze, sharp as a blade, locked onto Renbo as if admiring a prey worthy of an all-out kill.
His breathing turned rapid at this moment.
The thrill of facing a strong opponent tightened every muscle in his body to the utmost, as if every cell inside him were cheering.
The ancestral inheritance sealed within his body was gradually activating amid the battle.
On the other side, raging fire burned in the deep gray eyes of Renbo, and the searing pain from his chest stirred the ferocity in his bones.
He let out a low growl, both feet stomping hard. Black baleful energy erupted from within him like flames, coiling around his metal gauntlets and forming a heavy layer of energy armor.
“Again!”
Phase Kill gave a low growl, his voice carrying irrepressible excitement.
His body leaned forward slightly. With a sudden push of both feet, his figure turned into a scarlet bolt of lightning and closed in on Renbo in an instant.
Renbo refused to be outdone. Although the pain of fractured ribs beaded cold sweat on his forehead, his eyes remained as vicious as a beast’s.
Their distance vanished in a blink. Phase Kill’s right fist, sheathed in scarlet Vital Qi, drove straight for Renbo’s head, while Renbo’s left fist, wrapped in black baleful energy, smashed hard toward Phase Kill’s flank.
Their fists landed on each other almost simultaneously, the tremendous impact making both bodies jolt at once.
Phase Kill felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, yet a feral grin spread across his face. His left leg, unaffected by the pain, snapped up, the knee hammering toward Renbo’s head.
Renbo anticipated it, jerking his head aside and narrowly avoiding the fatal strike.
But his left shoulder was carved open by the Vital Qi Inherited Soul, leaving a deep wound. Blood instantly dyed his bronze armor red.
Seizing the gap as Phase Kill drew back his left leg, Renbo suddenly spread his arms, seized Phase Kill’s shoulders, then spun and slammed him viciously to the ground.
Boom!
“Cough, cough.”
Phase Kill’s back crashed hard onto the ring. He coughed violently, yet without the slightest hesitation slapped both hands to the ground. His body sprang up like a loaded spring, and his right leg whipped out, lashing straight at Renbo’s knee as Renbo rushed in.
Crack!
The strike landed on the knee, and Renbo’s left leg buckled sharply.
Sweat beaded densely on his brow. Agonizing pain flared from the joint, but he clenched his teeth and forced himself to steady, refusing to fall.
The brutal exchange erupted once more.
Amid the ultimate, flesh-on-flesh collisions, Phase Kill flashed his dog tag (Bloodthirst Inherited Soul).
At once, Renbo’s spilled vitality was drawn in by the Brand, becoming nourishment to restore Phase Kill’s stamina.
With each breath, a white airflow gathered at Phase Kill’s lips.
Players and guests watching the livestream were whipped into a frenzy by this bout, cheers and shouts rolling nonstop.
This was the sixth duel, also the record that Phase Kill maintained.
As long as he won this fight, he would have a chance to assault a new record and become the only player to achieve 7 wins in the Ancient God Arena.
In the livestream, both long-time fans and new fans were full of anticipation for the result.
After more than ten minutes of high-intensity clashes, the duel between Phase Kill and Renbo began to show signs of a winner.
With Qi Eater plus Bloodthirst Brand, two powerful recovery-type Inherited souls, Phase Kill’s stamina gradually took the upper hand.
By contrast, Renbo’s attack frequency plummeted, shifting from an unyielding head-on fight to passive defense.
After dozens of consecutive collisions, Phase Kill suddenly pulled back, releasing all his vitality to condense as Vital Qi around his right arm.
Then his body exploded forward. Under the Force Savage Axe trait, a full-power punch blasted toward Renbo’s neck.
Exhausted, Renbo let out a hoarse roar and raised both arms to block.
Just as the punch was about to be guarded against.
Phase Kill’s fist trembled at a bizarre speed, like a movie played at multiple times speed, slipping through a split second before Renbo’s crossed-armed guard completed and slamming hard into Renbo’s neck.
Crack!
The sound of a shattered cervical spine rang out, and the ferocity in Renbo’s eyes turned to confusion.
Thud!
Renbo fell to both knees, body tilting forward.
Boom!
He crashed heavily to the ground.
The outcome was decided, and the livestream erupted.
“Phase Kill bro is insane, finally over 6 wins again. Looking forward to breaking the record next match.”
“That final punch was divine. I was just wondering why he wasn’t using Extreme Speed. So he was saving it as a finisher. One-shot kill, insanely cool.”
“Too savage. The sound of the neck breaking made my scalp tingle. Worthy of the arena chief. Strong.”
“Six wins. Phase bro finally crossed that threshold again. The record will be broken any day now.”
“That punch was pure art. Renbo didn’t lose unjustly.”
“Next match, break the record. I can’t wait to see Phase bro push for 7 wins. Queue the next one.”
“That punch alone is worth me sending 100 sacrificial power. Brothers, send the gifts and cheer for Phase bro.”
“This is true combat. No flashy spell bombardments, only the purest speed and strength. I’m in love.”
Barrage messages scrolled like mad, and gift effects kept exploding across the screen.
The enthusiasm of the watching players and guests pushed the stream’s atmosphere to its peak.
But Phase Kill only glanced at the screen, the corners of his mouth lifting in a confident smile.
“Brothers, next match, break the record.”
With that, the Barbarian Thrall’s voice sounded above the ring, and Phase Kill’s figure vanished from the platform.
The reward for 6 wins was a High Martial Soul Bead worth 35,000 sacrificial power.
Tossing the reward into his personal spatial satchel, Phase Kill unabashedly took out a high-grade recovery potion from the satchel and gulped it down to accelerate his physical recovery.
As his health bar rose, his gaze shifted to the window.
On the ring of the seventh level ladder of the arena, gales howled. Tornadoes revolved around the platform, with only the center forming a calm eye of the storm.
This was the record he had never managed to break.
By the 7th duel stage, the probability of meeting a weak opponent dropped sharply. Those who made it this far were all warriors sifted through layer after layer.
Each warrior who broke 6 wins had eliminated a total of 63 arena fighters.
The weight of 7 wins was a hundred kills.
A weakling might get lucky for a while, but not forever.
The system of the Ancient God Arena destined that the strong remain strong. Luck only mattered in the early rounds, and the farther one went, the less luck contributed.
He looked forward to the next opponent.
It would surely be a thoroughly satisfying battle, one that required him to go all out.
Once his health bar recovered, he pulled out a stamina potion and drank it down.
Then he summoned his attribute panel to check.
[Phase Kill (Player)]
Talent: Battle Will.
Body Tempering Level: 8.
Star Vein Combination: Vital Qi (62), Force Savage (57), Qi Eater (22), Extreme Speed (40), Blood Chain Pull (38), Blood Rebound (55), Accumulation (49), Bloodthirst Brand (34).
Attributes: …
After waiting a few minutes, with stamina fully restored, Phase Kill looked up at the ceiling.
“Barbarian Thrall, next match.”
“As you wish.”
Spatial spirit patterns surfaced beneath Phase Kill’s feet, and a sense of weightlessness swept over him.