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Chapter 140: Who Are You Fighting?

The tremor itself lasted less than three seconds, but to Luo Yi, those three seconds felt as long as a century.

At first, he meticulously followed the methods and techniques from his memories, executing the steps to activate the universal Spirit Art called Spirit Blast with abnormal proficiency. But just as he completed all the preparations and was about to deliver a thunderous strike, he realized he had overlooked a crucial fact: the self in his memories was far too powerful compared to his current self!

This Spirit Art, which his reborn self had once considered only fit for a minor counterattack, was now astonishingly devouring all the Spirit Energy in his body in one go, and it still wasn't enough!

With the arrow already on the string, Luo Yi, unable to endure the backlash of a failed Spirit Art activation, could only forcibly disperse the giant wolf phantom formed by his martial will mobilizing Spirit Energy, squeezing out the very last shred of power from his body to satisfy this bottomless pit of consumption.

Fortunately, just as he felt utterly drained, on the verge of turning into a husk, the vast abyss of Spirit Energy required to activate the Spirit Blast was finally filled.

"I'm still too weak. Before my reincarnation, this was just an ordinary move I could conjure effortlessly, yet now I have to use all my strength to barely unleash it. But no matter what, the one who wins in the end is still me!" His entire body felt wrung dry, barely able to maintain a standing posture as he grinned amidst the swirling dust, a confident smile spreading across his face, not even caring about the sand that got into his mouth when he laughed.

"Soon I'll become stronger, much stronger!" he secretly vowed in his heart. "Before long, with the help of the Huaxia official forces, I'll be able to pinpoint your existence!"

"Luo Yi's earth-shattering blow just now was truly terrifying! A massive crater has appeared in the central area. According to geologists, the power of this strike can already rival the impact of a small meteorite! In terms of central destructive force, it even surpasses it! Even our aerial photography crew, broadcasting live from above, got a face full of the stirred-up sandstorm." From the helicopter, the commentator was still explaining vibrantly, the harrowing scene from moments ago seemingly having little effect on him.

"Under such a devastating attack, it's likely that contestant Ying is in dire straits," he continued, his voice shifting to a heavy tone.

After this 'final blow' from the commentary, many of Ying's fans went from worry to grief, and social media was instantly flooded with 'candles.' After all, although it was said that in this competition "fists and feet have no eyes," in most situations, one side would immediately choose to concede if things looked bad. In the end, the match was a minor matter, and one's life was paramount. There was no unending hatred between them, no need to truly fight to the death.

As the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, the live broadcast screen showed only Luo Yi, his clothes tattered, standing in the middle of the deep crater, his legs slightly bent, his hands pressed on his thighs, panting heavily.

Many viewers gasped in collective shock at the sight of the ground beneath the dust, which had caved in like a large chunk of watermelon scooped out by a spoon.

But immediately, everyone present was stunned once again.

"Oh? Is that so?" the avatar suddenly reappeared, enveloped in light, and with a single kick, sent Luo Yi flying, his expression shifting from the joy of a hard-won victory to a frozen stiffness. "You have no idea who you're fighting."

In the live camera feed, a flash of light was seen, and Luo Yi's smile abruptly froze, then the right side of his face began to contort, sending his entire body flying a considerable distance.

At this moment, Bai Mo's avatar no longer concealed himself with invisibility, but instead appeared in a humanoid form composed entirely of light, making the audience feel as if an angel had descended.

Rarely, Bai Mo hadn't used psychic wave transmission just now; instead, he employed a technique he'd explored previously, using telekinesis to create air vibrations for sound. His two sentences had spread faithfully through the air to every corner of the arena!

"What a magnetic voice! And the lines are too cool!" Large groups of fans cheered in the stands, completely ignoring how a robotic-sounding timbre like that could never possibly be produced by a human.

The 'candles' on social media platforms were swiftly deleted, replaced by a uniform stream of "You have no idea who you're fighting!" slogans, and "Oh? Is that so?" emojis flooding the screen.

The other combatants, whose expressions had grown solemn because of Luo Yi's insane ultimate move, became even more somber after hearing Ying's words.

As sufficiently powerful Ability Users, they could deeply grasp the true destructive force of the ultra-high frequency vibration from earlier. As mere mortals of flesh and blood, none of them had the confidence to certainly survive after being directly hit by that move at its center.

However, from Ying's current state, it was clear that not only had he survived, but he also appeared completely unharmed; Luo Yi's Spirit Blast had merely torn open his disguise.

"This is his true strength?! How is that possible!" Only such thoughts remained in Luo Yi's mind, his earlier confidence completely cast to the winds.

"How did he do it?!" This was the thought of most people.

"Could he have hidden in a shadow subspace like a shadow assassin to evade that move?" This was the thought of the chuunibyou youth.

"Oh! Contestant Ying has pulled off an astonishing comeback! He... he actually survived such a berserk attack!" The commentator on the helicopter was clearly extremely agitated, even speaking a little clumsily. "Is this really just a group stage match?!"

"I concede." Luo Yi, his body utterly drained, had sensed from that one kick that his opponent was not merely putting on a show but was truly at the zenith of his power. He decisively chose to admit defeat. After all, there were two qualification spots, and with his combat strength after recovery, and a bit more time to sort through his continuously emerging new memories, the remaining three would definitely not be his opponents.

"Can you tell me how you escaped?" he asked stubbornly, even though he knew Ying would certainly not answer a question involving his trump card.

"I didn't escape. There was no need."

"Impossible!" he roared with his last reserves of strength. "Taking that Spirit Blast head-on, even someone at the peak of the Unmelting Realm would be severely wounded!"

"Nothing is impossible. What you call impossible is merely because you are too weak." Having said that, the avatar, still carrying his sword, departed the arena like a meteor.

The medical personnel, who had been waiting for a long time, now stepped forward, intending to lift Luo Yi onto a stretcher.

"No need, I'm just overly exhausted." He refused the suggestion to rest in the medical room, slowly picking himself up from the ground and, still laden with extreme confusion, staggered out of the arena.

The avatar walked to the contestant lounge, re-donned its black robe, and returned to an invisible state, performing the same thinking pose, with its right hand propping its head, as Bai Mo, who was sitting in the medical room.

"This move called Spirit Blast is quite formidable. My avatar was instantly extinguished on the spot, like a candle meeting a strong wind. If I hadn't immediately created a new avatar to take its place after it was destroyed, that fellow really would have turned the tables. Even if my main body had gone up, taking that move head-on would have resulted in at least severe injuries." After sending out the new avatar and instantly losing a large portion of his Spirit Energy, he also felt a sense of being completely drained.

"It's a pity, he truly didn't know who he was fighting, and I tricked him into wasting his ultimate move with a single avatar."

"However, this battle seems a bit strange. He was merely on the defensive, yet his defense was impregnable. There was no need to decide the victor so quickly with a single blow, especially not with such a desperate, all-or-nothing ultimate move."

"Finally, there's one more question: is this Spirit Blast move a special skill he uses in conjunction with a Spirit Hub, or is it a universal Spirit Art like the Spirit Shield Art? The name seems to suggest the latter. Luo Yi himself also provided a rather complete set of basic spirit gathering techniques to the system, so it's plausible to consider him a master developer of universal Spirit Arts. Having such a trump card wouldn't be surprising."