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In the Arena, the situation was dire as Bu Shuang found himself at a disadvantage. All eyes were on him, and the noise was incessant.
"What a fierce and domineering gun technique! This Gaia truly lives up to being a key talent cultivated by the Arthur Royal Family. Just this one shot makes it impossible for anyone to resist; the younger generation is indeed formidable!"
Among the crowd, a middle-aged man in splendid brocade robes sighed sincerely.
"Brent is going to fall this time. Although his strength is not weak, he was severely injured yesterday. Even though he seems to have recovered now, unless he dares to use the Forbidden Technique again, he will undoubtedly lose this battle."
"Hmph! This kid is overly confident in his abilities and has Sean the Judge's protection. His arrogance has reached its peak; after killing the Fifth Prince, he even dared to provoke His Excellency Habia. He was bound to face such a calamity. Losing to Gaia would not be a disgrace."
A handsome young man from the Major Forces sneered. After yesterday's incident, many admired Bu Shuang, but correspondingly, there were also many who envied him and hoped for his downfall. This speaker was undoubtedly one of them.
Amidst the discussions of the crowd, Gaia's unmatched shot was already less than a foot away from Bu Shuang. At this critical moment, Bu Shuang's brows furrowed, and all thirteen of his acupoints resonated with a booming sound as energy surged violently within him. The terrifying power erupted, causing his muscles to swell as he faced Gaia's astonishing shot. Azure Dawn was drawn, and with a powerful strike, he unleashed his sword!
Ethereal Thirteen Swords—one sword rang out, two swords startled, three swords moved as fast as sound, four swords pierced through the air like a thousand ghosts devouring hearts!
With a three-foot-long blade clashing against a nine-foot spear, Bu Shuang's gaze was as cold as ice. He struck with four swords simultaneously, arriving before Gaia's attack with incredible speed, heavily striking against the blood-red spear tip!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The turbulent waves surged through the air, shaking the void continuously. At that moment, the entire Arena echoed with loud sounds as the ground beneath their feet shattered into dust where their weapons met.
Gaia let out a muffled groan and staggered back several steps. His face suddenly flushed red, and a fleeting look of shock appeared in his eyes. He had not anticipated that Bu Shuang's sword would be so powerful; it felt like a mountain pressing down on him, causing his hands to tremble uncontrollably.
Even so, Bu Shuang did not fare well either. Though he did not retreat an inch, the murderous intent and sharpness hidden within Gaia's spear made him shudder violently. Endless killing intent flooded his mind while waves of powerful energy surged through his body via the Destruction Set, transforming into a blood-colored storm that rampaged within him.
Bu Shuang tasted blood at the corner of his mouth and suddenly retreated. The energy within his thirteen acupoints surged forth like two torrents from his meridians, suppressing the blood-colored storm formed by Gaia's overwhelming spear energy.
However, although he temporarily suppressed this blood-colored storm, he could not expel this malevolent force completely during their battle. If this continued for long, most of his internal energy would undoubtedly be restrained, leaving him no chance to defeat Gaia.
"This spear is quite strange; it truly deserves its status as a semi-legendary weapon. I didn't expect to be injured after just one exchange. This battle cannot be delayed any longer; I must end it quickly; otherwise, I will surely lose."
As he retreated, Step's expression was dark and grim as he gazed at the relentless advance of Gaia, a fierce glint appearing in his eyes.
A wild wind surged, howling continuously, cold and sharp as a blade, stirring the hearts of the crowd. Step moved forward, suddenly activating Bloodline Transformation. His blood boiled with heat, his black hair flying wildly, his eyes instantly turning crimson, fangs emerging and claws extending.
At that moment, all four auxiliary skills of the Destruction Set were activated. An invisible wave of energy suddenly spread out, causing the surrounding winds to swirl violently. Step's body was enveloped in dark scales, an overwhelming aura bursting forth from within him.
Ten seconds!
Only ten seconds; this was the limit for the auxiliary skills of the Destruction Set to maintain their power. These ten seconds were also Step's most powerful moment.
Roar!
A strong bloodthirst surged within Step's mind. At this moment, he completely disregarded the crimson light flashing within him. With a low growl, he pointed his sword, and Sword Aura erupted, once again illuminating the area with the brilliance of the tenth sword that had previously clashed with Habea III!
As Gaia advanced, he suddenly halted. His pupils constricted sharply, and his expression turned serious as he slowed his steps.
He had witnessed the power of this sword yesterday. It had raised his perception of Step's danger to an unprecedented level; at least among his peers, Gaia had never felt such trepidation towards anyone before.
That person was Step!
The crowd outside erupted in excitement as all eyes focused on Step at the moment he drew his sword, their gazes fixated on him, unwilling to miss any detail.
Kalandor showed an excited expression, fists clenched tightly as if cheering for Step.
Reynold stood up from his seated position, his eyes shining brightly as if eager to witness the impending might of this sword.
Elena, Sean Sterling, Hill, Beck—all the Judges including the Gray Robed Elder and Habea III—all focused their attention at this moment.
In that place where their gazes converged, it seemed as if a golden light poured forth like a vast river and a giant stepped out, capturing countless eyes and drawing everyone's attention!
Everything happened too quickly, almost at the moment the sword was drawn, capturing the breath of the crowd. At this moment, a second had passed.
Nine seconds!
Blood light filled Bu's eyes, and the bloodthirsty madness sent shivers down people's spines. With a terrifying Agility Value exceeding one hundred, he transformed into a shadow, rushing towards Gaia.
A sword fell! A dark mist enveloped the area!
It was too fast; everything happened too quickly!
Gaia felt a blur before his eyes. When he could see clearly again, the black mist surged towards him, an icy and decayed aura spreading throughout the arena. It was as if the world had suddenly been completely frozen, becoming a forbidden zone for life, causing his expression to change dramatically. The trace of contempt that remained vanished entirely.
"Ancient Gun Taiyuan, Unleash in Anger, turn in fury!"
Facing the encroaching black sword mist, Gaia felt a slight tingling on his scalp. With a roar of anger, the skill attached to the Taiyuan Spear erupted violently. The blood-red spear light intensified tenfold, weaving through like a sea of blood. The spear itself became a wave surging in that sea, and its tip resembled a terrifying whirlpool formed by a violent storm.
One black and one red, both equally imposing and expansive, seemed like two thunderous war chariots colliding with each other.
The astonishing scene was indescribable; all sounds seemed to vanish into a vacuum at that moment. The energy shockwaves dissipated before they could fully take shape.
The blood-red spear light resembled a Sea of Fire, while the continuous black mist sword energy exuded an icy chill akin to ancient glaciers. The two forces clashed head-on.
At the moment Bu unleashed his tenth sword strike, he felt his momentum hindered. No matter how fiercely the black mist sword energy attacked, it felt as if there was an insurmountable mountain blocking his path.
A strong bloodthirst surged from his mind as the black mist vortex formed by Ethereal Thirteen Swords spun wildly within him. Waves of immense power surged forth from that vortex, gathering throughout his body.
Simultaneously, his life potential was being consumed at a terrifying speed. This rapid depletion caused Bu's already grayish hair to begin turning white again.
Under the intense consumption of life potential, Bu's Black Mist Sword Qi grew increasingly powerful. As it spread outwards, it gradually enveloped the entire Arena in thick darkness. The density was so profound that those outside could not see the specific exchanges within the Arena; they could only catch glimpses of a circle of shining blood-red light wrapped within the dense black mist.
"The Ethereal Thirteen Swords truly lives up to its reputation as the most terrifying forbidden technique. I never expected that even with Gaia utilizing the Arthur Royal Family's treasured Taiyuan, he would still be suppressed so thoroughly," someone in the crowd sighed and shook their head.
"Hmph, I suspect Brent is just putting on a brave front. Just like yesterday, after this strike, his vitality will be extinguished, and victory will ultimately belong to His Highness Gaia."
"Indeed, this Forbidden Technique has caused countless heroes to die in regret. Brent cannot be an exception. Even if he has some means to restore his life force, he will still fall victim to the backlash of the forbidden technique."
Many people were discussing among themselves, mostly pessimistic about Bu's chances, believing that his repeated use of the Ethereal Thirteen Swords was akin to playing with his life.
At this moment, on the Arena, Gaia's expression was extremely grim. Blood continuously spilled from the corners of his mouth. Although his hands still held the gun firmly, it was evident that his muscles were trembling. Under the increasingly powerful sword mist from Bu, he was forced to retreat repeatedly and could not mount a strong counterattack.
Four seconds had passed!
"Damn it! I still underestimated Brent. I never expected that even using my strongest trump card, Ancient Gun Taiyuan, Unleash in Anger, I still couldn't resolve him. But looking at his current state, he won't last much longer. If I can hold on a little longer, victory will be mine."
Gaia's face twisted in rage as he roared internally. More than twenty Acupoints within him activated again, surging with powerful energy that flowed into the gun barrel, solidifying the blood-red gun light once more and stabilizing what had previously begun to dissipate.
Bu Mianrong was cold as a mad bloodthirst flickered in his eyes. With Gaia's renewed resistance, the black mist vortex within him erupted for the second time. A surge of life potential was rapidly siphoned away, and under the feedback of this formidable power, an overwhelming aura that could shake mountains suddenly expanded.
This wave of power caused the black sword mist to roll violently, faintly echoing with ghostly howls that pierced the ears. The chilling and decaying aura grew stronger; Gaia bore the brunt of it as his body shook violently. The blood-red gun light rapidly collapsed and scattered, unable to fully withstand the invasion of the black sword mist. Wisps of Black Mist Sword Qi surged forth, completely enveloping his body.
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