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Zhao Gui, in the depths of his own perception, sensed the ripples in the air behind Yang Xiaoyou, and suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of danger!
Despite having the upper hand, he refrained from pressing the attack due to a fleeting sense of crisis that flickered through his mind.
At his level of mastery, such a sixth sense was remarkably acute. Although he couldn't pinpoint the exact nature of the impending threat, he wisely chose to halt his advance.
Having already gained the advantage, there was no need to risk everything against an opponent. A counterattack that turned the tide of battle could happen at any moment, especially among martial artists who were high on offense but low on defense. He certainly did not want to become a cautionary tale when victory seemed assured.
Moreover, his sword was specially crafted! Although his opponent had paid a significant price, breaking something with bare hands was beyond his expectations.
It was this initial sense of crisis and the visual shock that caused him to hesitate.
Now he finally understood that the vague sense of crisis he had just felt was merely a precursor and the beginning of something more ominous!
If he had launched a forceful attack at that moment, his opponent might not have been able to defend themselves!
But now...
That chilling sensation coursing through him, tightening his pores and even numbing his skin with terror, ignited an impulse to flee.
With his unparalleled speed and agility, he was confident in surviving any one-on-one confrontation. However, the Second Prince was still present. Even with a bulletproof barrier in place, he couldn't shake off the unease of leaving such a source of crisis behind.
Regardless of how severely injured his opponent was, he refused to believe they still had the capacity for retaliation at this moment!
He had already crippled them with a single strike! Given his strength and unmatched speed, there should be no room for unexpected outcomes!
"Even with a broken sword, I can still kill you!" Seemingly enraged by this inexplicable sense of crisis, Zhao Gui felt the ripples behind his opponent growing more pronounced. In an instant, he unleashed his lightning-fast speed. Although he sensed danger closing in, as the feeling deepened, he realized he could no longer afford to delay or wait!
Sensing the fierce killing intent rushing toward him, Yang Xiaoyou's lips curled into a cruel smile.
"Unfortunately, if you had pressed your advantage from the start, you would have had at least a forty percent chance of winning. But you're too confident! You care too much about your reputation!"
As soon as Yang Xiaoyou's words fell, the air seemed to twist around him. From the ripples behind him, blades shot out like arrows, their attack method completely exceeding Zhao Gui's expectations!
He had completely concealed his unique attack style until it erupted, revealing its vicious fangs only at the moment of impact.
You may be fast,
But your attacks are no match for mine!
Feeling the murderous intent slicing through the air, the terrifying speed and will that seemed capable of piercing through everything made Zhao Gui's entire body tense up.
At this moment, he had no time to be shocked by this unique method of attack; he could only muster all his strength to intercept with the broken sword in his hand.
With a clang, as the blade of his broken sword collided with the first blade that reached him, Zhao Gui was horrified to discover that the power contained in these thrown hidden weapons far exceeded his imagination. After barely deflecting the blade, he felt a faint crack forming in his palm.
Seeing the continuous attacks coming from behind, a look of despair crossed Zhao Gui's face. If his weapon were still intact, he could have barely defended himself. But now, the area covered by his weapon was simply not enough to protect him from all angles.
It wasn't terrifying just because of tricky angles or swift speeds! It wasn't terrifying merely due to heavy force! It wasn't terrifying solely because of sheer numbers! But when all three elements converged into one, the explosive power unleashed was far beyond mere addition!
How could such a type of attack possibly exist in this world?
He had reached the pinnacle of human potential! Deeply aware of the limitations of the White Man, Zhao Gui felt a sense of helplessness in the face of such unconventional attacks.
"Roar!"
With a glimmer of final determination in his eyes, Zhao Gui erupted once more, accelerating beyond his original limits. He charged forward, braving the onslaught of dozens of sharp blades, aiming directly at Yang Xiaoyou.
It seemed he understood that only by eliminating the one controlling the attack could he find a glimmer of hope!
Faced with those blades that flickered in and out of visibility, shrouded by an inexplicable hidden force, he chose to dodge whenever possible. If dodging was not an option, he would avoid critical hits; if all else failed, he would take the blow and redirect it.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sparks flew as blades clashed in mid-air. Relying on his extraordinary speed and exquisite swordsmanship, he managed to break through to Yang Xiaoyou's front despite being drenched in blood from his injuries.
However, nearly exhausted, as he raised the broken sword in his hand, the other half—held tightly by Yang Xiaoyou—pierced into Zhao Gui's body first. The sound of it slicing through tough leather echoed painfully as it emerged from his back.
Seeing the blade that had pierced through his chest—the very one that belonged to him—Zhao Gui felt blood surge from his mouth. It seemed he wanted to say something in his final moments, but his throat was completely blocked by blood, allowing only muffled sounds to escape.
In the end, with a mix of lingering resentment in his eyes, they gradually dimmed as he lost his last breath, unable to close his eyes in death.
Even after life left his body, he remained frozen in place, still standing quietly before Yang Xiaoyou.
At that moment, the Second Prince—whose Force value was extremely low—finally reacted to the outcome between the two. He had no idea why it had started with Zhao Gui severely wounding and causing blood to spill from his opponent, only for everything to suddenly reverse.
Having never studied martial arts himself, even with his high abilities, he could only observe two changes after so many encounters between both sides.
Zhao Gui launched a surprise attack that severely injured the opponent, but in the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed. Zhao Gui found himself nearly torn to shreds!
For Ron, even though he wasn't well-versed in martial arts, he was quite aware of the strength of this royal clan. Zhao Gui was someone who had nearly reached the limits of human capability!
Yet now, he had been killed here, and it was under circumstances where he clearly had the Advantage. The 'flying knives' used by the opponent were somewhat difficult to see, but they seemed to be manipulated by an invisible force, almost like magic.
Once Ron reacted, he decisively pressed the alarm button. Initially, he had full confidence in Zhao Gui and had other intentions.
But now he understood that he could not afford to be greedy; preserving his life was paramount.
As for Zhao Gui, this peak powerhouse of the clan was indeed a significant resource. It was unfortunate that he died, but at least he died with purpose!
As long as he could return safely to his country and utilize the information and resource Advantage at his disposal, even if he couldn't achieve the optimal outcome he initially planned for, he could still create greater benefits than what Zhao Gui could offer!
This was the Kingdom of Denmark, and he was their honored guest. With the bulletproof walls providing isolation, pressing the alarm would ensure his safety.
In the face of technology, martial arts ultimately fell short!
However, when Ron pressed the alarm button, he noticed a faint short-circuiting sound coming from it, and there was no response at all.
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