But at this critical mont, Huang Yi vanished as if he had evaporated from the world, never to appear again, making the entire situation even more elusive and perplexing. Even though Vice President Qin Shiyu repeatedly explained to the guild mbers, it still could not dispel everyone’s doubts.
And so, amidst waves of suspicion, the highly anticipated individual competition finale finally arrived!
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This long-lasting duel, starting with a selection from ten billion players, with nationwide participation, could be called an unprecedented event in human history. After a lengthy competition, it boiled down to the final two, Huang Yi and Miyamoto Musashi. Today, they would compete in the last individual match to determine the Martial Emperor.
At this ti, almost the entire world was focusing on this match. So companies even took half-day holidays just to watch it. And those who couldn’t get away kept an eye on it through their Handheld Photon Brains. Among these, players from China and Japan were undoubtedly the most invested, as the champion would erge from one of their two countries.
In this match watched by ten billion people, Huang Yi was unquestionably the main character. Everyone believed he possessed an instant-kill potion and would directly kill Miyamoto Musashi to win the championship.
As a result of this belief, the ratio of the prize pool was extrely disparate, reaching 3:1! The total amount of the prize money also set a historical record, with three hundred trillion Gold Coins being bet on Huang Yi alone, as countless people sought to make a fortune through him.
This was not because they supported Huang Yi; people just wanted him to make money for them, using him as a tool. Huang Yi’s enemies also placed heavy bets on him, including Miyamoto Musashi’s family. They bet heavily on Huang Yi so that even if Miyamoto Musashi lost, they could still win a great deal of funds.
The Gold Coins bet on Miyamoto Musashi totaled one hundred trillion, making a grand total of four hundred trillion Gold Coins! On average, this ant that every person in the world had bet 40,000 Gold Coins! Of course, so major consortiums might have bet hundreds of billions of Gold Coins in one go, a scale far beyond what ordinary players could match.
This match was no longer just a simple competition; it had escalated to encompass national image, human assembly, financial fluctuations, and various other high-level concerns, to the extent that even the World Federation paid great attention to it.
At this ti, Dragon City was bustling with excitent, with many non-Hero Guild players gathering here. Less than ten minutes remained before the start of the match, and everyone was waiting with bated breath, feeling as though ti was moving ever so slowly.
Qin Shiyu put on her mask, concealing her captivating face, then left the City Hall and walked gracefully to the square outside with her snow-white beautiful legs.
So of the Hero Guild’s players, upon seeing her, had complex expressions on their faces. Their fingers twisted their own clothes, hesitant.
Finally, a few bold individuals took a few steps forward, approached Qin Shiyu and asked, "Vice President, the fundraising event has been going on for several days now. Why hasn’t Big Brother God of Slaughter co out to speak about it personally?"
They touched upon a question that weighed on the hearts of countless Hero Guild players, many of whom had contributed vast sums of Gold Coins, so even borrowing money to participate in the event, betting all their possessions here. Days had passed, and it was out of character for Huang Yi to remain absent, which only fueled their anxiety.
Qin Shiyu swept her gaze over everyone and spoke loudly, "Big Brother God of Slaughter has gone to a secret place in these past days, working hard for the championship."
"Doesn’t Big Brother God of Slaughter still have one bottle of the instant-kill potion? What else does he need to prepare for? Just instakill Miyamoto Musashi!" At this, the surrounding players began to express their bewildernt.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Siyu surveyed the puzzled faces around her and lanted, "Actually, this match is not as simple as everyone imagines. Even if God of Slaughter has the instant-kill potion, it’s far from enough; he needs to prepare so special tactics. But no matter what, everyone will see him at the match venue soon, there’s no need to worry."
After hearing this, the crowd felt sowhat relieved—after all, the finals were about to kick off soon. It was just a matter of waiting a bit longer.
After enduring the suspense for a while longer, the clock finally pointed to the mont of the match!
Instantly, players from all continents and races around the world received a System Prompt, and ten billion people were teleported to the final arena! This ti, the scale of the audience was only comparable to the award ceremony a few days earlier, with nearly the entirety of humanity gathered here!
In the Two-Dinsional Battlefield, ten billion people quickly converged, creating a thunderous noise as if to break apart the very fabric of the Two-dinsional Space. The sound was unceasing, coming from every corner, standing within it was like being in the midst of an ocean, with waves of noise engulfing one completely.
Amidst this, so dia reporters seized the mont to give their last pre-battle explanations to the global audience—
"Dear viewers! Welco to today’s live broadcast, which will be the last individual match of the dueling tournant, determining the champion of the individual competition! Currently, China’s Guardian, God of Slaughter, is the most likely to win the championship as he has one last instant-kill potion. Once he wins, he will beco the first player in the world to break through to the Holy Domain Rank Level 100, and receive rewards beyond that of the tournant champion. These honors include two National Honor Points, key cultivation by the Oskan Royal Academy, and acceptance of the world’s greatest mission to investigate the Mystery of Death of the last Divine Enthroner, Bloodhoof the Ascendant! These honors will allow him to achieve Ascension in One Step, reaching heights even Dao Feng, the once number one in the world, never attained!"
"Of course, we should not underestimate the leader of Japan, Miyamoto Musashi, as no one knows what special potions he might have in his possession. If he has a way to counter the instant-kill potion and wins the championship, then he will be the first to break through Level 100, claiming all the aforentioned rewards. It can be said that whoever claims the championship this match will be the first to break through Level 100 and receive a plethora of great rewards! Furthermore, whoever wins the championship will virtually assure their team’s victory in the group competition. This match is bound to be an extraordinary one, not only determining who first breaks Level 100 but also the fate of the group championship and even the future landscape of The Second World..."
At this mont, the gazes of ten billion viewers were all focused on the battlefield, their eyes like magnifying lenses, setting the tiny arena ablaze.
At one end of the battlefield, a man dressed as a Japanese samurai stood with his hands behind his back, waving to the crowd with an air of composure, exuding the aura of a true master.
He was Miyamoto Musashi, known along with Heavenly Dao as one of Japan’s two great leaders. In the taverns across the Land of Dongying, bards were spreading his legendary tales.
Just then, on the opposite side of the battlefield, a figure suddenly appeared.
The figure was a young man, about twenty years old, holding two signature axes, with his cloak fluttering slightly behind him, his face fair and handso.
With his arrival, the ten billion people on site burst into a deafening roar! So of the more agitated Chinese viewers even started to scream at the top of their lungs, their faces flushed red and veins throbbing visibly.
That figure was none other than Huang Yi, who hadn’t been seen by the public for a long ti!
Huang Yi looked up at Miyamoto Musashi opposite him, their first face-to-face eting. At this mont, Miyamoto Musashi was also looking at him. The two simply stared at each other, neither speaking, but the air was thick with tension, spreading throughout the venue.
"The final minute of preparation ti!" Just then, a system prompt sounded the countdown, suddenly ratcheting up the tension for everyone.
At this point, virtually all the spectators locked their eyes on Huang Yi’s hands!
The next mont, under the watchful eyes of a world of viewers, Huang Yi flipped his palm and took out a Magic Bottle from his storage ring, containing a single, massive drop of blood-red potion.
"Instant-kill potion!"
The entire place went wild!
This scene was exactly as everyone had imagined - Huang Yi indeed brought out his last instant-kill potion; there was no need to fight, he could take the championship directly.
Miyamoto Musashi looked at Huang Yi and, with a shake of his head and a smile, said in fluent Chinese, "God of Slaughter, I didn’t expect you to resort to the instant-kill potion in the end. My only hope of winning against you is but a sliver."
After speaking, Miyamoto Musashi flipped his hand and also took out a potion!
It was a light green potion, its color reminiscent of young spring grass, evoking an association with vibrant vitality just by looking at it.
"Miyamoto Musashi has brought out the Protection of the God of Life after all, but it’s a pity that the main function of such a potion is still to enhance Health Points tenfold, and it has only a slim chance of granting immunity from death," so players comnted with a shake of their heads upon seeing the potion in Miyamoto Musashi’s hands.
As it turned out, the potion that Miyamoto Musashi held was the famous Protection of the God of Life, the first S-rank potion revealed to the world. Yet, under these circumstances, this potion was simply not as practical as the instant-kill potion.
"God of Slaughter, even though you have an instant-kill potion, I will not surrender without a fight. As long as there is a sliver of hope, I will compete for honor for my motherland," said Miyamoto Musashi, tilting his head back and downing the Protection of the God of Life.
Instantly, his body erupted with a dazzling green light, Life Light bursting forth, giving him an overall sense of bursting vitality.
At this mont, he beca even more resilient than the world’s first knight, the Thunder God, with his Health Points soaring by ten tis, effectively giving him ten lives! And this would last a full hour!
If soone were to fight him with conventional ans, it would be utterly futile!
But it wasn’t over yet; next, Miyamoto Musashi took another potion out from his storage ring. (To be continued. If you like this novel, feel free to cast your Recomndation Ticket and Monthly Tickets at Starting Point (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to continue reading.)
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