"Interesting."
"If he’s too weak, then there’s no need to devour him..."
Pei Junxi didn’t bother with the already eliminated Jin ihui, instead, he looked at Lin Yi from a few hundred ters away.
Seemingly sensing Pei Junxi’s gaze, Lin Yi looked back.
A slight smile appeared on Pei Junxi’s face as he turned away without another glance at Lin Yi.
He slowly walked into the preparation area.
The next match was his turn.
Suddenly, Lin Yi’s heart jolted, feeling a chill down his spine.
He swiftly turned his head to look back.
He spotted the leader of the Japan Team, a young man with his eyes covered by a black cloth, tattoos on his bare skin, also facing him.
The eyes beneath the black cloth were likely staring at him.
The captain in seat 1 of the Japan Team, Mitsui Shigemasa.
Originally, Lin Yi had planned that after the top tier elimination matches, his first challenge would be Pei Junxi.
Then Mitsui Shigemasa.
These two were the biggest threats Lin Yi had identified earlier.
Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned; he went directly into the top 16.
After the analysis was finished, Zhou Xinyu stepped off the stage.
There was a break of about ten minutes between matches, and then the second match began.
It was the first battle in the lower bracket, which Lin Yi belonged to.
The big screen displayed the information of the two contestants.
Ding Yue (Xia 4) VS Pei Junxi (Goryeo 1)
Perhaps losing a match in the group stage had spurred his fighting spirit.
In the subsequent elimination matches, he advanced steadily, securing four consecutive victories and entering the top 16.
Then in the draw, he directly faced the championship favorite.
Saying there wasn’t any pressure would be impossible.
But after receiving Lin Yi’s Light Wing Blessing.
Ding Yue visibly grew more confident.
"I will win,"
Ding Yue told everyone, walking confidently into the preparation area.
He also had to go for the pre-match inspection.
Lin Yi silently shook his head.
Never mind the hard gap in strength; your claim of winning.
The flag is already raised to the maximum.
Ten minutes later.
Ding Yue and Pei Junxi stepped onto the stage.
The match began officially.
The countdown started; ten seconds wasn’t long.
But Ding Yue didn’t waste these precious ten seconds.
He also had a charge-up skill.
Just as the countdown began, a dozen floating clumps of liquid tal appeared next to Ding Yue.
These liquid tals automatically started to take shape.
In the blink of an eye, they ford into a massive cannon that needed shoulders to support and two hands to grip!
Buzz—
As the cannon barrel started to charge, the mouth of the cannon also gradually expanded!
Sweat dripped from Ding Yue’s forehead!
Maintaining such a terrifying charge-up skill was clearly a huge burden on him.
The big screen also tily displayed information about Ding Yue’s skill.
[Siege Cannon]
[Rank: Level 6]
[Causes continuously increasing damage based on frequency settings and charging ti.]
[Current Setting: G4]
[Current Multiplier Range: 220%~580%]
[Maximum Charge Ti: 10 seconds]
[Theoretical Damage: 8,760,000]
"With the captain’s BUFF,"
"I now have the power to blast you to smithereens."
"Though it might not be fair..."
"This will end soon, and you won’t feel any pain."
Ding Yue panted heavily, eyes filled with fervor.
He also possessed an S-level talent.
[Setting]!
The higher the setting was turned on, the bigger the burden on himself.
But at the sa ti, the multiplier for all skills also skyrocketed.
For example, in the current G4 setting, it could already deal 2.2 tis the damage as a base.
Once fully charged, it was close to six tis!
However, before gaining Lin Yi’s incredible BUFF, with his power and endurance attributes.
He could only manage up to G2 setting.
During a burst, he could open up G3 setting.
Now, directly G4.
No wonder he was so inflated, daring to make such bold claims in front of Pei Junxi.
"Ding Yue seems to plan to finish this battle with one shot!"
"He’s brought out his strongest skill, and as the charge ti increases, the theoretical damage is also rising rapidly!"
"With only three seconds past, the theoretical damage has already surpassed ten million!"
"His combat power is still rising!"
Seven to eight seconds passed.
The theoretical damage of this shot displayed on the big screen had exceeded thirty million.
This was the first contestant to reveal such terrifying theoretical damage, aside from Lin Yi’s insane Fireball Technique, which could unleash tens of thousands of fireballs with a wave of his hand.
And now, the thing resting on Ding Yue’s shoulder could no longer be called a heavy cannon.
The mouth of the cannon had expanded enough to encompass a full-grown person.
"2!"
"1!"
"The match starts!"
As the countdown ended.
The fully charged siege cannon abruptly fired a massive energy projectile from its barrel.
Boom!!
Everyone felt their eardrums sting, their spirits shaken!
Looking back at the stage, they found Ding Yue pushed to the edge by the cannon’s terrifying recoil.
The stage’s tiles were also cracked by the shockwave.
Boom!
A muffled sound echoed from the distance!
Following the sound, they saw a small mountain tens of kiloters away in the direction of the cannon’s barrel!
Ding Yue’s shot carved a ten-ter-wide hole in the mountainside!
If even the distant mountain was heavily damaged, what about Pei Junxi who was directly in its path?
The answer was—
He had been blasted into countless chunks of flesh and blood!
Splattered all over the stage!
Ding Yue could hardly believe what he saw at first.
Then he broke into wild laughter.
"Haha..."
"Hahaha...!"
"I won!"
"I... uh..."
He laughed halfway, suddenly feeling sothing stuck in his throat.
Unable to produce a sound.
Then, Ding Yue felt sothing warm wriggling on his neck.
Looking down.
A clump of flesh mixed with blood and viscera.
But this mass of flesh opened an eye.
It was Pei Junxi’s eye.
"Such delicious power..."
"It’s mine now."
Ding Yue heard Pei Junxi’s voice in his ear.
Gone was the previous authority and indifference toward Jin ihui.
Now only endless greed and darkness.
Ding Yue felt completely powerless.
The lump of Pei Junxi’s flesh from his neck burrowed under his skin.
And slid into his bloodstream, to places unknown.
This was the last sight Ding Yue saw before losing consciousness.
[Undying Plague]
[Rank: Level 7]
[Effect: ???]
The big screen gave a brief description of Pei Junxi’s skill.
But the effect remained a mystery, blank.
"So ignorant."
"A clown like this thinks he can beat the captain?"
"These Da Xia people know nothing of true power."
"Junxi is invincible."
A few Goryeo contestants on the sidelines smiled.
They had long foreseen this outco.
"Mr. Zhao, surrender on his behalf, or he’ll die."
Lin Yi’s eyes were deep.
He called out to Zhao Enquan, who was equally shocked.
Zhao Enquan, hearing this, glanced at Lin Yi.
He gritted his teeth, ultimately choosing to trust Lin Yi’s judgnt unconditionally, and shouted to the referee, "We... surrender!"
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