Boom!
White Wolf sent the longsword flying with a single punch, but his expression abruptly changed.
"Sothing’s wrong!"
He looked down at his hand.
Among the black and white energies of life and death, the black energy had already wound itself around his hand and was rapidly spreading upward.
In the blink of an eye, his entire arm had turned pitch-black.
Swoosh!
At the sa ti, Silas’s longsword ca thrusting after him once more.
White Wolf no longer dared use the arm saturated with death energy. Gritting his teeth, he had no choice but to swing his other fist.
Boom!
Fist and sword collided with a tallic clang, sending sparks flying in every direction.
However, that death energy clung to him like a curse buried deep in his bones. In an instant, it stained his other uninjured arm the sa lifeless shade of black.
That was the color of death.
An on that life itself was about to be severed.
Whoosh!
Silas’s longsword pierced through the air for the third ti, swift as a teor.
White Wolf clenched his teeth, his heart filled with helplessness.
He had no way to counter Silas’s ability. Now that his Divine Domain had already been shattered, he could only watch helplessly as Silas’s Law of Life and Death corroded him away.
"I... concede!"
White Wolf roared the words through gritted teeth, unwillingness filling his voice.
Although he was confident that he would not be killed easily, if all he could do was endure attacks without fighting back, then he might as well concede outright and preserve so dignity.
Swoosh!
The longsword stopped just short of his chest, the chilling edge of its blade stinging his skin.
Silas turned his wrist and withdrew the sword.
White Wolf imdiately flew down from the arena, his face ashen with humiliation.
"White Wolf’s weakness is far too obvious."
Daniel shook his head.
"He relies too heavily on external power. Even though he tempered his own body into sothing comparable to a Divine-grade Secret Treasure, once his Divine Domain is broken, his combat power falls drastically."
"Exactly."
Jas nodded.
"If he had comprehended the power of Laws himself, Silas might not necessarily have been his match. In fact, there probably would not be many experts present capable of defeating him."
"Let’s look over there."
Daniel turned his gaze toward the arena where Cold Star and Igor were fighting.
At this mont, the battle between the two experts had also reached its conclusion.
Their fight was extraordinarily deadlocked. Both of them wielded long sabers, and their techniques were exactly alike, as though one were the mirrored reflection of the other!
"Tidal Tsunami!"
Igor suddenly slashed out with his saber, unleashing a blade light that surged forward like an enormous tsunami.
"Tidal Tsunami!"
Cold Star likewise swung his saber, his attack identical down to the slightest detail.
Rumble!
The two peerless saber lights collided, erupting with a deafening roar that caused the entire arena to tremble violently.
Igor flew into a rage.
"Cold Star, if you have any ability of your own, then stop copying !"
"What kind of joke is that?"
Cold Star laughed softly.
"My ability is [Replication]. However much Strength you possess, I possess the sa amount of Strength."
Igor felt a chill crawl through his heart.
This fellow was far too troubleso to deal with.
"Then if we continue fighting like this, how could either of us possibly decide the victor?"
"Hahaha... You are thinking too much!"
Cold Star grinned.
A dark blue pearl suddenly erged in the void, radiating a terrifying pressure that made hearts tremble.
"I possess a Divine-grade Secret Treasure. You do not!"
Boom!
The pearl slamd violently toward Igor.
"Break!"
Igor swung his saber repeatedly, launching blade light after blade light toward the pearl like a violent storm.
Yet every one of them was instantly shattered by the pearl’s overwhelming power.
"Damn it... That is a World Pearl!"
Igor suddenly froze in shock.
A World Pearl was ford by condensing an entire miniature world into a single object. It contained the imnse power of a complete heaven and earth. How could re saber lights possibly shake it?
"Concede!"
Cold Star abruptly rushed forward and seized the opportunity to slash out with his saber.
Faced with the combined assault of the World Pearl and Cold Star’s saber light, Igor imdiately found himself struggling desperately to defend both sides.
Clenching his teeth, he raised his saber to et the howling World Pearl head-on.
Boom!
The instant the World Pearl collided with the long saber, cracks like a spiderweb abruptly spread through the surrounding space.
Pfft!
Igor felt as though his body had been crushed beneath an enormous mountain, his internal organs seemingly shattering all at once.
He was violently smashed out of the arena and lost consciousness on the spot.
The entire audience fell deathly silent.
Cold Star smiled faintly, recalled the World Pearl, and gracefully descended to the ground.
...
In the viewing area—
"The Law of Replication..."
Dustin looked toward Cold Star and nodded slightly.
"Interesting. He is qualified to fight ."
"This Cold Star is ridiculously powerful."
Jas furrowed his brows.
"His replication ability is practically impossible to counter."
"Yes."
Mosi’s response was as concise as ever.
"His replication ability essentially places him in an unbeatable position."
Daniel spoke calmly.
"And that Divine-grade Secret Treasure of his is also extrely formidable."
"That Divine-grade Secret Treasure is roughly on the sa level as my wine flask."
Jas said.
Daniel imdiately understood.
So experts rejected external power, such as Mosi.
Mosi disdained using Divine-grade Secret Treasures or similar external aids. Experts like him believed that only one’s own personal ability could be considered true Strength, and that relying on outside objects would rely hinder one’s growth.
Such experts were obsessively devoted to tempering and refining themselves.
Clearly, Igor belonged to the sa category.
After all, both n ca from major factions, and those factions even possessed Oracle-grade powerhouses. Producing one or two Divine-grade Secret Treasures for them would hardly have been difficult.
At the opposite extre stood soone like White Wolf, who was fanatically obsessed with treasures.
He had forcibly tempered his own body into sothing comparable to a Divine-grade Secret Treasure and had collected countless other Secret Treasures to serve as his offensive thods.
With this, the victors among the first batch of competitors in the advancent round had been decided.
The nine-star experts Cold Star and Silas had both successfully advanced. Having defeated opponents at the sa level as themselves, their strength was beyond question.
Silas’s power of the Law of Life and Death was extraordinarily heaven-defying, while Cold Star’s replication ability could likewise be described as nearly impossible to overco.
Three eight-star experts had also been fortunate enough to fight their way into the second round.
The spectator stands buzzed with animated discussion, waves of voices surging through the arena.
"Cold Star is incredible! I bet he is guaranteed to make it into the top three!"
"Is Silas supposed to be inferior, then? The Law of Life and Death is no easy thing to deal with!"
"If both of them can make it into the top three, are you saying all the other nine-star experts are weak?"
"Hahaha, exactly! Cold Star and Silas are certainly powerful, but do you honestly think Faustus and Harris are weak?"
"Listening to you all analyze it like this, these battles in the arena feel like ancient powerhouses slaughtering one another. This is getting more and more exciting!"
"The truly earth-shattering battles have yet to begin. The second batch to enter the arena contains the real trump cards capable of tearing the heavens apart!"
Just as the audience’s blood began to boil with excitent, the voice of the Oracle-grade powerhouse from Budelica starfield abruptly resounded throughout the arena, suppressing all the surrounding noise.
"The matchups for the second batch are now announced as follows—"
He spoke each na with deliberate emphasis.
"Faustus versus Elysi!"
"Jas versus Flora! Mosi versus Eris! Harris versus Julian! Udi versus Marcus!"
The mont those words were spoken, the entire arena erupted into an uproar.
Every expert about to take the stage ranked among the strongest individuals on the Combat Power Rankings.
These were no ordinary clashes.
They were collisions between contenders for the throne, destined battles between those standing at the very summit!
However, the Oracle-grade powerhouse from Budelica starfield suddenly raised one arm and extended a finger, pointing toward the central arena surrounded by golden runes.
In an instant, brilliant golden light erupted around the arena. Layer after layer of seals erged like surging tides, isolating that entire region of space from the outside world.
"Everyone!"
A aningful smile curled across the lips of the Oracle-grade powerhouse from Budelica starfield.
"As Faustus stands at the top of the rankings and commands the attention of countless spectators, I hereby announce that the battle between Faustus and Elysi shall take place independently within a specially designated arena!"
"The remaining four pairs of competitors shall enter first and take their positions!"
The audience imdiately voiced their approval.
As the top-ranked competitor, Faustus naturally deserved treatnt worthy of his standing.
If several trump-card battles took place simultaneously, would everyone watch Faustus, or would they watch the other experts fight?
It was far better to arrange Faustus’s battle as a separate spectacle, allowing every spectator to fully enjoy the show!
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