Surrounded by many, Pei Yan still appeared calm and unhurried. Facing the wooden sword of Long Jin that was about to cut toward his neck, Pei Yan slightly smiled and opened his arms. Suddenly, a huge repulsive force erupted from within him, accurately and flawlessly sending all others from his own Spirit Monster Realm, except Julian, flying to the sides.
Long Jin, who was thrown back, was in a state of confusion. She had seen this strange move on the little girl who had just co from the investigation departnt to support them. Based on the information they had collected on Pei Yan, he shouldn't know such a move. So why was he displaying it now?
However, reality did not give her much ti to think. Just as she was distracted for a mont, Julian, who was originally protected at the center of Tuan Tuan, suddenly experienced a heavy pressure on his body, quickly slamming him toward the ground. Always vigilant, he reacted quickly, roaring to the sky and instantly transforming into a dragonman. His muscles swelled, his body surface covered by dragon scales, resisting the oppressive force with all his might. Finally, he stabilized himself just before his body touched the ground.
But before Julian could catch his breath, a figure in the distance disappeared and reappeared in front of him the next second, delivering an unrelenting punch to his abdon. Julian felt as if he'd been struck head-on by a full-force swung iron hamr. While being launched into the air, he could clearly hear the sound of his dragon scales and ribs breaking.
In this life-or-death mont, the dragon bloodline and survival instincts ignited Julian's desire to win. As he was about to be blown away, he twisted his waist, lowered his body, and grabbed the man's shoulders in front of him with both hands. He opened his mouth and sprayed Dragon Breath directly at the man's head.
The scorching fla blew across the man's cheek, emitting thick smoke. As the smoke dissipated, Julian, ready to enjoy the effect of his attack, was shocked to see the figure in front of him clearly. He had imagined various responses the enemy might have to his attack. Even if the opponent was unhard at this mont, it wouldn't have surprised him this much. Staring at the chanical form before him, and then seeing Pei Yan still floating in the air, removing his faceplate and looking at him with a mocking expression, Julian stood stunned, his mind crashing.
Why are there two chanical forms? This isn't a clone! I clearly saw that it was Pei Yan's teammate who rushed forward. Why can he also transform into a chanical state?
The intense pain brought him back to reality. Occasionally letting one's mind wander on the battlefield can cost lives; the longsword piercing through his body taught Julian this lesson again. Stumbling, he turned his body sideways to look back; the one who had just attacked him was Ye Ruozai, whom he had ambushed and injured earlier. Now Ye Ruozai's wounded arm had already recovered, holding a longsword, standing behind him.
Why did his injuries heal so quickly? Why can he also teleport? One question after another filled Julian's mind, but he had no ti to understand them. The courage he had just summoned within him was utterly shattered by the successive strange attacks. Rather than dying in vain here, Julian, preferring to withdraw from the competition and endure the familial punishnt and ridicule for surviving, decided to act quickly, activating the bracelet hidden within his body to appear on the surface, preparing to break it and exit the competition.
"Ah!" A scream erupted as the bracelet had just surfaced on his body. Ye Ruozai drew his longsword and severed Julian's arm in a single stroke. As the arm with the bracelet slipped from mid-air, according to the competition's chanism, if the bracelet wasn't actively broken by the wearer, and the wearer is still judged to have the fighting ability, the fallen bracelet would automatically return within the wearer's body.
With his liver and gallbladder almost bursting, Julian had no ti to care about the pain of a severed arm. He was simultaneously channeling source energy to regenerate a new arm from the severance point and shifting his position to leap out of the battle circle, desperately trying to activate the bracelet with his other hand. However, contrary to his intentions, along his escape route, Xia Yu appeared with two black rods in hand, smilingly blocking his path. Seeing Julian charge at her, she wasted no ti and pounded down with the two rods on his head.
Crunching sounds of dragon scales breaking were endless. Julian couldn't figure out how such imnse strength could reside within a relatively small fra in front of him, and he couldn't comprehend why such slender short rods would have such terrifying weight. Just before his bones were about to be shattered by the opponent, the bracelet appeared on his body surface again. Regardless of the injuries, Julian swung his not-yet-fully-regenerated arm forcefully toward his wrist.
Just as his fingers were about to touch the bracelet, with the dawn of escape from the competition before him, Julian felt a massive pulling force from his right, forcibly dragging his arm away from its current position, his whole body being pulled to the right as well. Before he could adjust his position, another pulling force ca from his left, dragging his left half back again.
At that mont, he seed to be suspended in the air by two invisible ropes pulling him in opposite directions. Only then did he realize that what trapped him were the sa two black rods that had bashed him earlier, now plunging into both sides of his body, the released pulling force firmly restraining Julian, rendering him immobile.
"So close to escaping the deadly situation, there's no way Julian would give up now," he thought. Unable to manually break the bracelet, he continuously channeled source energy into his right arm, causing the muscles to instantly swell up, hoping to use his expanding body to break the bracelet.
But by now, having gone to so much effort, how could the investigation team let him succeed? Pei Yan gracefully landed in front of him, casually poking his bulging arm. With a light beam shooting from Pei Yan's fingertip, the entire arm burst like a balloon pricked by a needle, spraying blood and flesh, staining Pei Yan all over.
"Why! Why won't you just let go!" In despair, Julian faced the lazy Pei Nuan, who was wiping the blood off the faceplate, wailing in fear from the depths of his soul.
"People must be punished for their wrongdoings. When you attacked my teammate, you should have anticipated your current fate," Pei Yan said, raising his finger to press down on Julian's head.
"Pei Yan! He has already been punished! Your teammate wasn't gravely injured. Spare his life!" Witnessing Julian being subdued, unable to rescue, despite all the wrongs, his teammate Long Jin couldn't bear to watch him perish, calling out desperately.
As soon as the words fell, a compressed source energy attack line shot from Pei Yan's fingertip, piercing Julian's skull, leaving a pinhole-sized wound. As this wound kept expanding, a light from the sky shone down, covering the lifeless body of Julian, transporting him out of the competition space.
"Ah! What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly," Pei Yan turned his head with a puzzled look, feigning confusion as he looked at Long Jin after completing all this.
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