Watching Lancelot crouching in front of him, covering his eyes and howling, Pei Yan slowly pulled out the two-handed longsword that was embedded in his body. He looked down at his wound and was astonished to find that not only had it not healed as quickly as it usually did, but also the area around the wound couldn't undergo chanization. Instead, it reverted to flesh and blood, with a large amount of fresh blood flowing out as soon as the longsword was removed.
Upon seeing this, Pei Jin ordered Suzi to bring her in front of her brother. She placed her palm over his wound, and only under the influence of her power did Pei Yan's wound begin to heal slowly. Pei Yan did not respond to his sister's action but instead raised the longsword out of curiosity and cut a line against his fingertip. Seeing the white sword mark left on his cha, Pei Yan humd, finding it not as sharp as he had imagined.
Then he lowered the hardness of his cha and made another cut, his fingertip cha getting a small but noticeable crack. However, it didn't lose its chanization like his abdominal wound, nor did it leave a wound that was difficult to heal.
Could this weapon's effect vary from person to person? Could it beco ineffective when I use it?
"Despicable! Shaless! Despicable! Shaless!" Lancelot chanted like a broken record, interrupting Pei Yan's thoughts. He put down the longsword and looked up at the man before him, noticing that the eye injured by the laser beam shot from his left eye through the helt's gap had already healed. Lancelot was glaring at him with red and swollen eyes, cursing loudly.
"Is that weapon and the shield you used earlier considered a divine artifact?" Pei Yan raised the longsword he held in his hand and asked curiously.
"A divine artifact? Do you think we're dishonorable like those who break the rules like Bloodshed, or do you believe you're worthy of us using a divine artifact against you? You're truly an ignorant fool." During the conversation, after being sneak-attacked by Pei Yan, Lanloste lost all final reverence for the strongman in front of him, leaving only deep contempt and anger.
"Pei Yan, the shield and longsword he used just now are both imbued with divine blessings. Those blessings were jointly cast by the Pope and several Archbishops of the Magic Realm's church. Such blessings, capable of negating most attacks in the world, are extrely expensive consumables and disappear after use. I don't know how many tis he's received blessings, but I guess that the divine blessing he used to block your attack wouldn't exceed three tis." At this mont, Xila, who was watching the battle from the side, softly introduced to Pei Yan through the headset.
"Isn't using such blessings considered cheating?" Pei Yan asked in a low voice.
"It's not. Though uncommon, they've also been used by those favored by the church in previous matches. However, they're usually reserved as a last-resort life-saving skill. No one typically squanders them as he did upon entering the arena."
"Hehehehe!" After hearing Xila's explanation and looking at Lanloste, who was sneering in front of him, Pei Yan couldn't help but twitch his lips and let out a cold laugh. So they're showing off their power resources like Divine Artifact Space and church blessings in front of , huh! Just because soone's got their back, huh!
Looks like I'm a fool thinking of fair competition while they exploit loopholes and cheat! Who wouldn't know how to do that! With that thought, Pei Yan quickly asked, "Xila, has there ever been a case in previous matches where the original entity intervened? Is it against the rules?"
"Uh!" Hearing this, Xila was montarily stunned, and then she awkwardly responded after a mont, "No, there's no rule against the original entity intervening, because those of such high status disdain to participate in such a match, but…"
Realizing what Pei Yan intended to do, Xila hesitated for a mont before advising, "If you really intend to do this, I suggest you don't make it too obvious. If people catch on, though they can't say anything based on the rules, they'll look down on you and also view the original entity of the foundational plane with contempt, thinking you're bullying the weak by abusing the powerful."
"Thanks, got it! I'll be careful!" After saying this, Pei Yan activated his source connection to seek help from Lin Junzhao, who had been watching the show. "Big sister, you've been watching for a while now! Are you just going to let them bully us like this without doing anything?"
"Didn't that little girl just say it! If I take action and people notice, they'll accuse of bullying the weak with the strong." Lin Junzhao, who had long been eager to take action, feigned a difficult expression as she deferred.
"Then we just make sure they don't find out! Just tell what happened with that spatial disarray earlier and how we should respond!" Pei Yan eagerly asked.
"It's just a form of spatial magic, altering the spatial rules around your body and affecting your senses of the outside world. The latter is easily resolved—just apply your source energy to your brain to clear the magic's influence on yourself. The forr is a bit tricky; since none among you is proficient in spatial manipulation abilities, you, being a half-baked one, can only rely on your rudintary space manipulation skills to stay alert and constantly watch for spatial changes. Once an anomaly occurs, use your parallel space to correct and modify it. Although it's labor-intensive and ntally taxing, it's all you can do without overtly using my abilities," Lin Junzhao explained.
Upon hearing Lin Junzhao's explanation, Pei Yan imdiately relayed this information to his companions. After using source energy to negate the magic affecting them, Pei Yan and his group regained control of their bodies. At this ti, people from the Magic Realm descended from the sky and ford a fan shape to surround them in the field.
"Lanloste, co back! They've dispelled the magic-induced illusion on them, and now the real battle begins. That Pei Yan is just a scoundrel, don't waste your breath preaching your knightly ideals to him!" Moira called back Lanloste, who was increasingly enraged after being ignored by Pei Yan, then transford into a nagging figure. Turning her gaze to Pei Yan, she taunted, "Have you learned your lesson from the little setback? Still planning to stubbornly latch onto us?"
Pei Yan held the longsword, now devoid of blessing, in both hands. Exerting slight force, the sword in his hands slightly bent under the strain, emitting a mournful hum. As the pressure of his arms increased, with a crack, broken pieces flew skywards as the longsword shattered in half.
Casually tossing the broken sword towards Moira's feet, this was Pei Yan's answer, a declaration of battle from investigation!
With no more words needed, both parties charged towards each other, yelling as they went, while Pei Yan, dodging a barrage of fireballs raining down like machine-gun fire, was searching the battlefield for his target. It wasn't long before he locked onto a diminutive man within the magic troop, covertly releasing Wind Blades amid the crowd. He then transmitted to Pei Jin, "Sister, do you see that guy?"
"I see him! Are you certain it's him?"
"Confird! Just like in training, we start with him!"
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