Norlan Mountain wore a cold expression as he watched the video playing on the screen before him. He held no goodwill towards Luo Feng. Especially after he had arranged for someone to compose a persuasive email and send it over, only for Luo Feng to offer not even a whisper of reply. Naturally, this infuriated him. How could he possibly feel pleased watching Luo Feng bask in the spotlight?
“Huh?” As he watched, Norlan Mountain’s face shifted to one of astonishment. He turned to the large-nosed man sitting beside him. “This is the genius you spoke of?”
In the video, Luo Feng was clearly being utterly crushed!
A complete defeat!
“This is the last match’s video,” the large-nosed man quickly explained. “This young man, known as ‘The Madman,’ hasn’t fought again after losing this match.”
“The last battle video?” Norlan Mountain’s lips curled upward slightly as he watched Luo Feng being mercilessly beaten in the video. His smile grew wider.
…
Inside the Combat Arena, the space was empty.
Luo Feng sat alone on the black battlefield, the Dark Heaven Shuttle lying beside him.
“How could this happen?”
“Pathetic?”
“Absolutely pathetic! She’s merely a warrior, not a mentalist. A Level One Stellar warrior, rated at only six stars, yet… my Dark Heaven Shuttle was utterly powerless before her?” Luo Feng’s eyes were filled with pain. The scene from moments ago felt like a nightmare.
822 wins! 1 loss!
An impressive streak of 822 victories—how glorious, how triumphant had he felt? Luo Feng had believed himself a true genius among Level One Stellars, with few able to defeat him. Yet just now, he had faced a female warrior wielding twin blades. He had been utterly dominated. She had given him chance after chance, sparing him each time she could have killed him…
She had spared him nine times at crucial moments, finally slicing across his forehead.
Death!
In a single match, he had been let off nine times by his opponent. Clearly, the female warrior had been ‘toying’ with him, vastly superior in strength, like an adult toying with a child. She had let him off nine times, only killing him on the final strike.
“Am I really this weak?”
“Could I really be this weak?” Luo Feng clenched his teeth in pain.
At this moment, many challenge requests were being sent to Luo Feng, but he had no heart to fight. His mind was consumed entirely by the previous match… No matter how powerful his ‘Swordfish Formation’ was, it was still cut aside and sent flying by the woman’s decisive, razor-sharp blades!
Dual blades in each hand, perfectly coordinated!
“How could I lose so badly? She was of the same rank, a warrior! And yet I… ” Luo Feng could accept defeat, but not such a humiliating one. This crushing loss told him one thing clearly—there were many stronger warriors than him even among his peers at Black Dragon Mountain Island!
Otherwise, how could someone at the same level so easily dominate him?
…
Another Combat Arena.
Thunder God was locked in battle with a female warrior clad entirely in white. Thunder God’s previous record had also been impressive—691 wins, 3 losses, with an eight-star rating! Although he had suffered three losses, Thunder God didn’t mind, because battles were naturally a mix of victory and defeat. Most who came here did so in hopes of achieving a breakthrough.
Defeat was often more helpful than success when it came to ‘breaking through’!
And because of his domain, Thunder God’s opponents were mostly rated at seven, eight, or even nine stars. Losing three matches was perfectly normal.
“Break! Break! Break! Break! Break!!!” Thunder God, in a frenzy, was completely enveloped in his domain. His primal energy blade became a series of lightning-fast strikes.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
A series of rapid impacts.
The female warrior wore a clean, white battle uniform, her expression emotionless, her eyes cold and piercing. In each hand, she held a sharp battle blade. With her dual blades moving in a mysterious, ethereal manner, she effortlessly blocked Thunder God’s rapid strikes. Yet in the midst of the lightning-fast combat, the female warrior’s blade strangely slipped through Thunder God’s flurry of attacks and swept across his neck.
His head flew into the air.
Thunder God, defeated!
…
Hong, clad in black battle armor, held a silver spear in his hand, his eyes gleaming as he stared at his opponent: “Haha, what a thrill! What a thrill! I’ve fought 695 matches in a row, and compared to you, all other opponents are simply unworthy of the word ‘elite’!” Hong’s words were automatically translated into the Universal Language by the virtual assistant.
Before him stood a thin, white-robed man holding a long sword, who looked at Hong and said: “I never expected to meet someone like you in this Kill Zone Arena.”
“Come again.” The man shouted.
Whoosh!
In a flash, he dashed forward like lightning, closing in on Hong. At the same time, his sword, as if alive, traced a strange arc, aiming to strike multiple parts of Hong’s body.
“Hahahaha…” Hong let out a delighted laugh.
The tip of his spear suddenly twisted violently, as if stirring up a thousand waves, sweeping toward his opponent. At the same time, the spear’s intent merged into his dark domain, like a terrifying vortex in the darkness, swallowing the white-robed swordsman before him. The swordsman’s blade was clean and swift, flashing with sparks as it pierced every part of the vortex. Around him, his lightning domain expanded continuously.
“Boom!”
The two clashed and separated, only to engage again in a flash.
Fierce!
Hong had fought 695 matches in a row, each one an easy victory. But now, he had suddenly encountered a terrifyingly powerful opponent! They exchanged blows over a thousand times. Clearly, Hong’s domain had the upper hand, but his opponent’s precise, swift, and mysterious sword techniques were extremely formidable, forcing the two into a stalemate.
After such a long battle, neither had made a single mistake.
Boom!
The two stood on the battlefield, facing each other from a distance.
“Assassin, you have earned my respect. Let us call this match a draw,” said the white-robed swordsman.
“You have also earned my respect,” Hong replied, his eyes like stars, staring at his opponent. “I have trained hard in the Kill Zone for a month, and my spear techniques have advanced further. I have never used this move until now… Now, I shall unleash it as a mark of respect for you.” Hong’s words were translated into an electronic voice by the virtual assistant.
“What?” The white-robed swordsman’s expression changed.
“This move, I call it ‘This hatred shall never cease.'” As Hong spoke, he flicked his spear. In an instant, the spear became like a great dragon lunging forth, carrying a swirling intent, pulling in the surrounding dark domain, generating a continuous, tornado-like shockwave, with the spear’s tip at its peak.
The white-robed swordsman narrowed his eyes, his blade flashing out like lightning.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Each strike barely missed, grazing the edge of the spear tip. The spearhead was mysteriously agile and slippery, as if it controlled the very air around it, unstoppable.
The white-robed swordsman tried to flee, but was trapped within the domain, his speed inferior.
He couldn’t block either.
“Whoosh!”
The eerie spearhead pierced through the white-robed swordsman’s forehead, exiting from the back of his skull.
In this match, the Assassin (Hong) emerged victorious!
…
In the Kill Zone Hall.
The blood-red ceiling loomed over the black table and cold chairs. Luo Feng and Thunder God sat here, their moods grim.
“I didn’t expect you had also faced her,” Luo Feng said with a bitter smile.
“What? You also met her?” Thunder God exclaimed in surprise.
“Yes,” Luo Feng nodded. “That female warrior was truly… I was no match for her. She was toying with me, crushing me. Her physical strength was only at Level One Stellar, the same as mine, yet she was so much stronger. My Dark Heaven Shuttle was nothing but a joke before her!”
“I felt the same. I thought she might have a domain, but she didn’t even use it. She wounded me nine times in a row before finally killing me. Too… too…” Thunder God’s smile was bitter.
Back on Earth,
They were, one, a peerless genius, the other, the founder of the Thunder Dojo, standing at the peak of Earth’s warriors. Who could have imagined that one day, someone of the same rank and level would be able to crush and mock them so easily.
“Second Brother, Third Brother, why did you call me?” Hong, dressed in black, approached with a smile, his spirit high. “Huh? Why do you two look so gloomy?”
“We lost,” Luo Feng said simply.
“Lost badly,” Thunder God added with a grimace.
“Loss is a good thing,” Hong said, sitting on a nearby chair. “Only by losing can you discover your weaknesses, and only then can you improve.”
“But the loss was just too humiliating,” Luo Feng glanced at Hong. “Big Brother, you seem in a good mood?”
“Haha, I met an opponent, a very strong one,” Hong laughed as he looked at Luo Feng and Thunder God. “If you two were at Level Nine Planetary, you might not even be his match. He was extremely powerful! If I hadn’t trained hard in the Kill Zone Arena for a month and achieved a breakthrough, I wouldn’t have won this time. What a thrill, meeting such an opponent.”
…
In the Kill Zone, apart from the low-cost, high-traffic main hall, there were also some high-privacy ‘Meditation Chambers’.
Inside one of them.
A tall, muscular man with a dark-blue complexion sat on the sofa, watching the screen before him. The screen simultaneously played three videos: Luo Feng vs. the female warrior, Thunder God vs. the female warrior, and Hong vs. the white-robed young swordsman. The muscular man’s eyes shone with unprecedented intensity.
He stared intently at the third video—the match between Hong and the white-robed swordsman.
“Could it be… could it really be a Triple Domain?”
“That final strike, the domain he unleashed—it was definitely a Triple Domain! A Level Nine Planetary brat actually reaching a Triple Domain!” The muscular man was filled with excitement.
Suddenly—
“Knock! Knock! Knock!” came the sound of knocking on the door.
“Come in,” the muscular man said.
The door opened.
A serious-faced white-robed female warrior and the white-robed thin young swordsman entered, closed the door, and the female warrior respectfully bowed: “Lord, the mission is complete.”
“Good. You may now return to the real world from the virtual universe. I’ve already issued the contribution points,” the muscular man said.
“Understood.”
The white-robed female warrior and the white-robed young swordsman faded into nothingness, clearly having left the virtual universe with their consciousness returning to reality.
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