Chapter 1503 - 1503 Tu Xiaoba! Su Jianchen! Black Cape! (1)
1503 Tu Xiaoba! Su Jianchen! Black Cape! (1)
Everyone was worried for the young rabbit girl, but her smile never went away.
Boom!
The next instant, the battle ax held by the pig-human warrior landed on her back, her petite figure being split in two.
Many people closed their eyes, unable to watch.
How could this cute little rabbit die?
But soon, everyone noticed that something was amiss. No blood was splattered after that move. Instead, the girl’s figure gradually disappeared.
“Damn it!” The pig-human’s expression changed.
“Haha, you lost!” The rabbit lady appeared behind her opponent again and knocked his head.
Bang! The fellow collapsed onto the ground.
Silence.
Everyone was stunned. They stared at the rabbit girl absentmindedly.
No one was able to process what had happened, due to the sudden change of events.
“Erm, what just happened?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t see anything.”
“So… the rabbit won?”
“Of course. That pig-human guy has fainted. Poor thing.”
“This is surprising.”
…
There was clamor on the live chat platform.
“Interesting. That rabbit is as fast as lightning,” said Wang Teng, while staring at the victorious girl.
“Indeed. She had already evaded when the pig-human fellow moved.” The Second Prince nodded his head sternly.
“Was that the rabbit’s talent?” the young hero asked with a strange expression.
“I didn’t know their race had that talent.” The prince looked back with a weird expression.
The noble felt at a loss.
What do you mean by mutated rabbit!
She’s from the rabbit race, not a real rabbit. What is Wang Teng thinking?
Wang Teng realized that the Second Prince didn’t know anything and could only shake his head. He felt that his guess made sense. What if I’m right?
He glanced at the rabbit lady’s name… Tu Xiaoba!
Really… What’s with this name?
Wang Teng was shocked by the name. Why don’t you call yourself Tu Eight? (Tu Xiaoba means Rabbit Eighteen.)
The rabbit girl was successful in advancing to the next round. Her ears perked up proudly as she hopped away.
The competition continued. Soon, the second round ended, and only twenty-five thousand warriors remained.
The following round would force them to release their true power.
The first was a youth in a gray gown, carrying a long sword.
His opponent was a martial warrior from the ape race who had grasped an eighth level ultima. He hefted his massive blade and swung it around with vigor, leaving a trail of golden glow in the air.
The youth in gray wielded his sword with a fluid grace, and a dazzling sword glow lit up the gray sky.
All the golden blade glow was destroyed and the youth in gray defeated his opponent in a split second, drawing lots of attention.
“Huh?” Wang Teng’s gaze turned sharp.
That was the gray-garbed youth he had noticed before the competition started; one who was always carrying his sword around.
Our hero gauged him in the beginning and considered him powerful. There was a faint hint of sword consciousness around him, so he was very likely an expert focused and skilled in sword arts.
It seemed that his estimation was right on the money.
“Impressive! Who’s the young warrior? Where did he come from? Why didn’t I notice him before?”
“He’s Su Jianchen. He’s from the Bailiu Galaxy, a mid-tier civilization under the Great Qian Empire.”
“Another talent from a faraway galaxy?”
“Mid-tier civilization? He doesn’t have a powerful background to speak of.”
“If you talk about remote, Wang Teng’s even worse. He came from a low-tier civilization.”
“Why do you have to compare who’s worse off?”
“The worse their origin, the more powerful their abilities.”
“Your logic is amazing.”
“However, Su Jianchen’s move is impressive. He dealt with his opponent instantly.”
“Another black horse showed up in the competition.”
“Is he specialized in sword skills? That sword attack looked ordinary, yet it’s surprisingly powerful.”
“There are many sword talents in this competition. The Third Prince is one of them.”
“I remember that Wang Teng is also good with the sword. I wonder how he fares in comparison.”
“I’m still excited. I want to see them exchanging blows.”
“That sounds wrong.”
…
Amazed by his power, many people started talking about Su Jianchen. Some even went and dug out his background.
All the participants had registered details about their origins and background, so anyone with enough power could look them up. It was easy.
Furthermore, Su Jianchen didn’t hide any of his information.
He hailed from the Tian Luo Empire and was the sole representative. The people from the subsidiary empire were watching him.
The higher-ups became excited when they saw him unsheathe his sword.
However, none of them went personally to cheer for him; they were watching the live broadcast back in their empire.
Tian Luo Planet, Tian Luo City. In the center of the metropolis, within an extravagant palace—
The emperor of the Tian Luo Empire sat on his throne. His figure was tall and a little hazy; it was difficult to see his appearance clearly.