Chapter 635 - 215: Rebirth, the Seven Treasures Ancient Tree! Slaying Barto Again! The Power of the Sealing King’s Inheritance
Chapter 635: Chapter 215: Rebirth, the Seven Treasures Ancient Tree! Slaying Barto Again! The Power of the Sealing King’s Inheritance
This brutal, merciless battle had lasted for a full month!
Only after the last fruit had been claimed did the chaotic battlefield finally begin to quiet down.
...
「One month later.」
This region of the void was a scene of total devastation.
Shattered pieces of power armor, broken weapons, and severed limbs frozen into ice sculptures drifted everywhere.
Of the more than fifty thousand prodigies, only three remained standing in the center of the battlefield after this bloody baptism.
Qin Feng.
Lang Qi.
And a third, a burly, bare-chested Martial Artist named Tie Muer, wielding a savage broadsword.
As for the other contestants, they had either fled for their lives or been cut down in the melee.
Now, the three of them were locked in a standoff.
Qin Feng’s black power armor was caked in a dark red crust of dried blood.
He held the "Star-Swallower" long spear, its tip still dripping with blood.
A Blood Jade Skull hung from his waist.
Lang Qi was in a similarly gruesome state.
The gray wolf pelt on his shoulders was completely soaked in blood, now a deep, dark brown.
An eerie blue energy flickered on his massive Power Claws, with bits of flesh still clinging to the blades.
As for the Martial Artist Tie Muer, his powerful, bronze-colored frame was a canvas of crisscrossing scars, and one of the horns on his headpiece was broken.
Yet his aura had not diminished; instead, it had intensified, like a ferocious beast that had just drunk its fill of blood, radiating a furious will to battle.
Each of the three held exactly ten crimson Heaven-Reaching Vine Fruits.
"You two."
Qin Feng was the first to break the suffocating silence.
He spoke in a low voice, "The three of us are evenly matched, and the fruits have been divided equally. Why don’t we stop here? We can each return and absorb these ten fruits. Wouldn’t that be ideal?"
This wasn’t a show of weakness, but the most rational assessment of the situation.
After a month of grueling combat, all three of them were severely depleted.
Furthermore, their strengths were truly on par with one another, and their killing techniques were all of an exceptionally high caliber.
If the fight were to continue, it would be impossible to predict the victor. The most likely outcome would be mutual destruction, or at the very least, grievous injuries for all.
More importantly, Qin Feng could clearly sense that the Spiritual Realm of both Lang Qi and Tie Muer was a notch above his own.
Theirs was a profound foundation, infinitely close to the Lake Realm, while he possessed a mere three thousand "cups."
In a true fight to the death, his own chances of defeat were significantly higher.
However, Qin Feng’s proposal was met with nothing but Tie Muer’s wild, unbridled laughter.
"HAHAHA—"
"You from the Ultramarines Chapter, didn’t your masters teach you how to handle a situation like this?"
Tie Muer hoisted the massive broadsword onto his shoulder, casting an aggressive glare at Qin Feng before turning his gaze to Lang Qi. He grinned and said,
"Lang Qi, how about we team up? First, we kill this guy from the Extreme Warband, then we split the ten fruits he’s holding."
"Of course."
Lang Qi licked his lips, a cruel smile spreading across his face as he agreed, "These academy-bred prodigies are always the weakest."
In truth, the two had already reached a secret consensus using their Mental Power.
They had both identified Qin Feng as the "weakest" link among them and had hatched the same plan: team up to eliminate him first, then unhesitatingly turn on each other to claim all thirty fruits for themselves!
Ten fruits were enough to break through to the Lake Realm. Thirty fruits could expand that ’lake’ to an astonishing size.
Neither of them was willing to pass up a chance for such a monumental leap in strength!
The moment Lang Qi’s contemptuous words fell, the recently quieted, bloody battlefield was ignited once more!
The great battle was about to erupt!
"Kill!"
A bestial glint flashed in Tie Muer’s eyes.
He was the first to move! His burly frame erupted with a terrifying speed that defied his size. The void cracked beneath his feet as he shot forward like a cannonball, his broadsword whipping up a furious gale as he swung it directly at Qin Feng’s head!
At the same time, Lang Qi’s figure blurred, transforming into an elusive gray afterimage that flickered between the real and the illusory.
He didn’t choose a frontal assault. Instead, he circled silently to Qin Feng’s flank. His Power Claws, shimmering with an eerie blue light, tore through the void, leaving five black fissures in their wake. Like the Bite of the Cang Lang, they struck directly for Qin Feng’s Psychic Core!
One from the front, one from the back; one a brute-force assault, the other a subtle strike. Their coordination was flawless!
Two immense waves of Mental Power, both on the verge of the Lake Realm, crashed down on Qin Feng from two directions. Like a pair of invisible mountains, they sought to shatter his Will before their physical attacks even landed!
"Bring it on!"
Facing this lethal pincer attack, Qin Feng’s eyes held not a trace of fear. Instead, they burned with a roaring battle intent!
He knew full well that his greatest disadvantage was his Spiritual Realm.
A head-on confrontation was not his best option.
He chose not to engage either of them in a battle to the death. Instead, he brought the essence of his Heaven-swallowing Fist Technique to its absolute peak.
The "Star-Swallower" long spear in his hand was no longer a weapon of furious assault, but had transformed into a defensive black hole capable of devouring all things.