mijobooks Chapter 77 We Can't Lose!
Chapter 77 We Can't Lose!
Chapter 77 We Can't Lose! (Bonus Chapter for First Subscription)
Chen moved, his speed sending a chill down Lu Ren's spine. The sword in his hand flashed with a blinding cold light as he attacked!
"Swamp Mist"
White smoke rapidly spread beneath Lu Ren's feet, instantly engulfing him. Chen Zui then disappeared into the thick fog.
"Swamp Mist!?"
Off the field, Wang Liuxing, still bandaged, stood up: "Brother Lu can actually use Swamp Mist? His elemental affinity is over four hundred?"
Grandpa Wang remained calm: "It's probably a special talent. He's a warrior who can use magic, so what's so strange about him using swamp mist now?"
Lu Ren can now release a dense fog that reaches over sixty meters high, but given his current elemental affinity, the swamp fog's hallucinatory effect is not strong, and it's pointless to expend too much energy releasing the swamp fog at full power.
Therefore, Lu Ren's swamp fog only covers a few meters, allowing the denser smoke to achieve the effect of obscuring vision.
"Kang Dang Yi"
The two clashed in the mist, and when their swords collided, Lu Ren felt as if he had crashed into a wall!
He quickly realized that the gap was too large, and he was no match for the opponent in a head-on confrontation.
The two swordsmen moved swiftly across the field. Each time they exchanged blows, a cloud of smoke would suddenly rise from Lu Ren's feet. A few seconds later, the two would clash again more than ten meters away.
From the sky, one could see white smoke rising from all directions on the field. Lu Ren kept using his smoke escape technique, but he couldn't effectively avoid all the attacks. His injuries kept increasing, and if this continued, he would surely be defeated.
As Chen Zui charged forward once again, he suddenly sensed something was wrong. He dodged to the side, and the next instant, a violent explosion occurred just two meters in front of him.
If he had taken one more step forward, he would have been severely injured by the explosion.
Damn it, I missed!
Lu Ren cursed inwardly, then fled again.
Ji Liguang, sitting in the audience, was also stunned. "How did Chen Zui dodge that?"
Shen Yaoxing replied, "The swordsmen of the Chen family of Shu Mountain possess the talent 'Listening to the Wind,' which allows them to sense danger."
"Damn, this is impossible to fight. Lu Ren has been beaten to a pulp, and Chen Zui hasn't even used his skills yet."
"He used it. Chen Zui's skill is an effect-based skill that boosts speed and reaction time. He used it when the duel started, otherwise even with a physique of 400, he shouldn't have been able to force Lu Ren to the point where he could only run away."
When physical strength is similar, skill can prevail in swordsmanship contests.
The difference wasn't that big; two to three times would be fine. But now the difference is five times, and Lu Ren can't withstand more than a few of his opponent's sword strikes.
But in reality, Chen Zui couldn't withstand many of his sword strikes either, because Lu Ren's strength was as high as 78, while Chen Zui's strength was only around 30.
The warrior class in this world is like the assassin in a MOBA game: high damage but not much defense.
It's like playing a game. If you build all damage and are still incredibly tanky, what are you even talking about? You might as well take the crystal.
So the current situation is that Chen deals the most damage but Lu Ren has a lot of health, while Lu Ren's damage is negligible but Chen's health is low.
In terms of offensive and defensive statistics, both sides have a chance.
However, Chen Zui moved like lightning and was as fast as a mad rabbit. Lu Ren couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes. If it weren't for his high resonance that allowed him to react to the opponent's attacks, he would have been cut down in the first two moves.
But even if they manage to hold on, it's only for a little longer.
Chen Zui's momentum was unstoppable, while Lu Ren was like a banana leaf in the rain.
My stamina is being depleted rapidly, and without the replenishment of spiritual remains, I will gradually fall behind.
If he couldn't beat Chen Zui in a short time, then defeat was only a matter of time. However, he felt that he had performed very well. At the beginning, he had no idea what to do, but after getting used to the rhythm, he found that the gap between the two was not as big as he had imagined.
Unbeknownst to him, he managed to hold out for three minutes despite the opponent's all-out effort.
This is Chen Zui, the pride of the aristocratic family, while I am just a wild boy who was picked up from the slums by the young lady less than two months ago.
Although he looked a little disheveled, he was suddenly moved. He felt that all the sweat he had shed and the injuries he had sustained during this time had meaning at this moment. Moreover, his advantage was his fast progress. He believed that he could enter the Flame Realm faster and then enter the bottleneck period even faster after entering the Flame Realm.
But that's all in the future. Right now, it's a bit too much to ask someone like me, who's only been a professional for two months, to fight against the young master of a powerful family.
From the perspective of Lu Youhe and the others watching from the sidelines, it seemed that Lu Ren was being forced to fight, but for the six elders, it was a different story.
"That kid Chen Zui seems to get distracted every now and then, doesn't he?"
"Is it the mental interference of resonance? Otherwise, Xiao Lu, with his physique of over sixty, would have been taken down by Chen Zui long ago."
"Moreover, every time this kid releases swamp mist, he releases a small-scale swamp gas explosion at his feet, using the impact to achieve an explosive speed comparable to Jingxing's."
"Can his legs take it?"
"It should have some kind of life-enhancing skill, could it be the Mud Monster's Hardening ability?"
"And the power of inspiration, which I used just in time every time I was in danger, causing Jingxing's sword to go slightly off course."
Even if you're not an expert in everything, as long as you combine all your abilities well, you can still achieve unexpected results.
The elders on the sidelines were increasingly satisfied with Lu Ren. No matter what, this was related to the competition next June, so the stronger Lu Ren was, the better.
However, before they knew it, the Sixth Elder began to become dissatisfied, because the two sides had been fighting on the field for more than five minutes.
He bought 5 minutes. This kid clearly started to lose momentum after 3 minutes, but now he's managed to drag it out to 5 minutes.
Six minutes passed, and the Seventh Elder was no longer satisfied.
Eight minutes passed, and the Ninth Elder was no longer satisfied.
Ten minutes later, the Eighth Elder was no longer satisfied.
Lu Ren still has a bit of a bad heart.
If I remember correctly, those elders who bet on him and were defeated within minutes should have lost everything by now.
He felt from the beginning that he couldn't win, but he could get a few more people to lose with him.
Lu Ren retreated and then manipulated his elements to create a wall of fire in front of him.
This time, however, a whooshing sound came from within the flames.
Even if he would be burned, Chen Zui chose to brave the scorching heat and thrust his sword through the wall of fire!
Unable to dodge, Lu Ren's heart tightened. He had no choice but to raise his sword to parry this sword strike.
Just as Chen Zui held the sword horizontally in front of his chest, the tip of his sword pressed against Lu Ren's sword, and nearly ten tons of force were transmitted from the sword.
There was no resonance interference, nor any mental force obstruction; it was a solid head-on collision.
"Clang—"
—
Lu Ren was stabbed by the sword, and his foot left a scratch mark on the ground that stretched for more than ten meters.
The black iron-grade one-handed sword in his hand was also completely shattered in two by this attack.
At this moment, his injuries were not serious, but he was almost completely drained of energy.
Chen Zui pointed his sword at him and said, "You've lost."
He hadn't actually lost; Lu Ren actually wanted to say it was unfair, as he still had the ability he hadn't used.
He also has a bronze-level tamed beast, but Xiao Hei took the baby away early this morning. If Xiao Hei were included, he might have won.
He can recover by eating spirit remains, which should be considered one of his abilities. But now it's impossible for him to say, "Wait for me to go down and get some spirit remains before we fight." He can wear you down while fighting, and drag it out until you die.
That's too childish. Only children make excuses. Lu Ren couldn't come up with one.
So he has indeed lost, but he never intended to win in the first place.
He had performed exceptionally well, displaying his talent and spirit, and even the elders in the audience were very satisfied with his performance.
Chen Zui won the prize in this competition and also vented his anger; he didn't lose his spot and now he has shown his strength, so the elders are satisfied with him; moreover, he also got a little angry with those old men and women who bet on him to lose.
In the workplace, this is a win-win-win situation.
Suddenly, a black wooden sword appeared in his palm, startling everyone present. It was yet another bronze-grade alchemical artifact.
""
"I haven't lost yet."
Chen Zui frowned slightly; he wasn't feeling much better either, and he looked rather disheveled.
Lu Ren had too many tricks up his sleeve, making it impossible to defend against them all, but compared to Lu Ren, who was exhausted, he clearly still had half of his combat ability remaining.
He frowned slightly and said, "Why push yourself? Using skills and abilities so frequently will leave you with insufficient stamina for further combat."
However, after Lu Ren took out the black wooden sword, the elders below could no longer sit still and began to whisper, "What kind of sword is this? Why is it—"
"Yan Qing, what's going on? Why do I sense the Ancestral Tree up there?"
"This child has climbed the ancestral tree and even stolen the sacred wood?"
"Please calm down. I already know about this. Let me explain—"
Upon hearing Shen Yanqing's telepathic message, the elders quickly calmed down and looked at the young man in the arena with increasingly serious expressions, each with their own plans.
But the boy's next move surprised them even more.
The moment Lu Ren drew his sword, he actually stabbed himself in the abdomen.
"Lu Ren!"
What is he doing?
"You don't have to hurt yourself if you lose, right?"
Lu Ren realized that although it seemed like a win-win situation, one person would lose off the field, which he couldn't accept.
He pulled the sword out of his abdomen, bringing forth a gush of hot blood, but within his body, anger and strength grew infinitely!
"As expected, the idea of not offending anyone in the workplace is a false proposition—Xiao Chen, let me give you a real lesson."
If someone bets their entire fortune on them to win, how could they possibly let the other person lose?
Was that all her savings tied up? It was all his salary!
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