"You killed almost everyone in my family." Clyne looked at Tang Ling calmly as he walked into his room.
"But it doesn't matter." Clyne pressed a button on the table as Tang Ling walked towards him.
Behind him, the thick wall began to slowly move to both sides, revealing the huge space behind the wall.
It was a warehouse, and the walls of the warehouse were filled with shelves. There were a lot of things on the shelves, and under the shelves, there were a few boxes. The boxes were opened, and inside the boxes were gold, jade, and even crystals, which were considered as hard currency in the Purple Moon era.
In addition to this shelf, there was a huge arena in the middle of the warehouse. The entire arena was covered by a huge iron cage.
It reminded him of the bloody cage fight. Did the inspiration come from this place?
As a matter of fact, the whole fifth floor of the Agnes family's mansion was occupied by this secret storeroom, other than Clyne's small office that was connected to his bedroom.
Tang Ling's heart raced. It was not because of the huge fortune before his eyes, but because he saw two things on the shelf in the middle of the room. They were treasures to him.
However, he had expected them to end up in this place. They were his grandmother's ashes and his sister's dress.
Was it strange for his things to end up in the hands of the Agnes family, the family that ruled Safety Sector No. 17?
"You don't have much wealth, but I've kept them for you." Clyne stood up and tore off his sleeping robe, revealing the armor underneath.
It wasn't the standard purple armor, but a black set of brand-new armor with three stars carved on the chest.
He slowly walked to the side of the ring, and then selected a pair of gloves on the rack beside the ring. Then, he put on a pair of ice blue gloves.
Then, he pressed another button and the iron cage that locked the ring opened a small door. Clyne then walked in.
"I don't mean any harm. I'm just worried that these things aren't enough to move you, so I kept them for you, especially when I knew you came from the settlement." As he spoke, Clyne moved his limbs and twisted his neck like a boxer in the ring, making his final preparations.
"If you have something to say, you can be more direct." Tang Ling also walked towards the ring, but he was not in a hurry to enter.
"This is the Ring of Life and Death. It was left behind by the earliest leader of the Agnes Family. I moved it into this secret warehouse, "Clyne said calmly.
"You know, it's not easy for the leader of the Agnes family to be born. Everyone is ambitious, right? For the sake of fairness, the few people who are evenly matched will have to choose the Arena of Life and Death. The one who survives will become the clan leader. "
"That's how I became the clan leader." Clyne's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia. He then said, "That's why this ring is a gambling ring. It's a gambling ring with your life on the line. I want to make a big bet with you."
"Not only do we have to bet our lives, but the winner will also obtain more things."
"I've shown you my sincerity. If you win, not only will my life be yours, but everything in this warehouse will also be yours," Clyne said seriously.
"Is there anything on me that you're interested in?" Tang Ling had a general idea of what Clyne wanted, but he still asked.
Tang Ling took a quick glance at the storeroom. Other than a few boxes, most of the items were weapons, armor, art pieces left behind by the old civilization, firearms, and even boxes of bullets. There was also a rack filled with over a hundred kilograms of vicious beast meat. Tang Ling spotted Level 4 and even Level 5 vicious beast meat among them.
It could be said to be a huge fortune.
"If I win, I want the seed on you," Clyne finally stated his goal.
"I see. You are just worried about Uncle Su Yao." Tang Ling smiled. He tossed the sword and dagger away and tore off his bloodstained combat uniform.
He started to pick and choose the items in the Agnes family's warehouse.
As a matter of fact, he was not knowledgeable. Even if the superalloy was placed in front of him, he would not know what it was or what it was used for.
After all, Tang Ling's knowledge was still limited.
However, to fight Clyne with a grade B alloy weapon and a combat uniform that he snatched at the last minute? Tang Ling was not an idiot!
Clyne did not react to Tang Ling's action. As a matter of fact, Mad Lion Su Siao's lack of reaction was more important.
Even if he won Tang Ling's seed in the end, given Mad Lion Su Siao's character, he would have no choice but to accept the result.
Moreover, the people from the Stardust Council would be here soon. He had to kill Tang Ling before they arrived! Otherwise, would he still have a share of the precious seed?
Tang Ling took a grade A alloy spear. As a matter of fact, compared to a longsword, a spear was more suitable for him.
He wanted to take a set of armor, but the armor in the warehouse was not that great. The best set was only grade B alloy armor, which was stronger than the standard armor of the Purple Moon Warriors.
After some thought, Tang Ling decided to give up on the armor. Instead, he chose a tight-fitting, knitted inner protective suit that was similar to the one he wore in the Hope Barrier.
The inner protective suit was only as strong as a bulletproof vest, but it was better than nothing.
However, Clyne was slightly surprised when Tang Ling chose the inner protective suit. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out in the end.
As a matter of fact, the inner protective suit that Tang Ling randomly picked was very valuable.
Its overall strength was not weaker than the standard armor of the Purple Moon Warriors, but it was much lighter and more flexible than the standard armor. Although it only protected the knees, elbows, wrists, and torso, it lacked the protection of the head. Still, compared to the heavy and heavy standard armor, anyone with a discerning eye would know which one was better.
More importantly, the inner protective suit was knitted with a large amount of some kind of biological material. It was very tough and could be worn regardless of size.
Could it be that this kid saw through something? The inner protective suit was tailor-made for his seed transformation.
Unfortunately, Tang Ling had used something to strengthen his body, so he could no longer use his seed. Logically speaking, using something to strengthen his body would consume a lot of energy.
Tang Ling could no longer provide enough energy to support his transformation.
Clyne's speculations were correct, but not entirely. After Tang Ling completely melted the war seed, he had a feeling that the truth was not as perfect as he thought. The two war seeds could be stacked together and eventually burst out with four times the power of their current super form.
He did not have enough energy to support it!
Every time he transformed to the limit, he actually used the energy that he had stored in the little seed.
The little seed's current energy reserves would never allow him to burst out into the super form that he had imagined.
But …
Tang Ling continued to choose. He still needed a dagger. It was the weapon that he was most familiar with and he would have to rely on it during crucial moments.
However, Clyne's collection disappointed Tang Ling. There were no decent daggers. The most he had were grade A alloy daggers, but some of them were exquisite. Were they practical?
In Tang Ling's mind, the simpler the dagger, the better. All he wanted was lethality.
With that in mind, Tang Ling was ready to simply pick a grade A alloy dagger, but it was at that moment that he caught a glimpse of a very special dagger in an inconspicuous corner.
The handle of the dagger was a natural piece of wood. The wood was twisted, but because of the twist, it fit exceptionally well in Tang Ling's hand.
Above the handle, there was a withered rattan wrapped around it. It was unknown whether it was the original material of the wood or if it was added by someone. In short, the rattan formed a dagger lattice, perfectly separating the blade and the handle.
Other than that, the blade of the dagger was very strange. It was a faint black material, but it was not made of metal, wood, or bone. It felt like stone to the touch, but it also felt like wood at the same time, as if it was naturally formed.
Like the handle, the blade was twisted into a curved arc like a snake. There were sawteeth at the back of the blade and blood grooves at the edge of the blade, but neither the sawteeth nor the grooves showed signs of being polished by someone. They looked like they were naturally formed.
However, it was a pity that this dagger was a defective product. Its blade was only half a piece, and the cut had become extremely smooth. It was like a piece of wood that had been broken, and after experiencing time, it had gradually regained its smoothness.
But what was the use of that? Tang Ling was somehow attracted to the dagger, but when he held it in his hand, he could not figure out how the dagger could be used to fight, so he put it down.
Clyne heaved a breath of relief when he saw Tang Ling put the dagger down.
As a matter of fact, Clyne had been studying the dagger all the time. He had tried all kinds of methods and even spent a fortune to hire a scientist to analyze it, but nothing came out of it.
However, Clyne was unwilling to give up because the dagger came from a rank 5 powerhouse! He treasured it like a treasure, so how could it be anything common?
In Clyne's opinion, Tang Ling would definitely lose the duel, so he did not want Tang Ling to keep the dagger. What if it was destroyed in the duel?
Seeing that Tang Ling put the dagger down and picked up a grade A alloy dagger, Clyne was stunned.
A while later, Tang Ling picked up the dagger and sheathed it at his waist.
"You picked two daggers?" Clyne was infuriated. He tried to hold it in, but he still couldn't help but ask, pretending to be surprised.
"Is there a problem?" Tang Ling raised a brow as he walked into the ring.
Tang Ling had wasted five minutes with Clyne, so he did not want to waste any more time.
"No problem. I'm just curious why you picked a non-lethal dagger. It's just something you kept a long time ago. It's a symbol of victory," Clyne said, pretending to be indifferent.
Tang Ling did not reply. His Precise Instinct picked up something unusual about the dagger, and combined with Clyne's attitude, he knew he had picked something extraordinary.
Swoosh! The spear was pointed at Clyne.
"Let's begin." Both of them did not want to waste any more time.
**
Time was like a reincarnation cycle.
When Tang Ling first stepped into Safety Sector No. 17, his first battle was the bloody cage fight.
The battle with Clyne would be his last battle in Safety Sector No. 17. It would also be a cage fight, a life and death cage fight!
Once the cage was closed, even if Clyne wanted to open it himself, he would have to twist a small lock and open a passcode disk inside the lock. Only then would he be able to open it.
If he wanted to break the cage with brute force, both he and Clyne would have to spend a lot of energy and time to break the cage.
Who would have the luxury of time to do such a thing in a life and death battle? Unless one of them had a huge advantage in the fight.
So, did Clyne or Tang Ling have the upper hand in this battle? Neither of them did!
This was a battle where both sides had reached the Third Order, and the battle had reached its climax right from the start.
Within half a minute, Clyne had thrown more than 300 punches, and each punch was powerful enough to kill a Purple Moon Warrior.
Tang Ling had also swung his spear more than 300 times, and each of his spear strikes perfectly blocked Clyne's punches.
Without a doubt, this was a battle between two powerhouses. A commoner could not even catch the movements, the strength was unimaginable, and the reflexes were unimaginable.
In the entire arena, just one defending and one defending made explosive sounds. The huge C-grade alloy iron cage was trembling. The shock waves brought by the fists and the spear wind caused by the long spear left uneven marks on the iron cage.
Tang Ling was a lot fiercer than he had imagined.
Any kind of prediction was just an assumption before the battle. Only when the battle began did Clyne realize the truth.
Indeed, Tang Ling could no longer suppress him. In terms of basic abilities, he was even stronger than Tang Ling.
However, after throwing more than 300 punches, none of them landed on Tang Ling. The spear in his hand always blocked his punches perfectly.
Is this the reason why Tang Ling chose the spear? Because it's long enough, so he can block me from all directions?
Based on Clyne's understanding of Tang Ling, he knew that Tang Ling was not good at using the spear, so the reason why he chose the spear was a mystery.
At first, Clyne thought that Tang Ling might be hiding the fact that he could use the spear and was preparing to unleash his advantage in the battle.
Clyne didn't really care about it. After all, no matter what kind of weapon he used, it wouldn't affect the outcome of the battle.
However, it was then that he realized he was wrong. Tang Ling was really not good at using the spear. His movements were choppy at first, and he was not proficient in any of the spear techniques such as stabbing, stabbing, whipping, twisting, circling, blocking, holding, pouncing, and pointing.
However, after half a minute, Tang Ling was able to wield the spear more skillfully.
From the start to the end, the spear only played one role, which was the blocking part of the spear technique.
However, no matter how shocking it was, how could he win? Could he win just like that?
Clyne had his own plans. He paused for a while before he attacked Tang Ling again.
He seemed to be doing it on purpose, and because he had the slight advantage, he was able to lead the battle. He led Tang Ling around every corner of the ring.
Even though his punches could not land an effective hit on Tang Ling, he was not tired of it. He stubbornly probed every corner of Tang Ling's body as if he was trying to figure out whether Tang Ling's battle consciousness had any weaknesses that he could not guard against.
The high-intensity, fast-paced battle lasted for another minute. After a minute, both of them were panting.
If the battle continued, would it be a battle of stamina?
No, neither Tang Ling nor Clyne had the intention to do so. At that moment, Tang Ling shook his spear and grabbed the dagger that was sheathed at his waist.
Since he had gotten used to the spear, could he start the new battle technique that complemented his Precise Instinct?
This time, Tang Ling chose to take the initiative to attack.
Against Clyne's fists, the spear and dagger in his hands complemented each other perfectly, one attacking and the other defending.
The sudden change caught Clyne off guard. He did not expect Tang Ling to be able to multitask at the same time.
Compared to the spear, Tang Ling's usage of the dagger was much better. Every time he wielded the Grade A alloy dagger to attack, it was like a venomous viper that caught Clyne off guard.
It was not multitasking, but it was close to it. Clyne could not do it. It was the first time he was forced into a defensive position. Even so, the black armor on his body suffered a dozen cuts from Tang Ling's dagger, but he was not hurt.
It's time! Tang Ling suddenly retreated and held the dagger in a reverse grip. The spear slipped and he grabbed the end of the spear.
What is he trying to do? Clyne was stunned, but in the blink of an eye, the tip of Tang Ling's spear stabbed towards Clyne at an unbelievable speed.
Splat! Tang Ling poked a small bloody hole in Clayon's body.
The small wound did not affect the fight, but it infuriated Clyne. He roared and raised his fists to attack Tang Ling again.
In less than five seconds, he realized a shocking fact. It was Tang Ling who was driving the rhythm of the fight.
At first, he used the spear to defend, but later, he used the dagger and spear to attack and defend. In the end, he used the spear to attack and the dagger to defend.
The changes in the fight were huge. Clyne had to spend some time to get used to the new fighting style, but in the midst of the changes, he was led by the nose and was unavoidably injured when he first got used to the new fighting style.
Nevertheless, they were all minor injuries that would not affect the fight. However, what kind of astounding comprehension was this? In a short period of time, Tang Ling had mastered the technique of stabbing with the spear to the acme of perfection.
However, it was about time to end! Clyne was also a seasoned old fox. He decided to break the stalemate and pull out the trap that he had set up since the beginning.
The moment the thought popped up in his mind, Clyne's punches changed. He gave up on attacking and defending with one punch and switched to a wide range of punches. He was willing to exchange damage with Tang Ling like a madman.
Another ten seconds later, Clyne's body was riddled with holes of various sizes and blood was gushing out.
However, Tang Ling also took three punches from Clyne. Each punch was bone-chilling and landed on Tang Ling's limbs. Although it was not a lethal blow, it did slow Tang Ling down.
On the surface, it seemed like Tang Ling had the upper hand.
However, when a cunning smile appeared on Clyne's face, the advantage vanished into thin air.
"It's time to end this!" Clyne stepped back abruptly before he jumped up high and punched the ground.
This time, his fist was enveloped in a faint layer of white light. Upon a closer look, the layer of white light was actually formed by countless ice crystals.
His fist landed heavily on the ground of the arena. Then, a thick layer of white ice suddenly appeared on the ground and quickly enveloped the arena.
Tang Ling instinctively wanted to jump up and he succeeded, but when he landed, he broke the thick layer of ice on the ring and his body slipped a little.
It was at that moment that Clyne dashed over and landed a heavy punch on Tang Ling's chest.
Tang Ling dodged the punch with a sidestep, but because of the thick layer of ice beneath his feet, his movement was not as perfect as before.
Therefore, he couldn't dodge Clyne's punch completely. Clyne's fist grazed his right arm.
"Freeze!" Clyne uttered the word. The ice on his fist grazed Tang Ling's body, but only a little bit of it landed on Tang Ling's body.
An unbelievable scene happened. Starting from Tang Ling's limbs, layers upon layers of ice started to form on his body until his entire body was covered in a layer of ice.
"It's over!" Clyne showed a slight sense of worry on his face, but there was no sound from outside the ring about Su Siao.
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