Lin Xi stared at the stage and said, "Anthony won't be able to hold on for long if this goes on. He was already injured when he fought Sartre before."
"Anthony doesn't want to win either. He's just exhausting himself!" Tie Jun, who had been silent all this while, suddenly said.
"But he was injured. He definitely can't exhaust Jakur," Chen Xiaoxiao said doubtfully.
"Exhaustion isn't for oneself to win, but for one's teammates to win!" Tie Jun explained in a cold voice, "Previously, Sartre would rather lose a hand to injure Anthony. Now, Anthony wants to exhaust Jakur as much as possible even though he knows he's going to lose. They're all doing this for their teammates! In a team, if you know you can't win, you have to sacrifice everything and create any opportunity for your teammates to win! "
Everyone fell silent. It was obvious that they could even sacrifice their lives for this opportunity.
What was the purpose of winning? It was so that their country could obtain more resources and cultivate more powerhouses!
At that moment, Jakur seemed to have missed his punch due to his impatience. Anthony's Thunder Sword suddenly lit up and stabbed at Jakur's waist!
It was unknown if Jakur had deliberately exposed a flaw, but he ignored the sword at all. Instead, he swung his fist again in the direction of the Thunder Sword.
Whoosh!
The Thunder Sword cut a hole in his waist, but at the same time, the punch shot out like a cannonball and directly hit Anthony's right shoulder.
The speed at which Anthony swung his sword suddenly dropped a lot.
…
"The monks of Tintu are all painless. This willpower is really rare!"
Wu Tianbao said with emotion, "They all have the willpower of an ascetic monk and can abandon external pain. In order to preserve his strength, Jakur is willing to be injured to lure Anthony out and reveal his flaws."
However, before he finished speaking, the injured Anthony suddenly stopped hiding. Instead, the power of Thunder and Lightning was released all over his body. The lightning on the short blade rose like an angry dragon and slashed at Jakur.
Jakur's expression was solemn as he clenched his fists. Before he punched, there was already a tiger's roar.
It was the first time in the ring that there was a head-on collision using pure spiritual power.
Boom!
The Buddha's light and the lightning were extremely dazzling. When the two collided, it was like muffled thunder that resounded endlessly.
Anthony's already injured right shoulder trembled again and his entire hand was dislocated. Then, his body flew backward and spat out a mouthful of blood in the air.
"Admit defeat!" England's leader immediately announced.
Anthony landed on the ground. He couldn't even stand up and had to be helped down the stage.
Jakur was still standing in the middle of the field with his hands clasped together and his eyes slightly closed. His expression was calm, but the robe on his body was already torn in many places. There were also scorch marks from being grazed by lightning. Blood was also flowing from his waist.
Anthony's final blow was just to maximize the consumption of Jakur.
The referee did not give Jakur any time to recover and directly asked, "Jakur, do you want to continue?"
"Continue!"
Jakur lowered his head and spoke calmly.
In the third battle, both of them were heavily injured. Knowing that they no longer had the strength to fight, they withdrew.
It was foreseeable that if the battle continued, even if Jakur could not win, he would exhaust his opponent as much as possible.
This was their standpoint. Their standpoint was different, but there was a reason for them to persist. Even though they were opponents, they were worthy of respect.
Next up was a girl from the England team. Moreover, she was also the weakest member of the England team.
An early stage Xiantian warrior!
Ye Lingchen was surprised, but then he thought of England's purpose in making such an arrangement.
Anthony should be the strongest person in England's team. England's biggest hope was naturally for Anthony to eliminate two mid-level Innate Stage martial artists by himself. If the plan failed, he would definitely be able to eliminate one person and seriously injure the other.
Under such circumstances, letting the early stage Xiantian warrior take the field and replace the seriously injured person would leave a situation of three mid-stage Xiantian warriors against three mid-stage Xiantian warriors. Both sides would be even.
If they did not meet expectations, it would be meaningless for anyone to take the field in the second round because … they would definitely lose.
Since they would definitely lose, it was better to let the weakest one test the waters first. If it really did not work, they would conserve their strength and directly admit defeat for the remaining three rounds. After all, if they were seriously injured at this time, it would be extremely disadvantageous for them in the next round of the losers' group competition.
It was a very steady operation.
"England, Frank!"
As soon as Frank's voice fell, the long sword in her hand stabbed straight out, accompanied by a long flame that appeared and wrapped around Jakur.
The red flames reflected on everyone's faces, but they were blocked by Jakur's Buddha's Light.
The following battle was extremely fierce. Frank was not like a girl at all. Her desperation was even fiercer than that of the boys. Every move seemed to be without a care for her life, and she used the method of exchanging injury for injury.
Such a valiant way of fighting shocked everyone. It was as if his own body didn't belong to him. He didn't cherish it at all.
In the end, at the cost of more than 80% of her bones being broken, Jakur also lost the ability to fight again. England and Tintu were finally on the same level.
Ye Lingchen's gaze was extremely complicated as he focused on the game.
The fourth round was between Jaylor and Julian.
Julian's eyes were red. He was obviously moved by Frank in the previous round and was extremely pained. He entered the field with the belief that he would win.
Both of them had fire abilities. Perhaps to avenge Frank, his fighting method was extremely brutal. He did not have a weapon and only wore a pair of gloves. His palms were burning with flames, and when he waved them casually, the flames would rush out and rush straight into the sky.
One could clearly hear the roar of the flames.
"Phew, I told you not to put you guys in front," Ye Lingchen said while looking at Lin Xi and Chen Xiaoxiao with a long sigh of relief.
Women could be really ruthless when they were ruthless to themselves.
Zheng Dali and Jing Shan nodded in agreement at the same time. If the girls in their team were beaten up like that, they would definitely be furious and attack even more ruthlessly than Julian.
Not for others, but for men!
In this battle, the furious Julian eliminated Jaylor, but he also paid the price of a few ribs. His internal organs were also severely injured, and the blood he spat out was mixed with impurities.
In the fifth round, Julian continued against Hill and was defeated.
In the end, both England and Tintu were left with only two people.
Wu Tianbao could not help but ask curiously, "Hill just defeated Julian and was slightly injured. At this time, there are only two mid-level Innate Stage martial artists left on both sides. It'll be a fierce battle to decide who wins and who loses."
Due to the lack of information about the contestants from each country, everyone had no way of guessing. However, they knew in their hearts that the last two rounds would definitely be particularly exciting. Those who could be arranged to be the last to fight were usually existences who were at the bottom and would not be weak!
It was just the first round, but it had already brought so many surprises, doubling the pressure on many contestants. No one knew what kind of trump cards each country was hiding …
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