Wang Tong was able to compress the Force of Nature with the Spear of Einherjar and his Primordial Spirit. Normally, only an Einherjar could do such a thing, but Wang Tong had done it!
Wang Tong leaped into the air with a giant dragon in his hand, and Patroclus followed suit. The GN Force that could distort the Force of Nature made the Deva Spear look like a bolt of lightning.
Boom …
Poof …
The GN Force exploded, and the violent energy shockwave instantly shattered the defense of both combatants.
Everything returned to normal …
The energy shields were completely destroyed, and the audience was swept away by the shockwave.
The arena … was gone.
The two of them stood there like two armies facing off against each other. The only difference was that Patroclus's Einherjar Realm played an absolute role in this battle. In such a clash of energy levels, one's realm was more important than anything else. In terms of pure GN Force, Patroclus was the stronger one.
That was why Patroclus was still holding onto his Deva Spear. However, Wang Tong's defense had been completely shattered. After all, he hadn't reached the level of an Einherjar yet, and he was only able to stand straight with the help of the Einherjar.
The audience didn't even dare to breathe. They didn't know what was going on, so they held their breaths and waited to see what would happen next.
Finally, Patroclus moved. He was still able to move, and that was why no level six fighter could withstand the power of an Einherjar.
It was because of the difference in their levels, and the understanding of power.
Patroclus was able to channel the force of the attack into the Force of Nature, and Wang Tong was able to absorb some of it with the help of his Primordial Spirit. However, he was unable to unleash the full power of the attack.
At this moment, every step was extremely difficult.
Wang Tong's body swayed a little as Patroclus moved, and he couldn't even hold the spear properly.
Meanwhile, Patroclus seemed to have recovered from the impact of the attack. This was the power of an Einherjar.
The Ivantians were going crazy, and they were witnessing a miracle. The legend of the Blade Warrior started from the Dower family, and it would also end with the Dower family.
Every step Patroclus took was a step toward a new legend.
At this moment, Wang Tong's fate was sealed.
The Deva Spear was unleashed.
Boom …
Wang Tong's body was blasted away, but he didn't even have the time to dodge or defend himself. He spat out a mouthful of blood as he was completely defenseless.
Patroclus was having a hard time moving, and it was obvious that he was badly injured as well. However, he was suppressing his injuries with the help of his Einherjar level. This battle was very important to Wang Tong, but it was also very important to Patroclus.
Abandon everything to fight.
However, Wang Tong didn't fall. Instead, he staggered and stood up straight.
He was losing control of his body bit by bit. This time, he was really powerless. At this point in the battle, his spiritual power and physical strength had been exhausted.
Patroclus looked like a grim Shura. He slowly raised his silver spear and pointed it at Wang Tong.
This was the final signal!
Either Wang Tong surrendered, or he would die!
Patroclus hoped that it was the latter. He didn't want the only opponent he acknowledged to admit defeat. That would be a tragedy. He would rather end everything with his own hands.
Everyone saw this situation, and the conflict in the hearts of the Earthlings could no longer be described with words. Surrender? The glory of the Blade Warrior and the pride of the Earthlings would vanish into thin air and become another legend of the Ivantians. Just as the Ivantians had always said, they were the future of mankind.
Hold on?
Wang Tong had lost his ability to fight. If he took another spear strike, it would be impossible for him to survive.
Everyone was waiting for Wang Tong's decision. Would he live or would he die?
No one knew what to do, and no one could make a decision in this situation.
Ma Xiaoru was so anxious that she didn't know what to say. Meanwhile, Zhou Sisi clenched her fists tightly as her mind went blank. She hoped that Wang Tong was still alive, but she knew Wang Tong too well. Even if he was going to die, he would never give in.
The Einherjar was the absolute suppression.
Miracles were gone.
Wang Tong smiled as he stared at the Celestial Spear that was burning with GN Force.
Patroclus understood. This was the shot that Patroclus was most proud of in his entire life. There were no restraints, no deliberate pursuit, and it was a shot that came from the soul.
He had used this shot to end the history and usher in his own era!
He had done what Rilangalos had failed to do!
The Celestial Spear burst into the last ray of light. This was the essence of Patroclus's attack. The Celestial Spear turned into a ray of silver light.
It was a shot that showed Patroclus's respect.
At that moment, everyone's eyes were on Wang Tong. Wang Tong had lost his ability to fight back. Was this the end of the legend?
In the end, Wang Tong was still one step behind.
Many pairs of eyes were fixed on Wang Tong. Too much time had passed, and the fanatical faith in the Blade Warrior was gone. Wang Tong was still Wang Tong.
He was just an ordinary human.
What was left was … despair.
Wang Tong leaned forward when the world was about to give up. Give up? No, Wang Tong's smile didn't mean he was going to give up!
The Einherjar turned into a ray of golden light and flew toward Patroclus …
Boom …
His blood dyed the silver battle suit red …
The Celestial Spear fell to the ground without a trace of smoke. Patroclus stared blankly at the Einherjar in his chest as his vision blurred …
Plop …
The invincible super genius, the youngest Einherjar in history, the symbol of invincibility, the Son of God, Patroclus fell to the ground …
This moment had also destroyed the hope of the Ivantians.
How was this possible?
Wang Tong couldn't hold on any longer, he had no strength to fight back!
Wang Tong's body was wobbling, and he was about to fall. However, he heard the faint sound of something falling to the ground, and he stood still.
In the arena that had disappeared, in this battlefield that had transcended time, he stood still.
He had lost his will, but he was still standing, and he would not fall!
Roar …
The earthlings were in a frenzy. This was the victory of the earthlings. Not even the Einherjar could break the legend!
Rockefeller's face was gloomy, and he sat on the chair as if all his energy had been sucked out of him. This was definitely a disaster for the Ivantians. The same thing happened again in the same place, but this time, it was even more miserable.
Even the strength of an Einherjar couldn't defeat a level six warrior.
Why was that?
Every Ivantian was asking, Why?
He had reached the last step, and he was so close …
Andreas's eyes dimmed. The dream of the Dower Family had been so close, but it was so close that it had collapsed.
Life …
Back in the arena, the earthlings released their souls to celebrate. The earthlings, the origin of mankind, would always be the strongest!
Karl and the rest of the Ivantians were going crazy. Only a level six warrior could defeat an Einherjar like Wang Tong!
"Boss, boss, you're the best, best, best, best …" Karl took off his clothes and roared at the sky.
The members of the S society hugged each other. Their leader had created a miracle, and it was a great victory for the S society.
Ma Xiaoru and Zhou Sisi hugged each other as well. The whole process was very stressful for the two girls.
The joy of the earthlings was a stark contrast to the despair of the Ivantians. This was a battlefield, and there could only be one winner.
The Ivantians had been suppressed for three hundred years, and they were so close to surpassing everything and becoming the strongest symbol of mankind. However, Patroclus had failed at the beginning.
Patroclus was the one who had fallen, and the Ivantians' confidence had crumbled.
The Blade Warrior was like a mountain on top of their heads, and the proud Ivantians could not even lift their heads.
Li Shiming gazed at Wang Tong quietly, wondering why Wang Tong had chosen him.
Under Wang Tong's gaze, Wang Tong's unyielding confidence was so full of strength.
Perhaps Li Feng had been the same back then.
The Ivantians sat in silence, watching the earthlings cheering. It was a great battle, but the Ivantians couldn't enjoy it, because they had lost.
The Martians were just bystanders. Lie Jian and Michaux had both been eliminated. Was that something to be happy about?
Perhaps they were the only ones who could look at this match from a fair point of view. This was undoubtedly the strongest battle at that time.
"Spear Mastery!" Michaux said as he narrowed his eyes.
"What the hell is that?" Lie Jian was a little jealous of Wang Tong. Wang Tong looked like he owned the world, and Patroclus was there to serve as his foil. Lie Jian wished he was the one standing in front of Wang Tong.
That was the true Heaven and Earth, where only he reigned supreme. Many people had struggled their entire lives for this moment, but only one person could reach it in the end.
Michaux Odin didn't explain. He only knew that Wang Tong was born when his GN Force and stamina were depleted, but he didn't know the details because he hadn't formed his Yuan Soul yet.
Wang Tong had been longing for the battle since the beginning, and the only thought in his mind was to fight.
He was a real warrior, a fighter!
Patroclus was almost perfect, but he could not be called a fighter.
Michaux applauded softly, expressing his admiration for Ye Futian. To be able to watch such a duel, life was not a waste.
This was a battle of destiny. Regardless of the outcome of the battle, every Earthling, Ivantian, and … Martian had to respect the two warriors!
It was the most powerful battle in the history of the METAL Tournament.
In the end, Wang Tong had created his own legend and walked on the path of a king.
He was not a dark horse, he was the strongest Wang Tong!
However, the real battle between Wang Tong and Patroclus had only just begun!
(To the Dutch team. I knew the Dutch team was going to lose during the World Cup. This is destiny. Life is full of ups and downs, but there is still hope!
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