Everyone stood there with the same solemn expression on their faces. None of them joined in the blind discussions, choosing to quietly wait for the start of the group battle. Naturally, the entire stadium wasn't quiet. The Skylink was broadcasting some highlights of the 2 squadrons, as well as the excited chatter of the commentators. They would definitely not miss out on this opportunity to showcase themselves.
The half an hour break quickly came to an end. When the 2 squadrons appeared on the stage with their respective group battle formations, the entire stadium turned silent, appearing as though they were watching a fake CHF.
The first to appear on the stage was Vladimir, causing the entire Stuart's Dimensional Arena Stadium to turn silent.
The Ice Prince's strength had been fully displayed in the duel. His terrifying strength was definitely not an undeserved reputation. A talent like his Ice Dominion was basically a BUG class existence when used in a group battle. One could imagine that when his Ice Dominion's frosty aura wreaked havoc across the entire stadium, without mentioning the terrifying Frigid Despair, even the ordinary frosty aura was more than enough to freeze a large group of so-called elites to the point of losing all combat strength. Just by standing there, a person like him was already sufficient to cause people to feel a sense of deterrence. However, what caused people to be surprised was that Vladimir did not choose to step onto the stage. Instead, he chose to stand by the side of the stage, choosing to observe the duel.
His exceedingly pale face allowed people to see the frightening exhaustion and exhaustion he was feeling. At this moment, he was barely able to stand there. Even if he was defeated, he would not shrink back. As for what kind of medicine he could forcefully use, there was no such medicine. Even if there was one that could stimulate one's life force potential, he would not be far from death after using it. The Grozny Family clearly wasn't the same as the Gui or Zhao Families.
From the looks of it, Vladimir was barely able to stand. However, he did not need anyone to support him. This was his squadron. At this moment, he wanted to observe.
It had to be said that Vladimir's attitude had caused the entire stadium to erupt into cheers. The heroic spirit of the northern regions! This was a true aristocratic family! Being able to face the challenge and defeat head-on! Just this attitude alone had far surpassed Gui Hao and the others.
Gui Hao had once again been unjustly attacked. Recently, he had been beaten full of holes.
As a Tianjing fan, they were shocked by Vladimir's strength, while admiring him for being able to calmly face his opponent after losing. Be it strength, mentality or willpower, Vladimir was worthy of the title of prince.
Intense applause rapidly rang out across the stadium. Not only did it come from the Vasilyevich men with teary eyes, there were also countless Tianjing and Brother King fans, all of whom gave their applause to this young expert who had earned everyone's respect. This time, there were quite a few female screams and shouts of "long live the Ice Prince" present within the Tianjing fans' camp. Unexpectedly, the Brother King and Tianjing fans gave their silent approval, and did nothing to stop them.
The lineups of the 2 squadrons were completely revealed amidst the applause. As expected, Vasilyevich's lineup consisted of their main shield soldier, Pomo, their main attacker, Noriba, their assassin, Leninski, their injured De Gea, as well as their substitute soldier, Lance.
Although they were missing Vladimir, the most crucial member of their lineup, they still had Pomo and Noriba, 2 great Mo's List rankers. Furthermore, one of them was the ultimate defender, while the other was the ultimate attacker. Therefore, there weren't any obvious gaps in their lineup for the group battle. What's more, the crucial point was that almost all of their members were at full health. De Gea, the only injured member, was in fact not a big deal.
On the Tianjing side, there was Wang Zhong, Scarlet, Colby, Milami and Lily. Unlike everyone's imaginations of him being completely exhausted, Wang Zhong's complexion appeared to be in a rather good condition.
Wang Zhong had consumed a similar amount of energy as Vladimir. In fact, he had consumed even more energy than Vladimir during the fight. However, in reality, the amount of energy consumed was completely different. Both of them had consumed energy at the peak of their strength. The Ice Dominion had brought about an unimaginable burden to his body. However, for someone like Wang Zhong, who was purely relying on his Soul Power and physical strength to sustain himself, the most he would feel was physical exhaustion. In fact, Hymin didn't even need to perform any special treatment. Instead, she gave Wang Zhong a health care massage in the resting room, using her special ability to stimulate his meridians. As a result, he had already recovered 60 to 70% of his physical strength.
Naturally, on the surface, it would appear as though he had already recovered 100% of his strength! Therefore, despite bringing along a large group of substitutes, not a single person in the stadium or through the Skylink felt that Grozny's side had any advantage. With a "full HP" Wang Zhong standing there, the tyrannical pressure radiating from him could be seen on the faces of the Grozny squadron members, to the point that even their breathing had turned cautious.
Noriba was the main force and the crux of this duel. However, for some unknown reason, his hands were trembling slightly. It was unknown whether it was due to excitement or nervousness, but he was unable to breathe. He hated this feeling that he had never felt before, yet he was unable to control it.
A few of them were clearly very weak, and didn't seem to pose much of a threat. However, when placed beside Wang Zhong, they immediately formed a disgusting and difficult fortress that couldn't be easily dealt with … Colby, Lily and Milami's palms were already dripping with sweat. At this moment, they were even more nervous and excited than their opponents.
Wang Zhong had only said a single sentence in his previous arrangements, and that was for them to display their full potential. Having a rather good understanding of their captain, everyone was extremely clear about the meaning behind the words "display their full potential". Their captain was planning to shoulder all of the responsibilities on his own. Allowing them to participate in such a crucial match like the semi-finals was all for the sake of allowing everyone to experience the atmosphere of a great competition. This would be a lifelong memory, something that was worth cherishing the most. Regardless of what the future held, everyone had fought alongside each other.
There wasn't too much pressure in their hearts for victory or defeat. The only thing present was the desire for honour and belief. With Wang Zhong taking the lead, and the other 4 bringing up the rear, Tianjing's morale soared like a rainbow.
This was the threat and advantage of a trump card. Without talking about their combat strength, even before the start of the duel, the increase in morale of both sides was already more than sufficient to break the balance of this duel. Standing at the very front, despite being completely unarmed, Wang Zhong's calm and composed expression had already caused everyone to feel the domineering aura of disdain towards the heavens!
"It's impossible for Wang Zhong to fully recover his combat strength. This duel will have to depend on Noriba and Pomo's coordination. The other 3 aren't enough to deal with Wang Zhong. Therefore, there's no point in surrounding him. At this moment, he can use his free hand to deal with the other small troubles in Tianjing."
"Stop joking around. That's what the Bella Dean people thought. Without Vladimir, Vasilyevich would probably be on par with a Bella Dean with all of their members at full strength. That's the fate of being hung up and beaten up."
"… hung up and beaten up. Poor Vasilyevich. No matter what, he's still an S +, yet he's being forced to such a state by All Mouthy King …"
"Do you think we're calling him brother King for nothing? Do your best, brother King! Tianjing is invincible! "
The Brother King fans had already started to get high, all of them going crazy because of a single person. On the opposite side, the Vasilyevich fans were not willing to be outdone. The appearance of a crippled Vladimir in the arena had clearly given them sufficient pride and arrogance. Cheers and shouts of encouragement instantly rang out across the stadium, pushing the atmosphere of the entire match to its second climax.
At this moment, the members of the Tianjing squadron had already taken their positions. Clearly, Scarlet and Milami were in the same group, while Colby and Lily had more freedom in their movements. Nevertheless, they were there to serve their squadron. As the saying goes, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. Therefore, they did not have the capital to be careless.
On the other hand, Vasilyevich's side was clearly much more cautious. They definitely did not dare to spread out their formation. In the face of Wang Zhong, who possessed Dimensional combat techniques, the only thing they could do was to stick together as a group and stand closer to one another. Possessing an exceedingly powerful defence, Pomo was clearly the absolute mainstay of their squadron. Raising his heavy shield, he stood at the front, with Noriba standing beside him, while the others followed closely behind him.
An austere atmosphere was brewing within the stadium, which was already riddled with potholes, as well as in an extremely dilapidated state, caused this duel to appear even more like a fight to the death, with the feeling of not giving up until one side breaks.
"There's no path of retreat for either side in this duel. Now that Tianjing has defeated Vladimir, they've taken an incomparably large step towards creating history. Clearly, they're going to win this group battle."
"That's right. Regardless of whether it's for the dignity of their squadron or the honour and glory of the northern regions, the S + ranked Vasilyevich will absolutely not, and will absolutely not, take even half a step back." Ruo Zhi roared into the microphone, his voice already turning hoarse. During the earlier duel between Wang Zhong and Vladimir, even he, the commentator, had exhausted a large amount of his vitality, causing him to shout himself hoarse. "On one side, there's the mainstay squadron with 2 great Mo's List experts. On the other side, there's the lineup of substitutes led by their apex aces.
There are even more people who favour Tianjing, and captain Wang Zhong. It's undeniable that a heaven-defying individual's combat prowess in a competition of this level has made the impossible 1 vs 5 possible. However, captain Wang Zhong still has to deal with the problem of his physical strength. After all, his opponent has 2 great Mo's List experts. Be it Noriba or Pomo, both of them are absolutely not opponents that can be disregarded. Now that the duel has reached this stage, it's no longer a competition of strength, but a competition of spirit, willpower and desire for victory! "
"The 2 participants have already taken their places, and the referee's bell is about to ring. The atmosphere in the stadium has already been pushed to its peak. Even those seated in the extremely sealed viewing gallery can feel the fervent shouts and restlessness coming from the stadium, causing the entire stadium to tremble! This is a grand showdown, a grand competition! Let us personally witness the final moment of victory and defeat! "
As his voice rang out, the bell for the duel had already rung.
Match start!
2 clumps of war erupted from the bodies of the 2 squadrons.
"Advance in a knife-sharp formation. Pay attention to concealment. I'll defend against the ranged attacks. Let's close in first …" With Vladimir not present, Pomo was the absolute commander of the squadron. His entire strategy was rather cautious. The five of them would stick together, and rely on Pomo's defence to endure the ranged attacks of the opponents. This would allow them to force their way through. Simply speaking, everyone else was trash. No matter what, they had to kill Wang Zhong first!
As long as Vasilyevich was able to close in, the other Tianjing members wouldn't be able to last a single exchange. Furthermore, if Wang Zhong dared to launch a sneak attack, the 5 of them would have to join forces to block him. Pomo had already made preparations to deal with Wang Zhong's flaming Heaven Raising Overlord Axe.
Such an arrangement could be said to be the safest and most logical one. He had already communicated with everyone in his squadron, especially Noriba. Pomo only received a series of ferocious nods from the other party saying, "Whatever you say".
However, just as the duel had begun, before Pomo could even finish his words, an explosion rang out.
BANG!
A frightening shockwave rippled out from the side of Vasilyevich's body, causing the few great mainstays of Vasilyevich to be dumbfounded. In the next instant, a flash of light had already rushed out from Pomo's side!
It was Noriba.
Fuck your wretchedness, fuck your tactics! You're acting so cowardly without your boss around?
No one had expected that the one who had lost control would actually be Noriba. At this moment, no one knew if Noriba had been possessed by a demon or something, but a never before seen fear and madness had appeared in his heart. Coupled with the fact that he had to defend at such a crucial moment, it caused him to tremble and feel suffocated, as though he would die if he stayed for even a second longer. He wanted to end this duel as quickly as possible. Regardless of the outcome, he wanted to see it.
Outside of the stage, Vladimir's face turned even paler. Pomo was calm and collected, and his strategy was correct. However, Noriba … was too young. Everything had been smooth sailing for him, and he had never faced such a situation before. Wang Zhong's move was a massive blow to his prideful self, causing him to lose control of his emotions.
Nevertheless, Vladimir did not complain too much, as this wasn't necessarily a bad choice. This was Noriba's character. He knew that if he didn't erupt in silence, he would die in silence. Putting everything on the line was fine. However, it would depend on how much Wang Zhong had recovered!
At the instant he had rushed out, Noriba's eyes blazed with raging flames. Only through combat would he be able to forget everything. There were many times when soldiers weren't afraid of death, but waiting … waiting for their judgement, as their fate wasn't in their own hands.
The Heaven's Raising Axe, which had been accumulating all of his power, instantly became incomparably dazzling. Just the instant it was raised, it felt as though it had already surpassed the limit that Noriba had unleashed against Karkel. The entire space seemed to be affected by his axe intent, and was being pulled along by his power.
Faced against such a sudden attack, the hasty gunshots that rang out clearly weren't able to pose any threat to him. Bullets were simply unable to break through his Soul Power defences. Without any special ability, just the pure might of his axe intent had surpassed everything else.
This was the true convergence of power, and the Heaven's Raising Axe that Noriba had immersed his entire life in.
Astonishing axe intent, shattering everything!
Genuine – Overlord's Heaven's Raising Chop!
Raging flames blazed within Noriba's eyes, with only a single person and a pair of hands present in his eyes. This axe strike was the condensation of his entire life's power. This axe strike would determine life and death. If you can withstand it, you win!
Come! Let's see exactly who is the true Heaven's Raising Axe!
"Die!"
Everyone was dumbfounded by what they saw. This was an unexpected opening, with the fight entering the life and death stage in an instant!
However … in the next second, everyone present was dumbfounded.
BANG!
A clear sound rang out, as the axe intent that blotted the skies and the surging power came to a screeching halt.
In fact, Wang Zhong did not even use any of his Dimensional combat techniques. At the instant when Noriba was about to chop out, he used an extremely simple assassin's roundhouse technique to easily evade Noriba's attack. The seemingly frightening aura enveloping him was completely useless against Wang Zhong.
In the next instant, Wang Zhong sent a 2nd drive chop towards the back of Noriba's neck. Before he could even let out a miserable shriek or struggle, Noriba was sent flying by the inertia of his charge. Smashing into the ground, he slid over a dozen metres forward, causing another gully to appear on the already tattered ground.
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