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Chapter 701

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When Kieran sensed the special energy, he frowned.

However, Kieran didn't hesitate at all against the chop from Mayer's hand blade.

Souuu!

A half-moon energy wave was fired out from Kieran's kick and clashed with Mayer's hand blade.

Pak!

Amidst the glass shattering noise, the -1 rank [Blade Kick] was shattered by Mayer's hand blade. After a slight pause, Mayer's hand blade landed on Kieran's right leg.

Pain!

The long-awaited pain was transmitted into Kieran's brain from the spot where he was slashed.

Kieran retracted his leg and staggered backward.

Mayer chased after Kieran relentlessly and raised his right hand again.

This time, Mayer's aura was deeper.

Beside his palm, the mirage of a longsword started to faintly appear.

Kieran's pupils shrunk.

He had seen this kind of situation before and was even familiar with it.

Back in [The Queen's Shield], when he faced the Prairie King, he used [Sword Skill, Tiger Stance] and something similar happened before.

Although until now, Kieran still didn't understand what was going on, it didn't stop him from knowing when such a situation occurred, the skill would produce a power that far exceeded its own.

So, Kieran instinctively backed off.

However, the pain from his right leg caused Kieran's body to be sluggish, all he could do was roll backward.

But …

He was still grazed by the hand blade.

Tsssss!

At the waist of his shirt, there was a neat cut, revealing the flesh at the waist that had been cut open.

The cut was neat and an inch deep.

Blood gushed out from the smooth cut.

Kieran ripped off his T-shirt and bandaged the wound.

Although it wasn't a bandage, the -1 rank [Medical Bandage] was still at Entry level, allowing Kieran to take care of the wound while he was backing off.

Of course, it was the simplest way to take care of the wound.

It was impossible to reach the state of bandage and rest.

Even when Kieran was treating the wound, his eyes didn't leave Mayer at all.

Mayer seemed to have consumed a lot of energy to deliver two consecutive chops.

He was gasping for air.

However, compared to Kieran who suffered quite a bit of injuries, Mayer was much better.

A mere second later, Mayer strode forward again.

He walked towards Kieran.

He was prepared to win this spar with Kieran.

Kieran frowned when he saw Mayer walking towards him.

In the current situation, he had fallen into an absolute disadvantage. The injuries on his right leg and waist had directly reduced his strength by more than 50%.

As for the other party?

It was just a minor injury!

Glancing over the bruise on the back of Mayer's hand, Kieran frowned even harder.

Victory seemed to belong to the other party.

Kieran was indignant.

Kieran wasn't a sore loser but because of this spar, it represented the sub-mission [Spar]. Once he failed, his sub-mission would also fail.

Ever since he entered the underground game, whether it was the main mission or sub-mission, Kieran had never failed before.

He completed every single mission without exception. Even though Kieran didn't tell anyone about it, his heart was quite proud of it.

Or should it be … Habit.

He was used to success.

He couldn't accept failure.

Even if failure appeared before his eyes, he would give it his all and try his best to redeem his failure and turn it into success!

No doubt, such a habit was a scary one.

Kieran looked at Mayer who was getting closer, his mind was calculating the distance between him and Mayer while adjusting his breathing.

The slightly messed up [Dawn Knight Body Tempering Art]'s breathing stabilized once more.

The whole process wasn't that hard.

Because it had also become Kieran's habit.

A warm current flowed from his heart and spread to his limbs and bones, warming him up again after losing a lot of blood. He should have felt cold, but now he felt warm again.

His warm body was gathering energy endlessly.

Mayer noticed the changes in Kieran at the first moment.

The fighter wasn't angry at all.

Quite the opposite, he laughed.

His rigid face revealed a smile that revealed his white teeth.

"You are a respectable opponent!

Sparring with an opponent like you and obtaining victory is the most memorable! "

Mayer said.

But he didn't stop.

When he finished, he was already in front of Kieran, his right hand chopped down like a knife.

Wuuu!

The sharp cutting noise stung Kieran's face again.

But he turned a blind eye.

It seemed like he was ignoring the attack.

Mayer didn't stop though.

Or rather, it wasn't the time for him to stop.

His hand continued chopping down.

When it was less than a finger's length away from Kieran, Kieran suddenly moved. He fell backwards, his hands replaced his legs, arched his waist and launched his left leg forward like a spring, aiming for Mayer's chin.

Fuuu!

The strong wind from Kieran's left leg even fluttered Mayer's short hair that looked like steel needles.

But Mayer didn't have the intention to dodge.

He hadn't even used his left hand since the start of the fight!

Mayer raised his left hand and pressed it towards Kieran's left leg while his right hand continued chopping down.

Ssss!

A sudden snake hiss sounded. Kieran's left leg bent a little and dodged Mayer's left hand's block, aiming for Mayer's chin again.

Mayer smiled.

He was played by such a trick yesterday, how could he not be on guard today?

Mayer's left hand that was supposed to be dodged twisted as well and like a soft whip, it appeared on Kieran's left leg again.

However, Mayer failed once more.

Because Kieran's left leg with snake hiss suddenly sped up.

It even brought up layers of leg afterimages.

Snake hiss buzzed.

Layers of leg afterimages.

It was like a venomous snake had transformed into a group of venomous snakes, enveloping Mayer within.

Though, the real lethal move was …

Ssss Ssss Ssss!

Another series of snake hiss sounded.

It was louder than any other snake hiss before, as though a myriad of snakes were hissing at the moon. Venomous snakes sprung out from the mud under Mayer's feet one after another.

Gloomy and cold snake eyes, deadly snake fangs and scarlet red tongues were all aimed at Mayer.

[Sword Skill, Myriad Viper]!

It was called a sword skill but it was actually an illusory spell, a technique that relied on Spirit to activate. It stunned Mayer uncontrollably.

While he was stunned, [Viper Kick] and [Hundred Violent Kicks] formed a chain of attacks and truly landed on Mayer's body.

Bang Bang Bang!

Amidst a series of punches, Mayer was sent flying in response to the punches and crashed into the mud further away.

Kieran also fell on the ground as though he had exhausted all his strength.

However, at the next moment, Mayer who was covered in mud and spat out a mouthful of blood and panting heavily, climbed up again.

Kieran didn't want to lose.

Did Mayer?

No way!

Mayer would never want to lose!

As the strongest fighter in Edland City, he had an arrogance that far exceeded one's imagination.

Such arrogance made him unwilling to admit defeat.

So, he stood up.

He looked at Kieran with eyes that were even more fanatical than before.

Wung!

A loud buzz sounded.

The mirage at the side of his right hand … solidified!

It was like a real saber!

Kieran who staggered up saw the blade the moment he saw it, his heart shrunk.

Was he going to lose even after giving it his all?

A despairing thought rose from Kieran's heart.

However, at the next moment, it was flung away by Kieran.

No!

He didn't need despair.

He hated despair.

Because he hadn't truly lost yet!

He still had a chance!

Mayer forcefully took a few kicks from Kieran and his injuries weren't light either, his condition was almost the same as Kieran's.

Despite the sharpness of the blade, it would still be affected!

All he had to do was dodge the blade!

I'll win!

Kieran told himself in his heart.

His heart was beating fiercely because of the clear indication.

There was no devil's power.

No Creature of Desire's roar.

No Saint Thorn's sharpness.

All there was was the first ray of dawn shining through the darkness.

At night, before dawn, the first ray of light penetrated the darkness and shone on the heart that refused to give up despite the despair.

It started to beat.

In its own way.

The first beat.

Dong!

Dong Dong!

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