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Chapter 1503

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[Note that can be said or not said. The content of this chapter and the following chapters are linked to the plot of this book, "The First Arrival of the Thunderbolt (Chapters 101-103)". If there is any deja vu content, it is not a coincidence.]

The commotion caused by Uncle Useless died down after four to five days.

His' transformation 'at that crucial moment not only allowed him to win the match point between [Loser Alliance] and [Frost Emperor], but he also scared away his opponent in the eleventh round.

Although using the phrase 'defeating the enemy without fighting' to describe it was a bit of an insult to the ancient saying, but overall … it was true.

On the morning of the 12th of April, the Dream Company announced that Band of Brothers had forfeited on the official website. After seeing the announcement, the majority of the players expressed that … they completely understood and respected their decision.

Of course, even if a team forfeited at the last minute, the result of the matchmaking would not change.

According to the name list, in the eleventh round, the team that was given the bye was Order again. Even if a team suddenly forfeited, the Dream Company would not do something as unprofessional as letting the team that was given the bye fill in the spots because of a change in the number of teams.

Therefore, the fact that Order was given the bye did not change. Trash Alliance, who was supposed to fight against Band of Brothers, also announced that they had advanced.

The number of teams that would participate in this round would be twenty-four, meaning that there would be twelve matches.

At this stage of the S3, there was no such thing as a 'focal match' because the remaining teams … even if they were not professional players, they were still strong.

It could be said that every match was very interesting.

However, if one had to pick the match with the most attention, it would definitely be Underworld Frontline VS World of Martial Arts.



At midnight on the 13th, the match time was up.

[Loading completed.]

[Tournament for the Best S3, Round Eleven.]

[Venue: Ten Thousand Miles of Sand.]

Along with the notification, the players of the two teams were teleported to their respective spectator spaces.

Ten Thousand Miles of Sand was a legendary place located in the World of Lightning.

The sand here had buried human bones and dyed the blood of gods. It had been baptized by the Eight Dragon God Fire and witnessed the death of a Sword Saint. Many people had died here, and many things had come to an end here.

As the battlefield of a huge battle, it was the most suitable place.

[The match will begin in 30 seconds.]

When the voice rang out, there was a flash of white light, and Feng Bujue and Blade Runner … entered the battlefield.

"Heh …" The moment their eyes met, the two of them simultaneously curled up the corners of their mouths, revealing a meaningful smile.

The countdown quickly passed. Neither of them moved, nor did they make any preparations.

Until the sound of "Fight" rang out, they were still smiling and looking at each other …

"How nostalgic." After the barrier disappeared, Feng Bujue spoke first.

"Yeah …" Childe Jian continued. "Now that I think about it … it feels like so many years ago."

At this moment, the two of them were referring to the scene when they first met …

That day, Feng Bujue was in the first row of the "Killing Game", and his first opponent was Blade Runner.

At that time, the two of them were only level 15, and there were no bystanders at all.

Now, both of them were top players at Level 60 that everyone knew about. The stage they were on was also the peak of the battlefield that everyone was paying attention to.

"Perhaps … this is what they call 'destiny'." Feng Bujue said. "To be honest … I really did not expect to run into you in this' Battle of the Vanguard '."

"Heh …" When Young Master Jian heard this, he replied with a smile, "Whether it's fate or coincidence … Now that things have come to this, I feel that it's a good thing …" As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand and drew his sword, "… I presume you still remember that day, the victor between us wasn't decided."

That was the truth. That day, under the Wall of Hanging, their battle was interrupted by Swallow Guiren halfway. In the end, both of them were forced out of the scenario at the same time, and neither of them received the reward.

"Alright … I remember, I remember." Feng Bujue dragged out his voice and replied weakly, "Since that is the arrangement of 'destiny', then this time … I shall accompany you to the end."

At this point, the two of them stopped talking. Their expressions, along with the atmosphere around them … slowly turned serious.

The murderous atmosphere was gathering, and a storm was coming.

The sky that was originally scorching hot was suddenly filled with wind and clouds. It was as if heaven and earth were preparing for this upcoming battle.

The spectators who were watching the match, including the commentators on the livestream channel, were all affected by this atmosphere. They held their breath and were silent.

Finally, after a breathtaking standoff, just like their previous duel, Blade Runner … made the first move.

Childe Jian's body was covered in a thick layer of fighting spirit. He raised his sword and charged forward.

The sword was like the sea, and the air was like waves. It was as vast as the clouds, and it was as powerful as the heavens.

Seeing this, Feng Bujue did not hesitate and turned around to escape.

His body was like a dragon soaring with wings. He broke away from the battle and left behind dust.

"Hmph …" When Childe Jian saw that his Brother Jue had used the same method as last time, he could not help but laugh. Then, he used a Peking Opera accent and shouted, "Hah —"

When he shouted, Blade Runner swept his sword, and the cold light on his sword surged.

The moment he attacked, the sword light was the only movement. It was condensed and focused.

What he could only do with his Title Skill back then, he could now do with a normal physical skill. Childe Jian only needed to accelerate explosively, and the distance of more than ten steps between the two of them disappeared.

The moment he circled in front of his enemy, Blade Runner had already slashed down with his sword.

Clang!

In the next second, sparks flew, and there was a clanging sound.

Facing Childe Jian's slash, Feng Bujue used the Z Wrench to block. Even though he managed to block the attack, he knew very well that this was just the beginning.

As expected, before the energy from the first slash dissipated, Blade Runner's follow-up attack arrived.

His sword danced like a butterfly playing with flowers.

The wind of the blade chased after the shadow, and the fragrance of the blade dyed one's clothes.

When the swords clashed, it was like the sound of a killing bow.

Qi surrounded him, and Xiao Fengyun moved in reverse.

As one of the strongest swordsmen in Thriller Paradise, Blade Runner lived up to his name. He only used normal moves to attack, but it was enough to dazzle and amaze people.

As for Feng Bujue, he did not lose out either. His Soul's Eye appeared, and he skillfully turned the situation around. He used ingenious movements to avoid the attacks.

Even though his opponent's swords were like a net, Brother Jue was able to slip through them without taking any damage. Compared to when they fought years ago, Feng Bujue's improvement was obvious.

"Ha … good!" Childe Jian saw this and was not surprised. Instead, he praised his opponent.

As soon as he finished speaking, he used a skill.

The current Childe Jian would not use a skill as polite as Lunge Straight Stab like he did when he was level fifteen to deal with Brother Jue. The skill he used now was a Grade A skill called The Three Feet of Autumn Water.

Instantly, the sword energy flew through the air, piercing through the clouds. The skill was awe-inspiring and threatening.

But this skill … missed.

In the blink of an eye, the wind swept away the cold shadow, and the blood shadow broke through the void. Feng Bujue immediately activated Body Enhancement Spell (Extreme) and used his explosive speed to dodge the Grade A skill completely.

"You're not bad yourself …" After Brother Jue dodged the sword skill, he immediately took advantage of the situation and used the wrench to counterattack.

Raging Waves and Counterattack Mad Sword. Both of them exchanged blows, and it was hard to tell who was the winner.

At this moment, at first glance, the two of them seemed to be having a lively and exciting fight. But in reality, they knew very well that from the moment Childe Jian made the first move until this moment, they were basically just playing around. They were reenacting the scene of their previous duel. The difference was that the same thing … back then, they were surrounded by danger, and their lives were hanging by a thread. But now, both of them seemed to be doing it with ease.

However, this kind of "warming up" obviously could not last forever. At this moment, it was about time for them to get serious.



The clouds of evil were hazy, and the wind was rustling.

When fate was decided, thousands of miles of sand were blown away.

Who won? Who lost? Who died? Who lived?

If you want to know what happened next, please read the next chapter.

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