Howls the Iron Axe was obviously an experienced man. With just a glance at Baiyi, he already had a rough idea of his opponent's strength. After all, even if Baiyi was wrapped in a thick cloak, he still looked as skinny and short as before. He was not even as tall as the long-handled axe that his opponent was carrying. Compared to the mighty Howls the Iron Axe, Baiyi looked like a little chick.
"Come on! Little guy, come and lick your daddy Howls' ass! " Howls the Iron Axe roared threateningly and at the same time, he used all kinds of vulgar words to provoke Baiyi. The axe in his hand also swung in a few beautiful arcs but his feet did not move at all. He just stood there, waiting for Baiyi to take the initiative to attack.
It was obvious that he was using such an offensive weapon but he put on a defensive posture. It was obvious that he was worried that Baiyi would be chopped to death by his axe. Taking a closer look at the unsealed blade of the axe, this guy was more like an actor than a fighter in the arena.
"Come on! You coward! My axe has been thirsting for blood for a long time! " His opponent continued to provoke him. Baiyi quickly walked towards him amidst the boos from the audience. Waving the long sword in his hand, he performed a standard upward slash. His speed was not fast but Howls the Iron Axe who had a lot of battle experience could easily see the trajectory of the sword. Confidently, he gripped the handle of his axe tightly and used it to block in front of him. He even slightly relaxed the strength of his arm. He was afraid that Baiyi's sword would fall out of his hand due to the recoil. That would be too embarrassing.
As it turned out, the worries of the dedicated actor Mr. Howls were completely unnecessary. Baiyi's grip on the sword was very firm. Not only did it not show any signs of falling out of his hand, it even let out a strange low hum due to the Chi Prowess that he had infused into it. When the sword collided with the handle of his opponent's axe that was made of fine iron, not a single spark was produced. Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the handle of the axe was quietly cut into two without any extra sound. Following the momentum of the sword, before his opponent could even react, the tip of the sword was already on his throat.
This was a new sword technique developed by the Second Walker after referring to the knowledge on Earth. By attaching the Chi Prowess to the surface of the weapon and using it to vibrate at an extremely high frequency, simulating the polymer vibration cutting technology on Earth, it allowed even the most common weapon to exert an indestructible power. At the same time, it was also extremely secretive and sinister. It did not require a high amount of Chi Prowess, but it required a very high level of control.
This sword technique that combined modern technology and ancient techniques was named the Broken Sword Technique by the Swordsman. Let's not talk about the naming style of a martial arts novel for now. Using this technique against Howls the Iron Axe who did not even know how to use Chi Prowess to shield himself was obviously too much. Forget about cutting the axe, even if Howls the Iron Axe was cut in half, the sword would not be stained by the high-speed vibration of the Chi Prowess due to the sword's Chi Prowess.
"Uh … this …" Howls the Iron Axe was feeling rather awkward. To be honest, he still had not figured out what had happened. He only felt that his hand had suddenly become lighter. Then, the axe handle that was as thick as a child's arm had been cut into two pieces. Had he lost just like that?
The audience and the talk show host were also a little confused by the strange scene. For a moment, the lively arena suddenly became silent. After everyone was stunned for a long time, the host reluctantly opened his mouth and said, "That... Something unexpected happened? I'm sorry I didn't see it clearly. Anyway, our Howls the Iron Axe suddenly had a sword pointed at his throat? He... he is probably going to admit defeat? Is his legendary 16-game winning streak about to end? "
Naturally, the audience did not burst into any cheers or applause. The abrupt end of the battle only caused a wave of whispers. The battle had not even started, so how could it end so suddenly? There was no more embarrassing scene than this, was there?
It was obvious that Howls the Iron Axe did not want to end just like that. Of course, he did not want to end his winning streak in such a way. If he lost just like that, he would probably have to bid farewell to this stage forever. For that reason, even if a sword was pointed at his throat, he still tightened his grip on the remaining half of the axe handle, trying to think of a way to fight back.
Unfortunately, every move that he made was seen by Baiyi. When he realized that his opponent was not willing to admit defeat and even wanted to fight back, Baiyi impatiently tapped on his chin with his sword. His head that was covered by the cloak tilted slightly, hinting that his opponent had already noticed his little trick. At the same time, the tip of Baiyi's sword slightly moved forward, piercing his opponent's skin.
The piercing pain from the vital part of his body finally woke Howls the Iron Axe up. He understood that the opponent in front of him was the kind of ruthless character who was ruthless and ruthless. Helplessly, he let go of the broken axe handle and raised it above his head to show his surrender.
As the axe handle fell on the bluestone floor, the host quickly adjusted his mood and his voice reverted back to its noisy and frivolous state. Facing the audience, he announced in a clear voice, "Alright, Howls the Iron Axe has admitted defeat! His winning streak has ended! The winner is Sven the Wandering Swordsman. Although I prefer to call him Sven the Dairy Cow, that's not the point. This lucky cow has defeated a strong opponent and won his first game. Should we give him a little applause and reward? "
Once again, the host tried to stir up the cold atmosphere. However, this time, he failed. Not only did the audience not cheer for him, instead, they booed and booed. In the past, the generous reward of gold coins for the winner did not appear either. The attendants who were standing below the audience seats with basins in their hands, ready to receive the gold coins, only received piles of fruit peels and saliva. That was the direct way that they used to express their dissatisfaction with the duel.
What they wanted to see was the kind of exaggerated performance where the winner was locked in a stalemate, not this inexplicable crushing of the opponent. They did not know that the real battle between the strong was actually very fast-paced. Usually, the winner would be decided in just a few rounds. There were very few battles that lasted for a long period of time. Of course, there would not be that kind of shameful behavior where one would reminisce about the past while shouting the lines of a chuunibyou. Who would have the mood to think about friendship when they were beaten to a pulp? That was something that would only appear in movies and TV shows.
Back then, when the 25 top powerhouses joined forces to besiege the Demigod Lich, Desfar, the battle only lasted for two hours, including the time that the Lich was forced to flee.
Naturally, Baiyi's opponent, the actor Mr. House, did not know about that either. Before both of them left the stage, he looked at Baiyi with a sympathetic gaze and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you know what this place is for?"
Baiyi was speechless. Silently, he returned to the resting area and said to the Second Walker in his mind, "So, this is your superb swordsmanship?" Looking at the basins of fruit peels and rubbish that were brought to him by the attendants, he said, "These should have been basins of gold coins!"
"How would I know that? The arena that I was in back then was extremely cruel and bloody! I didn't know that the arena had completely degenerated into a large theater now! "The Knight said helplessly," What else can I do in the face of such a retrogression of the times? I'm in despair too! "
No, no, no. This is actually the progress of the times, right? Abandoning violence and bloodshed is the way forward for society, isn't it? After all, this is a formal arena that mainly focuses on competition. As a public entertainment venue, killing is not allowed and it's best not to hurt anyone either. It's not a problem to change its name to the Harmony and Prosperity Arena, right? Baiyi grumbled inwardly.
Besides, compared to the exchange of bets on the stage, the real highlight of the show is the betting area outside, isn't it? Apparently, the host who was outside the arena also realized this point and quickly changed his words, "The addition of a new powerhouse is undoubtedly good news. I believe that Mr. Sven the Cow, who performed with ease, will definitely continue to challenge the next round. Perhaps, the long-awaited victory is about to be shown? The betting area has already been prepared for everyone. What are you waiting for? Come and look for the real excitement! "
After his reminder, the audience finally realized that the main entertainment here was actually betting. So, one by one, they began to pay attention to the odds table that was handed to them by the attendant beside them. Gradually, the cold atmosphere began to return to normal.
At that moment, in the private room that had the best view in the VIP area, a young and beautiful woman was sitting there. Beside her was an inconspicuous black Soul Armature. However, there were faint lines of runes on the smooth surface of the armor, adding a low-key yet luxurious charm to it.
This was the private room of the Dole family. Those who were able to sit in this room were naturally either rich or noble. The magical armor that was made of black gold was enough to prove this point.
"Undine, don't you want to play?" The Soul Armature who was lying lazily on the big soft sofa asked the beauty who was above average. One of his hands was holding the odds table casually while the other was fiddling with a gold coin, showing a look of interest.
"Go and play by yourself. I don't have the bad taste of watching low-level performances like you do. Accompanying you here is a wrong choice," the beauty said bluntly. She had a head of soft, light blue shoulder-length hair and was wearing a boldly tailored swordsman uniform. The opening that extended from the collar all the way to the abdomen generously revealed the fair skin and the faint ravine on her chest. Her face looked similar to the girls in the Celestial Fortress Academy who were in their prime. However, there was a hidden depth and calmness in her eyes and the unique charm that belonged to a mature woman. It was clear that she was different from the female students.
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