"This isnât right. Ye Suâs entrance is both a crisis and an opportunity. If we donât force out Ye Suâs ultimate move now, her threat will always remain! Keeping her around will be highly unfavorable for the final confrontation of the second phase!"
Fatty Jin added, "Isnât there someone in your team whoâs already injured and of no use in the current battle? Use their lives to provoke Ye Suâs threat; itâs also a way to fulfill their mission. Otherwise, if we lose, we face nothing but a miserable end!"
Itâs not that Zuo Caicai wants Ling Huxiang to die, but sometimes, for the sake of the teamâs victory, personal sacrifice is inevitable.
Zuo Caicaiâs gaze shifted from Ling Huxiang to Fang Yu, who was fighting on the stage.
"Diao Deyi, donât blame me, this is the road you chose for yourself, to die in her place!"
Zuo Caicai took a deep breath, knowing that by allying with Fatty Jin and the others, some matters had to be entrusted to them.
Under roughly equal strength, the Hei Familyâs experts know less about Ye Deyao, and they might not be much help in the final battle, but Fatty Jin and his comrades are clearly better positioned to deal with Ye Deyao and assist in the final kill.
After all, this challenge is essentially a duel between kings; once Ye Deyao loses, the battle will end, and the seat will be won!
As Zuo Caicai thought of this, the battle on the stage had already reached a fever pitch.
"Diao Deyi!!"
Ling Huxiang suddenly exclaimed from below the stage.
Zuo Lv was also startled, covering her mouth and widening her eyes.
For Ye Suâs sword, with an extremely tricky angle, suddenly stabbed toward Fang Yuâs right eye.
Many people below the stage were worried for Fang Yu, but they didnât know that this was a flaw intentionally exposed by Fang Yu.
"Youâve lost."
Fang Yu whispered and at the same time, Bone Powder frantically gushed out from all over his body.
Bone Armor, attach!!
Boom!!
The bone powder exploded, and the Su Sword had already stabbed the bone-shaped helmet, cracking it, trying to delve deeper, but it was too late.
With this delay, Fang Yu had already shifted sideways, dodging, while the Bone Blade penetrated Ye Suâs abdomen.
-772!
[Ye Su: 2709/4516.]
With a loud cry.
Ye Suâs mouth poured out a spout of fresh blood.
This was the first time Fang Yu dealt high damage in this battle.
Although Ye Suâs speed was incredibly fast, she had not trained in any defensive techniques. Even in ordinary sword fights, Fang Yu would hit for hundreds, even five hundred high damage.
However, her movement technique was indeed formidable, making many of Fang Yuâs moves seem stiff and unresponsive, with a lot of attacks missing.
Fortunately, no matter how fast, she still had to attack. When Fang Yu shifted his approach, trading injury for injury, Ye Su quickly couldnât withstand it, going from having a slight advantage to rapidly deteriorating.
Blood continuously spurted from her body, yet she was still looking for an opportunity.
Fang Yu simply baited this flaw.
The eyes are a vital point for a person, and losing an eye would undoubtedly cripple oneâs combat power.
This temptation, Ye Su couldnât resist.
So she fell for it, and thus, she was heavily wounded.
Although after the severe injury Ye Su still had strength and quickly distanced herself, it was obvious she was no longer a match for Fang Yu, and her once proud movement speed started lagging behind him.
In Fang Yuâs view, Ye Suâs health also quickly plummeted to around a thousand.
Just a bit more, and he would soon make the kill!
Fang Yu lunged toward Ye Su, a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes, seemingly caring less and less about othersâ life and death.
But at that moment, Ye Su suddenly stopped all her movements, parting her crimson lips, mouthing words without sound.
What is this?
Asking me to read lips?
Do you think Iâm a famous detective?
Fang Yu didnât want to care, but Ye Suâs lip movements were just too simple, too easy to understand.
âIâm sorry.â
Sorry?
Sorry for what?
Youâre about to die, and you tell me youâre sorry?
Fang Yu thought he was overthinking. Perhaps she was bidding farewell to a distant lover after all.
Leopard Claw form!
The Bone Armor subtly changed, speed surged again, he wanted to decide victory in one strike, but unexpectedly, a formidable, undeniable aura suddenly rose from Ye Su!
Qi!
It is Qi!
Such immense Qi!
Whatâs she trying to do?!
At this distance, the optimal solution was obviously to charge in and kill her first, forcefully interrupt her ultimate move.
But Fang Yu sensed something was off.
He had the upper hand; there was no need to risk such a dangerous approach in a direct clash, even though his health remained fine.
He decisively retreated, just as Ye Su raised her Su Sword, showing a plaintive smile, and fiercely slashed at her own neck!
And that sword had Fang Yuâs blood on it.
Slash!!!
The blade cut across her neck, easily tearing flesh, penetrating the neck bone, severing her head cleanly.
Her head tumbled to the ground, blood gushing violently from the severed neck!
-1389!
[Ye Su: 0/4516.]
Almost the instant Ye Suâs head hit the floor, a jolt ran through Fang Yuâs heart.
The next moment!
-1389!
[Life: 46185/48446.]
In full view of the public, witnessed by everyone...
A blood line slowly appeared on Fang Yuâs neck.
At the same time, his head smoothly rolled to the ground.
Thud.
The head settled, bouncing slightly a couple of times, landing aside.
Fang Yu was frozen.
Blood furiously spouted from his neck.
At this moment.
To fall, or not to fall.
Became a significant dilemma for Fang Yu.
The scene plunged into an odd silence at this instant.
Because no one ever expected the final result to be mutual destruction, both defeated!
No, some had already anticipated the outcome, they just kept silent.
While others were contemplating one question, whose victory does this result signify?
"No!!"
Finally recovering from a blank mind, Zuo Lv cried out.
"How could it be?!"
Hei Aoâs face now was dark as water.
Although startled by Fang Yuâs various excessive combat displays, his reaction had never been so huge.
After all, he and Fang Yu had long turned from adversaries to allies.
Hei Ao, not adept at making friends, had few mutually respected friends, but each one was priceless.
And right now, his cherished friend, was apparently dead before his very eyes!
In a flash.
Hei Ao cast an icy stare toward Zuo Caicai.
If only his strength were enough, he would demand an explanation from Zuo Caicai right there and then!
"Diao... Deyi?"
Ling Huxiang stared blankly at the headless corpse gushing blood, her brain buzzing.
âWeâll win.â
Fang Yuâs confident expression before the battle was still vivid.
Yet in the blink of an eye, that guy had already turned into a corpse.
Ling Huxiangâs eyes began to redden, but she didnât cry, her frigid gaze likewise locked onto Zuo Caicai, both hands clenched tightly.
"It was supposed to be... it should have been me who went up! The one who was supposed to die, it was supposed to be me!"
Ling Huxiang gritted her teeth, able to accept her own death, but struggling to accept, that a friend died in her place!
How do I repay this debt to you, Diao Deyi! Diao Deyi!!!
The sound of her knuckles cracking, as Dong Xingzhou suddenly stepped before her, blocking her view.
"Captain Linghu, donât be rash! Weâre no match for her..."
Dong Xingzhouâs tone softened as he spoke.
Because he saw, Ling Huxiangâs moist eyes, tears ready to fall at any moment.
But he understood, that was just emotion.
Emotions can be controlled.
If they raised hell against Zuo Caicai now, everyone would die here!
Thud.
At this time, Fang Yuâs body, collapsed.
Yet no one cared about Fang Yuâs body anymore.
They cared only about the outcome, the conclusion of this battle!
The Lv Family engaged in intense discussions, but a result was still elusive.