Sword Tree Jungle Brawl! Why Was My Motorhome Out of Gas?!

That dark purple figure was like a ghost that did not belong to the human world.

Her stage is on the mountain of knives.

Her landing point is always the tiny gap between the two blades that intersect.

Take advantage of the situation to take off.

His figure tore through the air, leaving several afterimages that were barely visible to the naked eye.

She didn't even use much magic.

The only advantage is the "Void Shadow" set designed by Xuanming, which features the "lightness" and "short-range blinking" effects.

And that beast-like fighting instinct.

Her name is "Ling".

The leader of the "Shadow Assassin Alliance" in the Metaverse.

On ordinary days, she is engrossed in showcasing various aloof gothic fashions on the "Shadowy Neon Robes" runway, and is Xuanming's most fervent follower.

At this moment, she transformed the elegance of the runway into the lethality of the battlefield.

"It's Ling God! My God, she's actually participating in the competition too!"

"That movement technique... I didn't even blink, and she'd already floated from the foot of the mountain to halfway up!"

"I declare that agility-based builds are the answer to this version! How can muscle-bound barbarians and heavy armor units catch up to this speed?"

The sentiment in the Live Broadcast Room instantly shifted.

Ling's odds plummeted from an initial 1 to 20, quickly surpassing the Mechanist and approaching Xing Tian's.

Within the Order Divine Court.

Xuanming looked at his "number one fan" on the screen, a hint of almost imperceptible smugness showing on his face, which was usually hidden in the shadows.

He glanced at Zhurong, who was pounding his chest and stamping his feet for his own Witch Clan, and slowly spoke in his cold yet magnetic voice.

"Zhurong."

"Your students who only know brute force seem destined to only be left to eat dust."

"You know nothing!" Zhurong retorted, his eyes wide. "What's the use of running fast? My Witch Clan values stability! Sustain, understand? Sustain is king!"

He shouted those words, but looking at Xing Tian's clumsy, tree-climbing posture, which resembled a bear climbing a tree, his heart began to pound.

Beyond the mountain of knives lies Sword Tree Jungle.

An endless forest.

Forests are not made up of grass and trees.

The tree trunk, forged from the fusion of countless immortal swords, is indestructible.

The tree branches are like sharp, intersecting sword blades, dense and impenetrable.

The leaves are like flying swords, as thin as cicada wings, that fall without warning, stirring up a death storm in the forest capable of annihilating Daluo Golden Immortal.

Ling was the first to step in.

This is a private garden tailor-made for her.

Her figure disappeared silently into the dense cluster of swords.

The randomly falling flying swords, resembling leaves, couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes before being left behind by her ghostly movements.

She was like a ghost wandering in her own garden.

Elegant, composed, and deadly.

The second to arrive was the Mechanist's "Mantis".

"Switch to 'Jungle Mode'!"

The Mechanist calmly issued the instructions.

The four mechanical legs of the "Mantis" retracted instantly.

Instead, there are two giant robotic arms covered with serrated edges.

The robotic arms spun at high speed, transforming into two indestructible circular chainsaws that slashed wildly at the Sword Tree Jungle ahead!

"Snap! Snap!"

Countless sword trees were cut in half, sparks flying everywhere.

The "Mantis" carved a wide "road" through the dense, impenetrable jungle.

"Madness."

Ling glanced back at the mess, her cool voice carrying a hint of disdain.

In pursuit of short-term speed, the structure of the jungle was destroyed, and unnecessary energy was wasted.

However, the Mechanist's troubles came sooner than he had imagined.

Just as he was about to burst out of the jungle—

Inside the cockpit, a chilling red light flashed wildly, and a piercing alarm tore at the Mechanist's eardrums.

[WARNING! Energy core overload! Energy core overload! Less than 5% energy remaining!]

"What?"

The composure on the Mechanist's face shattered for the first time.

He looked down at the energy tank; the blue beam of light had already reached its limit.

In order to overtake on obstacles and forcibly clear a path through the Sword Tree Jungle, he squeezed the energy of the "Mantis" to its limit.

"Backup power! Switch to backup power!" he shouted urgently.

[Ding! Backup energy 'Number Five Nanfu Spirit Stone' has been depleted. Please replace it immediately.]

The chilling system notification sound, like a bucket of ice water from the deepest hell, drenched him completely.

He remembered.

Before setting off, in order to enjoy the purest "Buddhist Electronic Music" along the way, he removed the backup power tank.

They installed a... top-of-the-line surround sound system.

"Boom..."

With a mournful crack of exploding electricity, the bright mechanical eyes of the "Mantis" went completely dark.

It was stuck at the exit of the Sword Tree Jungle in an extremely awkward position.

It became a huge metal roadblock.

At this moment, Xing Tian and his group of muscular men finally finished climbing the mountain of knives and arrived at the entrance to the jungle.

Looking at the dense forest of swords before him, Xing Tian grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth.

He did not choose to force his way through.

He gave a command to his brothers behind him that left everyone speechless.

"Men! Take your Laozi apart!"

The strong men of the Witch Clan hesitated for a moment, but immediately carried out the order.

In no time at all, they disassembled those stylish "Hellfire Harley" into a pile of basic metal parts.

Then, Xing Tian lifted a huge stone mill wheel and, with all his might, hurled it towards the Sword Tree Jungle!

"Call--!"

The wheel hubs whistled through the air as they spun and flew into the forest.

It broke off several sword branches before finally getting stuck in the denser trunk, emitting a buzzing vibration.

"See that?" Xing Tian pointed at the wheel hub, like a gorilla king imparting knowledge.

"That's the road!"

His leg muscles bulged, and he launched himself into the air like a cannonball, landing precisely on the wheel rim!

Immediately afterwards, using the wheel hub as a springboard, he leaped up again, lunging towards another sword tree deeper inside!

The strong men of the Witch Clan behind him followed suit.

They threw each part with all their might, sending them crashing into the forest.

The parts clanged and clattered against the sword tree, getting stuck in the branches and creating one temporary foothold after another.

Then, this group of muscular brutes started playing Primordial World version of "Super Mario" in this deadly jungle!

They leaped, tumbled, and with the wildest movements, drew powerful parabolas in the air.

Although the posture was extremely awkward, people would occasionally lose their balance and crash headfirst into the blade, falling flat on their faces.

But their speed was surprisingly not slow at all!

When Xing Tian, covered in fresh scratches and brimming with even stronger Battle Intent, leaped out of the jungle, he immediately spotted the broken-down "Mantis."

And, the green-faced Mechanist in the cockpit.

The other person was holding two palm-sized spirit stones, gesturing helplessly at the complex control panel, as if trying to perform CPR on a mountain...

Xing Tian walked up to him and slammed his large, fan-like hand heavily onto the cold metal hull of the "Mantis".

"Bang!"

He grinned widely, revealing a smile that was both innocent and cruel, capable of shattering the Dao Heart those who heard him.

"Hey kid, out of gas?"