The Void-Rending Weasel went berserk.
Within the vast Duel Arena, countless afterimages lunged at the giant.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!...
Great chunks of flesh were clawed away, then sliced into countless tiny scraps in midair, turning into a savage bloody rain that poured down. The Void-Rending Weasel's black-and-white markings were stained a muddy yellow-brown by blood.
Zou Han felt no pain. He tirelessly punched at the afterimages filling the sky.
Yet from beginning to end, he failed to touch even a single hair of the Void-Rending Weasel.
At last, the enormous mass of flesh was flung into the air, leaving only an empty skeleton behind. Zou Han's body mechanically repeated its striking motions, his signs of life already so faint they were nearly imperceptible.
"Su!"
Several hundred silver streaks covered in dead aura passed through the skeleton. At some point, the Void-Rending Weasel had already appeared behind Zou Han. With its back to the spectators, its lean, razor-sharp silhouette filled everyone with terror.
Thud!
Zou Han's skeleton collapsed, shattering into scraps that eventually turned into clusters of data fragments and vanished from the Duel Arena.
"Congratulations, you have successfully defended the arena."
The Void-Rending Weasel remained impassive. As the faint black aura dissipated, its body likewise turned into data fragments and disappeared from the Duel Arena.
Time and again, Zou Han had challenged. Time and again, he had broken through. Carrying his hopes for himself and bearing the expectations of his compatriots, he had lost on the eve of victory.
The final kick at the gate was harder than climbing to the heavens.
He shut off the livestream and sat quietly where he was. The virtual barriers around him became as unreal as his own life, yet the cold number beside his ranking told him that everything was real. He had