Bang!!
Butcher's heavy, towering body was sent flying by the kick. After landing, he clawed at the ground with both hands, carving two long gouges into the hard white arena.
Once he steadied himself, Butcher straightened his mountain-like body. Instead of immediately launching a fierce attack, he looked at Lin Tianyi across from him with a complicated expression.
"Why? I saw that you intended to use your sword. Why did you give up? Just now, you could clearly have cut off my head and won. I definitely couldn't have blocked it."
Lin Tianyi shrugged. "I'm not some murderous maniac. Besides, you're a pretty good opponent. I don't want to end the fight so quickly."
After a long silence, Butcher looked at Lin Tianyi with his blood-red eyes.
"You're a good person, but I'm sorry. I can't lose!"
With that, he suddenly stepped forward on the balls of his feet. His mountain-like body leaped up like a cannonball and smashed down, his arms crashing toward Lin Tianyi's head like meteors.
So he's a man with a story too... Lin Tianyi smiled and swiftly raised his sword as he retreated.
The golden arms swept past before his eyes and slammed viciously into the white arena at his feet. Two small craters appeared in the hard platform, with several thumb-sized cracks spreading around them.
Seeing Lin Tianyi retreat to evade, Butcher dug his right claw into the ground and fiercely raked it backward, propelling his heavy body forward as his shoulder slammed toward Lin Tianyi's chest.
Surprise flashed in Lin Tianyi's eyes. He raised his sword horizontally to block, but the terrifying force sent him flying. His feet scraped across the ground as he slid all the way to the edge of the arena before barely stopping.
Nervous sighs of relief and disappointed sighs came from all around.
The hearts of the spectators who had bet on Lin Tianyi nearly leaped out of their chests.
Qian Renxue abruptly stood up again. Only when she saw that Lin Tianyi had not fallen from the arena did she let out a soft sigh of relief.
Sword Douluo frowned slightly, staring at Lin Tianyi at the edge of the arena as he said in dissatisfaction, "This Yi Xian was careless. As a swordsman, he should remain vigilant at all times, with his sword ready to leave its sheath at any moment. He's far too relaxed.
"Once I take him as my disciple, this old man will definitely give him a proper lesson!"
Ning Rongrong's two slender brows rose. The more she looked at the masked Yi Xian on the arena, the more familiar he seemed, yet she simply could not remember who he was.
A massive humanoid shadow enveloped Lin Tianyi. Butcher's arms smashed down over his head with domineering force, the wind howling around them.
Lin Tianyi suddenly lunged forward, braced his free left palm against the ground, and performed a one-handed backflip, landing lightly in the center of the arena.
His eyes fixed on Butcher as he turned and charged at him again. Lin Tianyi gripped the Dragon's Roar Sword in his right hand and collided with Butcher's swinging iron arms.
Clang! Clang! Clang...!!!
Clear, ringing sounds of metal striking metal echoed without end.
With every collision, Lin Tianyi felt both arms go numb. The terrifying force made the web between his thumb and forefinger ache sharply, and the violently trembling Dragon's Roar Sword nearly flew from his grasp.
Yet Lin Tianyi still chose to meet force with force, and the smile on his face grew ever more wild and unrestrained.
He felt that his sword path was right before him!
"Absurd!!"
Inside the VIP room, Sword Douluo knitted his brows tightly and stared at Lin Tianyi, who was clashing head-on with Butcher, as he shouted angrily, "As a swordsman, one should seek out the enemy's weakness and kill with a single blow! Fighting head-on like this, using one's own weakness against the enemy's strength, is simply idiotic!!"
Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly. It seemed Sword Uncle had already regarded Yi Xian as his own disciple.
On the arena, Lin Tianyi's arms grew increasingly sore. Waves of tremendous force traveled through them, splitting the web between his thumb and forefinger and drawing crimson blood. The pain was so sharp that he could barely hold his sword.
Yet the smile on Lin Tianyi's face became even more crazed and unrestrained.
Faced with the mountain-like pressure brought by Butcher, Lin Tianyi felt intensely stifled, as though a dark cloud weighed upon his heart and left him nearly unable to breathe.
But Lin Tianyi's eyes grew brighter! More frenzied!
What is my sword path?
The sword path is what my heart desires!
What does my heart desire?
His dark eyes stared fixedly at Butcher, who swung his arms and bombarded him like a raging storm, bringing him unimaginable pressure and frustration.
In an instant, thunder seemed to explode in his mind, and his entire body trembled.
At last, he parted the fog and saw what his heart truly desired.
Lin Tianyi stared wildly at Butcher as he relentlessly bombarded him.
Destruction!
Whoever dares oppress me, whoever dares bully me, whoever dares harm me—I will destroy them all!
My sword path is destruction!!
His fierce eyes locked onto Butcher before him. Lin Tianyi, who had suppressed himself for so long, erupted like a volcano that had accumulated power for ten thousand years!
"First Form of the Dragon's Roar Sword Art—Sword Annihilation!!!"
The violently trembling Dragon's Roar Sword instantly blazed with blood-red light, like a demon god suddenly awakened. A terrifying aura enveloped the entire arena.
Butcher, who had been continuously swinging his arms at Lin Tianyi, felt every hair on his body stand on end. An incomparably terrifying sense of danger surged into his heart, nearly suffocating him to death.
He wanted to immediately pull back and retreat, but before he could make any move—
His vision was suddenly filled with blood-red light.
Sharp and blinding, Butcher abruptly shut his eyes. His steel-like Golden Scale Arms instinctively crossed before him to ward off the danger.
Splat—!!!
Butcher only felt a stabbing pain in both arms. At first, he felt little, but slowly, increasingly intense pain came from his arms. The pain was so unbearable that even someone accustomed to pain like him let out a miserable scream.
He opened his eyes and hurriedly looked down at his arms, only to discover that his indestructible Golden Scale Arms had been completely severed at the upper arms. Blinding crimson blood spurted out like fountains.
The two Golden Scale Arms lay limply on the cold, hard arena floor, spraying blood.
The white arena beneath his feet had already become a small pool of blood, giving off a pungent bloody stench. Thick crimson blood splattered all over his body.
Butcher dropped to his knees in pain, his face deathly pale. Even with his mouth clenched shut, pained howls continued to escape. His small mountain-like body trembled and convulsed without stop.
Looking at the kneeling Butcher before him, Lin Tianyi's little face was also splattered with blood. Paired with his cold eyes filled with the essence of destruction, he looked like a ghost child from hell, born only to destroy!
"Hiss~"
The gamblers were dumbfounded, their throats seeming to be tightly strangled so that they could not make a sound. They could only stare wide-eyed at Butcher, who knelt before Lin Tianyi screaming in agony and trembling all over, as well as Lin Tianyi standing there coldly.
In the VIP room, Sword Douluo stared fixedly at Lin Tianyi on the arena, his eyes trembling violently, and at the crimson Dragon's Roar Sword in his hand that radiated an aura of destruction.
In the VIP room, Qian Renxue abruptly rose again and rushed to the one-way transparent glass, looking at Lin Tianyi with excitement and shock.
Lin Tu and Qin Hui stood up almost at the same time. They stared at their precious son in shock and excitement, their eyes filled with pride, joy, and astonishment.
Lin Tianyi looked coldly and indifferently at Butcher, who knelt before him trembling violently and screaming in pain. He flicked the Dragon's Roar Sword, sending blood scattering.
His icy eyes slowly swept across the surrounding spectator stands, over the countless stunned viewers who stood frozen like stone.
His dark eyes were filled with cold intent to destroy.
A moment later, he withdrew his gaze and looked up at the equally dumbfounded host above the arena, his voice calm.
"Announce the result."
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