Professional Warrior 7's hair stood on end, and his scalp tingled!
He whipped around...
Chen Yan was standing silently behind him, as if he'd appeared like a ghost. His expression was calm and unreadable as he gazed at him.
That indifferent look was as though he were staring at a corpse that had long since gone cold.
"No... I surrender—"
Before he could finish pleading, a fist filled his entire field of vision.
BOOM!!
['Professional Warrior 7' has been eliminated]
A skilled warrior chose the best way to win based on the situation.
For Chen Yan, in an elimination match with a shrinking safe zone where efficiency mattered, the best way was to dispatch his opponents as quickly as possible.
So he chose the simplest, most brutal approach.
He didn't defend himself at all.
He used his freakishly powerful body to withstand every attack, then seized the opening his opponent left in his shock and finished him with a single punch of [Selflessness].
Simple, efficient, and hassle-free.
Chen Yan glanced at the system notification, confirming there were no signs of a third opponent nearby.
He rolled his neck, and a string of crisp pops came from his joints.
The two men's attacks hadn't even scratched his skin, but the force of their blows had still made his blood surge.
At least it had helped ease the persistent feeling of fullness inside him a little.
He felt a bit better.
Chen Yan didn't linger. After checking his direction, he continued toward the safe zone at the center of the map.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the map.
A player whose ID was "Professional Warrior 1" was making his way toward the center of the safe zone at full speed.
He moved nimbly through the grass, clearly a warrior