Lou Guanshan blocked the bullets with his arm. The hard Earth Armor merged into his skin, making him look unshakable. Then he drew a man-sized Mo Dao with a reverse grip and slashed down at the person before him.
"I don't have time to waste on you. Surrender!"
Tengping looked at the Mo Dao that had slashed down beside him, his eyes stinging painfully.
He had intended to catch the attack and had moved to meet the descending blade, but the corroded palm print on the blade and the cracks appearing in its edge told him something.
This seemed to be a tough opponent.
But how could he back down in a fight? He still had room to counterattack!
Tengping charged forward, then caught a silver gleam hurtling toward him out of the corner of his eye. The upright blade slammed toward him like a towering wall.
He hurriedly raised his arms to protect his head, but that towering wall battered his entire body out of shape. The flesh on his face flattened; in slow motion, one could even have seen it wobble before he flew out of the ring.
After kicking up a cloud of dust, he was hauled away by the Present World rescue team.
Narrator withdrew a pitying gaze from the person who had gone flying and coughed.
"Ahem, Contestant Number Three, Lou Guanshan, wins!"
In ring ten, Wan Lan had already finished her fight.
The Contestant who had nearly been turned into a porcupine by a single Myriad Arrows Fired Together had long since fled out of sight.
Who started a fight by flying into the sky and immediately following up with Myriad Arrows Fired Together? Was she afraid her opponent wouldn't run fast enough?
"I have no intention of becoming a porcupine. The gap in