The thrilling battle ended quickly, and unsurprisingly, Dabao was easily eliminated from the arena.
This was a common outcome for the two competitors, but for the audience, the intensity of this battle undoubtedly exceeded their expectations.
While the other matches were still focused on ground combat, the fight between these two was already showing signs of moving into the air. Moreover, the wide-ranging and powerful attack moves generated a sharp and destructive effect that greatly stimulated their visual senses.
This was a battle between cultivators, and even just a few rounds were enough to leave an unforgettable impression.
The battle ended, and the two left the arena, but the audience's gaze lingered on the remaining traces of destruction on the ground.
"Holy crap, this is what cultivators are like?"
"The commentator mentioned they were in the Early Qi Refining Stage, right? As I understand it, this should be the very beginning of their cultivation..."
"Damn it, whatever, I'm quitting right now to focus on cultivating immortality. Bye, you stupid boss!"
"Upstairs, your boss might have already started. He's making money while cultivating immortality."
"That hurts. Then I'm definitely quitting my job and going back to work to support his 'immortal cultivation' (a euphemism for pursuing immortality). I'm numb to it."
The cameras on site gave a close-up of the wrecked arena, showing the cracked ring and the craters left by people walking on it. Everything looked so real that it made the audience feel unreal; what happened that day was just too dreamlike.
Although the battle between the two seemed intense, the outcome was decided in just a short time, as their movements were much faster than those of ordinary people. When their battle ended, most of the battles on other arenas were still ongoing.
Nevertheless, they seemed somewhat distracted during their battle.
There was no way around it; the commotion these two were making was far too loud. Even a deaf person would be alerted, let alone the other contestants who were not far away.
Even though they had already stepped onto the ring at the same time, such a commotion was bound to attract their attention, and once they looked, they couldn't look away.
Is this really a battle between humans?
Seeing others soaring through the air and landing with such breathtaking impact, and then looking at my own ridiculously heavy armor and toy-like weapons, only able to hesitate on the ground, I can only feel that my combat power is truly laughable.
This caused them to become somewhat distracted during the match, and their hand movements became sluggish.
That's true. They came here feeling invincible, aiming for the championship. But halfway through, cultivators have appeared. What's the point of their competition then? Even if they win this match, they'll still have to rely on cultivators in the next one.
Fortunately, most of them were seasoned martial artists who had practiced for many years. Although this matter was somewhat exciting, they were not so easily shattered by their lack of resolve that they would simply turn their backs on it.
Even if you know you're going to be hitting a brick wall, you have to try to find out who's stronger. If you just back down right away, you'll never get over this hurdle in your life.
But while we can watch, the fighting can't stop. After all, we're already in the ring; we can't just disperse like that.
Recovering from the aftermath of their fight, the audience's attention shifted to the other arenas.
At this moment, the most attractive thing was naturally the arena where the other cultivators were. However, since one side was a cultivator and the other side was just an ordinary fighter, the match ended quickly. Before long, their battle came to a close. At this moment, the few people remaining on the field were fighting purely between fighters.
First, there's the Willow Knight with his unique weapon. His opponent's armor is extremely modern, and his helmet is like a modern battlefield helmet, protecting his main body while his face is completely covered by a large glass-like panel.
Looking through the mask, it's clear this person doesn't resemble Divine Land People; one look is enough to tell that this is one of the contestants from the Eagle Country.
Facing the Willow Knight, the Eagle Country Countryman was somewhat speechless. There were three of them who advanced to the main competition. They originally thought that with the powerful recovery ability and superhuman strength they gained after genetic modification, they could achieve a good result in the main competition and humiliate these Divine Land People.
But they underestimated everyone. His two companions had been defeated by other cultivators in the previous rounds, leaving him as the only one who made it to the third round.
Although he didn't encounter any cultivators, he did meet the Willow Knight, whose combat power should not be underestimated. This was mainly because his weapon was both powerful and easy to control, making close combat with him quite difficult.
Although he had some trump cards up his sleeve, he was reluctant to use them in this match. But given the current situation, he really wouldn't be able to win if he didn't use them.
At this moment, he and the Willow Knight were in a stalemate, neither of them making the first move, both staring at their opponent, trying to find a weakness in the other.
"Foreigners, huh? They want to get involved in our internal Divine Land competition? Are they just bored?"
The Willow Knight held the willow branch horizontally in his hand, maintaining a ready-to-go stance. Although his weapon had a wide attack range and good control, after watching too many movies, his impression of foreigners was that they were treacherous and cunning. He didn't know what other insidious tricks this foreigner was hiding, so he naturally dared not make the first move.
The Eagle Country was also waiting, waiting for the Willow Knight to make his move. The distance between them was just beyond the range of the Willow Knight's weapon. If he wanted to make a move, he would have to rush forward a few steps, and his weapon swing would inevitably be affected as he moved forward. This was the opportunity the Eagle Country was waiting for.
The standoff between the two lasted for a while. Seeing that his opponent was not moving, the Willow Knight could no longer contain himself and began to advance step by step, cornering the Eagle Country on the other side.
If he takes a few more steps, he will be directly within my attack range, at which point there will be no way to dodge.
Taking a half-step forward, the Willow Knight estimated the distance. The Eagle Country was indeed within his attack range. Without further hesitation, he swung his weapon and swept it directly towards his opponent.
Instead of futilely dodging Willow Knight's attack, the Eagle Country charged forward, closing in on Willow Knight at top speed before the weapon could reach him. Just as Willow Knight's weapon caught him, he pressed a button on his armor.
If he had been caught in the entanglement, he would have been close to being thrown off the ring, but at this point, things took a turn for the better.
The Eagle Country who was caught didn't struggle much; the willow branches were indeed still wrapped around him. But the Willow Knight holding the weapon began to tremble violently, as if he were having an epileptic seizure.
"I, I, I'm damn it, electricity, electricity, electricity..."
Before the Willow Knight could finish speaking, he collapsed, his armor beginning to smoke.
"Match over!"
Upon seeing one player collapse and lose consciousness, the referee immediately intervened, and the outcome of the match was decided.
That's right, this Eagle Country's trump card is that his armor has an electric discharge function, allowing him to discharge electricity like an electric eel. However, since the voltage needs to reach the level of a high-voltage line to discharge directly into the air, his small armor naturally cannot achieve that much power. Therefore, his discharge can only be effective when he is in close combat with his opponent.