"My God, is this even human? Are you sure this isn't a robot in disguise?"
"Ouch~ It hurts just looking at it, is there a diamond in your forehead? So resilient!"
"I've never seen anything like this before! Catching a skill with your head? This Battle of Transcendence was definitely worth watching. Now I'm a worldly person!"
A collective gasp rippled through the audience as they discussed Lancelot's reckless act.
Inside the octagonal cage, even the brutal and ferocious bio-engineered beasts were stunned, their movements momentarily slowed.
Lancelot seized the opportunity, changing his fist into a palm, his knuckles bending like tiger claws, and gripping the protruding bones on the surface of the centaur bio-beast's skin. His biceps bulged, and he forcefully flipped upwards, sitting on the centaur bio-beast's back covered with small spikes.
"That really hurts my butt!"
Muttering to himself, Lancelot pounded his fists rapidly, unleashing bursts of Berserk force like a landslide or tsunami, striking the bio-beast's spine.
"Roar!"
The bio-beast roared and leaped wildly, trying to shake Lancelot off. At the same time, flames rose from its skin, burning wrinkles into Lancelot's heat-resistant combat suit and emitting a foul, burnt smell.
However, Lancelot completely ignored these counterattacks.
He squeezed his legs together, letting his mount bounce around without flinching, while his fists pounded incessantly.
Finally, after nearly a minute of stalemate, the centaur bio-beast collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Lancelot remained mounted on the bio-beast's back, refusing to dismount.
His clothes were almost completely ruined; if he got down, he'd be completely naked, wouldn't he be instantly killed?
He quickly waved to the staff.
The staff member walked over with a puzzled look, and after a moment, left, suppressing a laugh.
The audience was puzzled; what was going on?
Injured? Unable to move?
Since Lancelot was still in the activated state of his Ability Energy, and given the black embers left from the burning combat suit and the mangled bio-beast beneath him, the audience did not notice anything amiss.
Until the staff carried the new combat suits into the octagon.
There was a few seconds of silence in the audience, followed by bursts of laughter that lasted for a long time.
"Damn it, my lifelong reputation is ruined!" Lancelot blushed as he changed his clothes, secretly resolving that he must get a better combat suit in the future.
Um... most importantly, it needs to withstand high temperatures!!
"Alright, everyone, stop laughing. This tells us that when you encounter a cold man, don't try to melt his heart. It might be easier to target his clothes!" Host Mengqi analyzed seriously. Her serious tone and expression caused the audience, who had been gradually calming down, to burst into laughter again.
At the betting station, when the staff announced again that Lancelot had won, Bobby jumped three meters high, as happy as a 300-pound fat man.
Burke counted on his fingers how much he had earned this time, and after confirming the amount, he grinned foolishly.
"How is that possible? He can even defeat a low-to-mid-tier Tier Three bio-beast? That's a whole life tier higher than that!"
My money...
The atmosphere was somber, especially in Leite City, where everyone was filled with regret and wanted to slap themselves. What a great opportunity! How could they have missed it?
Three times! That's a full three times the odds!!
Cole pretended to be disappointed, but inside he was overjoyed. Making a small profit of 600,000 was a piece of cake!
"The third match is coming up soon, should we still bet on Lancelot?" Rui leaned closer and whispered.
Cole thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Lancelot's chances of winning this time are slim, but I'm not going to bet on him. I don't feel comfortable profiting from my brother's defeat."
Rui nodded slightly and smiled, "That's true. I've earned 450,000 this time, that's enough, I won't bet anymore!"
"Burke, what do you say?" Cole asked, turning his head.
"Is that even a question? Of course, we'll continue betting on my Brother Lan to win!"
Aren't you afraid of losing?
"What's there to be afraid of? This time I bet the maximum amount and made a full 4.5 million. I'll put 1 million on the third game. If Brother Lan wins, I'll collect the money. Brother Lan loses, I'll be sad with him!" Burke chuckled.
"You bastard!" Cole and Rui exchanged a glance. "Of course, we two brothers should be involved in something like this!"
So the three Burke pooled together $1.6 million and bet on Lancelot to win again, splitting their bets because there was a limit to the number of bets per stake.
Lancelot's odds of winning the third Battle of Transcendence are 1:7, while his odds of losing are 1:1.1—a world of difference!
This time, even Bobby from Heisen City stopped betting on Lancelot's victory and followed the crowd, betting on a loss.
Lancelot, on his side, entrusted Instructor Jace to place a maximum bet of 1.5 million Crimson Notes on himself to win.
Seeing this, Jace also tentatively bet 500,000 Crimson Notes. He was a little apprehensive and not very confident that Lancelot could win, but 500,000 was not a lot for Jace and was within his acceptable risk range.
Soon, five minutes passed, and the third Battle of Transcendence slowly began amidst everyone's anticipation.
As the countdown progressed, Lancelot warily eyed the bio-beast that appeared before him.
In its beast form, it is about 3.8 meters long and 1.5 meters tall. Its body is streamlined, and its tail is long and covered with sharp blades. The tips of the tails are like daggers, and it even has a blood drain groove. Being hit by this thing would definitely not be pleasant.
The bio-beast's four paws are shaped like those of a feline creature, with sharp claws retracted into its paw pads. A rhomboid blue crystal is embedded in its head, giving it an extremely agile appearance, like an elegant cheetah.
"Not easy to deal with!" Lancelot thought to himself.
Judging from its appearance, this bio-beast is likely a highly agile type, definitely not weak in close combat. The energy circuits faintly visible on its skin are not just for show, and Lancelot sensed psychic fluctuations from the blue crystal on its forehead.
If judged by the standards of Ability Energy, this guy has a composite Ability Energy: Physical Enhancement, Energy Manipulation, and mental power. He's incredibly strong.
"It seems I have to go all out this time!" Lancelot clenched his fist, his eyes sharp as knives, already prepared to be seriously injured.
It wasn't that he was seriously injured from being beaten, but rather that he was seriously injured after using his Ability Energy to its limit.
"Speaking of which, I haven't really used your full power since I got the Body of Steel. This time, let me see your true power!" Lancelot stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry lips.