Victory, a Nice Little Profit!

Everyone on the field looked startled.

They had all seen through Shen Xing and his teammates' tactic: concentrate their attacks to take out the opposing ranged fighter first, then defeat the other two one by one.

"Stop them!"

One of the men shouted and immediately sent his spearman charging forward.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

A series of piercing sounds rang out as the arrows struck flesh. In the end, he blocked Xu Jiayi's arrows at the cost of taking injuries himself.

However, Shen Xing's orc and Qin Lang's halfling were already about to land their attacks.

Seeing that the dark elf archer was about to be taken out, several powerful onlookers nearby frowned and raised their hands slightly, ready to intervene at any moment.

Just then, the armored shield guard slammed his shield into the ground and roared:

"Get over here, all of you!"

An invisible wave of energy swept outward.

Both Shen Xing's orc and Qin Lang's halfling lunged toward him, unable to control themselves.

Fuck, he has a taunt skill too?

The three of them were startled, but quickly recovered.

"You two hold off the others. I'll take out this shield guard."

As soon as he spoke, Shen Xing made Da Hou turn and charge straight at the armored shield guard.

Now that their tactic had failed, they would crush their opponents with sheer strength!

Clang!

The heavy iron axe came crashing down with tremendous force, leaving the armored shield guard's hand numb and his eyes wide with shock.

This orc has terrifying strength!

But there's no way he can break through my defense with strength alone.

Before he could adjust his defensive stance, however, Da Hou came at him with an even fiercer assault.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

His two axes blurred as he swung them, producing a rapid succession of metallic clashes.

With agility as high as 60, plus the strength and attack speed bonuses from Dual Axe Mastery, Da Hou had become a dual-axe berserker.

No matter how the shield guard defended himself, he was still suppressed, unable to fight back as he retreated step by step!

Even more frighteningly, Da Hou was extremely agile, shifting positions as he attacked and circling his opponent like a spinning top.

In the blink of an eye, the shield guard was covered in wounds, and even his shield had developed crack after crack.

It was a purely brutal fighting style, using brute force to break down the opponent's defense.

The spectators outside the field were dumbfounded. It was their first time seeing someone take on a shield guard head-on.

The spearman in the distance tried to rush over and help, but Qin Lang's halfling kept him occupied.

Meanwhile, Xu Jiayi controlled her archer to launch a constant barrage at the opposing dark elf archer. The two maneuvered around the field, constantly repositioning as they traded shots one-on-one.

Just then, the shield guard staggered under Da Hou's relentless attacks and lost his balance.

"Roar!!!"

Shen Xing immediately made Da Hou raise both axes. His thick arms swelled another size, his muscles becoming like blocks of iron.

With enough force to split metal and shatter stone, they came crashing down!

Heavy Strike.

With a muffled clang, the shield guard's crude iron shield was knocked right out of his hand.

The axes continued downward, striking fiercely at the enemy.

If this blow landed, the battle would effectively be over.

And just then.

A young man on the opposing side suddenly raised his right hand, pressed two fingers together, and smiled in triumph.

The next moment, a nearly transparent little sword shot from his fingertips!

But the little sword wasn't aimed at Da Hou. It was heading for Shen Xing behind him.

That wasn't all. As the light and shadows behind Shen Xing twisted, a figure in black leather clothing quietly appeared, their presence so faint it was almost imperceptible.

A dagger flashed coldly as it headed straight for Shen Xing in his wheelchair!

Clearly, they had the same idea as Shen Xing and his teammates.

Concentrate their attacks to take out one opponent, then deal with the rest.

The difference was that Shen Xing and his teammates had targeted the opposing troops, while the other side had targeted the lord controlling them.

The onlookers were startled. None of them had expected the other side to be so devious.

They had even kept a rogue hidden on the battlefield, waiting until now to strike.

An ordinary lord would have had no chance to resist such a sudden attack.

Even Zhou Zheng and the middle-aged man beside him frowned and stared intently at the field.

If this attack hit, Shen Xing would definitely be seriously injured, leaving him unable to fight and costing him the entire match.

But they didn't intervene immediately, because it was still within the rules.

Once on the field, anyone could attack any enemy, including the opposing lord.

"Trying to sneak my brother?"

In the blink of an eye, Qin Lang suddenly swung his fist at the incoming sword!

His fist gradually took on a metallic sheen and swelled several times its original size, becoming like a giant iron fist.

Iron Fist: Steel!

Clang!

A metallic clash rang out.

Qin Lang staggered back several steps, but knocked the little sword away.

And behind them.

The assassin was already closing in on Shen Xing, both daggers flashing coldly.

Faced with this lethal attack, Shen Xing's expression didn't change. Instead, he quickly raised his right hand.

A giant hand of mental energy appeared out of nowhere, then slammed down!

Hand of the Void!

Bang!

The assassin was struck on the head and briefly stunned by the blow.

Xu Jiayi, standing nearby, seized the opportunity. She raised her right foot, still wearing a rabbit slipper, and twisted at the waist-

With a meaty thud, she sent the attacker flying several meters with a vicious kick.

Roundhouse Kick!

The three of them had fought together in several competitive games years ago, spending thousands of hours side by side.

Though they were now in the real world, they still showed amazing coordination.

Seeing their attack fail, their opponents looked frustrated.

But they didn't lose heart. Instead, they quickly adjusted their formation and prepared to launch a second assault.

After all, they had summoned four troops. Including the lords, they had a full seven people.

Seven against six. We have the advantage!

Just then, they heard the rush of wind overhead and felt waves of scorching heat.

They instinctively looked up and saw an astonishing sight.

At some point, a fireball more than half a meter across had appeared, blazing with raging hellfire.

Its scorching heat even distorted the air around it, while waves of destructive energy swept over them like a tide.

The next second, the fireball crashed down, trailing a dark green tail of flame.

"We surrender!"

The opposing team's captain practically roared the words.

But the Hellfire Fireball had already fallen. How could it be stopped so easily?

With Shen Xing's current mental power, he couldn't control a skill of that level so freely.

Just then, the middle-aged man beside Zhou Zheng moved.

Inhale-

He took a deep breath, as though all the air on the entire floor had been sucked out in an instant.

The raging Hellfire Fireball halted in midair, then an invisible force yanked it over and he swallowed it whole.

The entire venue fell silent.

Only when a staff member outside the field announced that the match was over and Shen Xing's team had won did everyone come to their senses.

The venue immediately erupted into excited discussion.

"Hiss... They actually won, and they completely dominated!"

"What's the background of that young man in the wheelchair? How did he get such a powerful skill so early on?"

"And his two-star orc is ridiculously overpowered. His attack speed is incredible, and his strength is terrifying too. Even a two-star shield guard couldn't hold him off."

"The other two teammates are pretty strong too. They reacted quickly and kept their cool under pressure."

"There are some monsters among this year's newcomers!"

Chapter 36: Victory, a Nice Little Profit!

Standing below the stage, Zhou Zheng looked at Shen Xing, then at the murderous dual-axe orc in the distance. A meaningful smile curved his lips.

This kid has been hiding his abilities well.

And the other two look like they've been holding something back too.

Just then, Shen Xing suddenly felt a violent wave of dizziness, and his body swayed.

"Shen Xing, what's wrong!?" Qin Lang noticed something was wrong and hurriedly steadied him by the shoulders.

Xu Jiayi was startled too, and quickly came over to check on him.