Chapter 142 The Next Sword Will Cut Off Your Left Hand

On the day of the college competition finals.

All the people in Sun City seemed to have crowded into the stadium.

This annual event finally came to the final battle.

Amidst the cheers of the tsunami.

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The two contestants slowly stepped onto the stage.

Jiaming still looked like he hadn't woken up yet, with a dreadlock hanging weakly behind his head.

It seemed that the much-anticipated finals were just a formality for him, and he really couldn't arouse any interest.

On the other side, Guan Shan also unusually did not promote the [Dignity Package], but quietly waited for the referee to announce the start of the game.

The referee's last countdown ended.

The figures of the two instantly turned into a residual shadow, intersecting and colliding in the center of the venue, looming.

The two sides were deadly at the moment of the fight, without any trial or reservation, and they fought in close combat.

Guan Shan relied on the fourth-level energy shield and did not need to defend at all, and every move was aimed at the opponent's vital points.

Although Jia Ming looked embarrassed and was frantically resisting, he did not suffer any substantial damage.

Seeing that he was not at an advantage in speed, Guan Shan stabbed out more than a dozen sword energies with his right hand, temporarily blocking Jia Ming's range of movement.

His left hand formed a claw at his waist, and he concentrated and released the supernatural power in his body.

On the field where the two fought, a cold current suddenly turned, and a circle of ice wall rose from the ground out of thin air, trapping the two firmly in the center.

As the ice wall got closer and closer, Jia Ming soon had no way to avoid it.

But Jia Ming was not panicked at all, but was faintly looking forward to it.

At the moment when the ice wall completely sealed the two of them, Jiaming accelerated suddenly, dodged the stabbing Ten Thousand Gods Sword, exerted force on his waist, clenched his right hand, and rushed straight to Guanshan's face.

The strange red light flashed between his five fingers, and with the help of the ice wall, Jiaming used a killer move.

Judging from the previous battle, Guanshan would definitely choose to use the shield to withstand this attack. After all, Jiaming's body is now open, as long as he can withstand it, the outcome will be decided in an instant.

But he strangely retracted his sword, blocked it in front of him, and stepped back, even at the cost of destroying the ice wall that was finally formed, and he was unwilling to be hit by this claw.

Kacha——

A huge force came from the Ten Thousand Gods Sword, shaking Guanshan back dozens of meters.

He dragged a long trail on the ring before he stabilized his body again.

"Just like what Lao Li said, you really..."

"You have a power far beyond the third level..."

Yesterday, Guanshan and Li Yunxuan reviewed all of Jiaming's battle videos together.

It was discovered that every time he won, although it seemed like luck, in fact, he only used one strike to make the opponent lose the ability to resist.

No matter how passive the battle situation was, or how embarrassed he looked, as long as he used that move, he could win with one strike.

Li Yunxuan analyzed that Jiaming also had skills similar to Guanshan, and could burst out amazing power in a short period of time.

When facing such an enemy, any attack should not be taken lightly.

The power of the fourth level peak...

"What's wrong, ant?"

"Wasn't it very fierce just now?"

Jiaming's mouth curled up an evil arc, his body leaned forward slightly, and his legs exerted force violently, shooting towards Guanshan like a sharp arrow from a string.

"Jiaming actually dared to take the initiative to attack?"

"I didn't see clearly in the ice wall just now, how did Jiaming break Guanshan's defense?"

"Is Jiaming also a fourth-level walker?"

"This year's freshmen are too terrifying!"

The audience looked at the situation on the field, and the offensive and defensive momentum reversed instantly, and they were all stunned with surprise.

The difference between the fourth level and the third level is far from the difference between the third level and the second level.

As we all know, the two most important breakthroughs for awakeners are the fourth level and the seventh level.

Breaking through the fourth level means officially entering the world of awakeners and leaving the realm of mortals.

Breaking through the seventh level means leaving the realm of humans...

But the scene on the ring is really too counterintuitive.

The third level dares to take the initiative to fight the fourth level?

Do mice dare to wish the cat a happy new year?

Guan Shan evaluated the strength of the previous attack in his mind, slowly raised his sword, and stood horizontally on the side.

The superpowers in his body were quietly mobilized, and the ring around him was covered with white frost without knowing it.

In a breath.

Jiaming had already killed in front of Guan Shan, his fists became claws, and he kept attacking.

His speed was so fast that he even left a trail of afterimages.

From the perspective of speed alone, the combat effectiveness of the enhancement system superpowers at low levels is far superior to that of the elemental system.

Those devastating elemental attacks consumed a huge amount of energy reserves.

It was not something that low-level elemental awakeners could use at will.

Guan Shan gradually lost the upper hand in the defense, and the energy that protected his body was torn apart by the opponent's claws several times.

Jia Ming's seemingly ordinary hands seemed to have some strange power.

Whenever he attacked, he would suddenly accelerate, and his attack power was seriously exceeded. Guan Shan even suspected that if his head was hit head-on, he would be headshot on the spot.

The energy shield that was always effective against extraordinary awakeners was like paper in front of Jia Ming.

"Tear"

In the fierce fight, Jiaming finally caught Guan Shan's flaw and hit him in the chest with a claw, only a few inches away from disemboweling Guan Shan.

Guan Shan saw that Jiaming's offensive became more and more fierce, and silently rolled up an ice storm during the battle.

The long-accumulated superpower quickly solidified, and a biting cold current rose from the soles of his feet, quickly turning into an ice blade visible to the naked eye, surrounding his body and slashing outward quickly.

Jiaming didn't dare to shoulder it, so he dodged it with an extremely weird posture and flew back dozens of steps.

Both sides were given a brief period of adjustment.

Looking at the bloody claw marks on his chest, Guan Shan took a deep breath and worked hard to regulate his breathing.

The ice storm just now was his strongest melee ability, but it was easily dodged by the opponent.

Not just attack power...

In terms of speed, reaction power, grasp of fighter opportunities, and combat experience, Jiaming has completely surpassed all the third-level awakened people Guan Shan has ever seen.

In addition to being unable to use the energy shield, the pressure Jiaming put on Guan Shan was no less than that of a fourth-level walker.

Not even the fourth-order monsters on the battlefield who were fighting to the death could make Guan Shan feel so troublesome.

Jiaming grabbed his wrist and moved it gently.

"From a bed bug's perspective..."

"Compared to the one yesterday, you're pretty good."

"What a pity..."

"You bugs don't know when to accept your fate and when to kneel down."

Jiaming moved his neck easily, as if the attack just now was just a warm-up. He looked at Guan Shan coldly, not taking him seriously at all, "If you surrender now, I can still give you a decent look."

"Bugs just have to accept their fate, don't they?"

What responded to Jiaming was a cold voice.

"The next sword will cut off your left hand."

Jiaming was startled.

He looked at the ants in front of him in astonishment and said with a hint of disbelief, "What did you say...?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jiaming always felt that the temperature in the arena suddenly dropped by many degrees.

His brows gradually frowned, and his body tensed subconsciously.

The aura around him, which he thought he had figured out, suddenly surged, and the magnitude of the increase was extremely astonishing!

"[Wrath of Revenge]"

As Guan Shan finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the ring.

Jiaming's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt that all the joints in his body had lost consciousness, as if he had fallen into a terrible ice cave...