Chen Ping watched Ren Xin being sent flying and rolling more than three times, and couldn't help but click his tongue. This acting was so bad it was unbearable to watch, pfft, it was really an eyesore.

Well, even though it was all an act, he probably didn't expect this chimera to be so incredibly powerful, right? Heh heh, this guy is definitely bleeding and injured.

This chimera is now a living, breathing low-level divine weapon. I have to admire your ability to withstand it with your bare body.

However, Ren Xin's actions effectively extricated him from the chimera's target.

After seeing Ren Xin being knocked away, the chimera immediately turned and pounced on the others. Chen Ping was gloriously ignored because he had the illusory shield, even though he was closer to the chimera than the other two.

roar!

Chen Ping observed the battle before him with great interest. When the enormous synthetic beast swung its claws and clashed head-on with the divine artifact, the crisp sound of the collision confirmed his suspicions. The sound was not the dull thud that should be heard when flesh clashes with a divine artifact; rather, it sounded more like the result of two high-level weapons colliding.

Chen Ping wasn't surprised that the synthetic beast could gain the upper hand in that instant. He knew that ordinary divine artifacts could only cause limited damage to synthetic beasts. Unless it was a more powerful superior divine artifact, even a mid-level divine artifact would need a considerable amount of time and resources to break through the defenses of a lower-level divine artifact. It might be impossible to do so without hundreds of years of accumulation.

Chen Ping finds this kind of human intervention quite interesting and powerful, but unfortunately, he can't acquire this function.

Chen Ping suddenly discovered that this human intervention function was similar to another function in the list of functions given to him by the survival game consciousness, but much more powerful.

That said, the Death Arena seems to be on there too. Most of the features in survival games are modified from these systems that have been collected by the consciousness of survival games.

......

Ren Xin slowly opened his eyes and glimpsed the chimera attacking the others. He secretly rejoiced that Chen Ping, despite being closer, hadn't become its next target. He turned to look at Chen Ping, who was intently observing the battle, a sly glint in his eyes. At that moment, Chen Ping was completely focused on the chimera's movements, seemingly oblivious to the potential danger around him.

A bold idea flashed through Ren Xin's mind: now seemed like the perfect time to launch a sneak attack, to catch Chen Ping off guard and deliver a fatal blow from behind.

If he succeeded, then that versatile, superior artifact would be his. The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

Ren Xin confirmed once again that Chen Ping was still completely absorbed in observing the battle, so he decided to take action. He quietly got up and cautiously activated a mid-level auxiliary artifact, which had the effect of reducing his presence. Even high-level gods would ignore his presence unless they were deliberately paying attention.

Then, Ren Xin took out a short and powerful dagger from his storage space. This was no ordinary weapon, but an Abyss artifact. It was a treasure obtained from the Abyss Shells. Although it was only of intermediate level, its power was comparable to or even surpassed that of some high-level artifacts.

Ren Xin was able to successfully assassinate many arrogant young masters from prominent families precisely because of this abyssal artifact. Those family members often possessed defensive artifacts, making them prone to carelessness. However, the dagger in Ren Xin's hand possessed a special armor-piercing effect, often delivering a fatal blow when the opponent least expected.

Slowly, slowly, step by step, I approached Chen Ping. Once I was within ten meters, I could launch a sneak attack and stab him in the kidneys, hehe.

Ren Xin approached Chen Ping cautiously, each step calculated precisely, intending to launch a successful backstab once he was within ten meters. At that moment, Chen Ping was completely focused on observing the chimeras' attacks on the other contestants, utterly unaware of the deadly threat behind him.

Meanwhile, the audience in the stands were cheering. Most of the audience recognized Ren Xin and had already started placing bets. They had already killed the newcomer Chen Ping many times. Now that they saw him make his move, they couldn't help but cheer.

Those who placed bets on the first five rounds of trading were the most vocal in their shouts.

As the distance closed, Ren Xin's heart raced, and he began to rehearse in his mind how easily he would be able to backstab Chen Ping after gaining the illusion. Finally, at this critical moment, the distance between him and Chen Ping was reduced to a decisive ten meters. At this moment, he prepared to launch a fatal blow—backstab Chen Ping.

The abyss artifact dagger in Ren Xin's hand gleamed with a chilling light, and he thrust it into Chen Ping's seemingly unguarded back of the head without hesitation.

Ding~!

Ding-dong!

However, with a crisp metallic clang followed by an even more intense clashing of metal, Ren Xin was instantly stunned.

He looked down at the abyssal artifact dagger that had fallen to the ground, which should have pierced through its target with unstoppable force. Then he looked at his hands, which were trembling violently from the recoil, his face filled with shock and confusion. The intense recoil had almost made him lose his grip on the weapon.

At this moment, he stared wide-eyed at Chen Ping's unscathed back of the head, his heart filled with disbelief: How is this possible?! Chen Ping's head was so hard that even a mid-level abyss artifact could not shake it, and its hardness seemed to be even more astonishing than that of a high-level artifact!

......

As if he had foreseen the future, Chen Ping casually scratched the back of his head, turned around to face the astonished Ren Xin, and smiled easily: "Oh dear, I even left you a chance with the back of my head, but unfortunately you didn't seize it, ε=(′ο｀*))) Sigh, I gave you the chance, but you were useless."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Xin was overwhelmed by the psychological impact. His knees buckled, and he knelt down with a thud. His voice trembled as he pleaded, "Lord Chen... Ping! I... I was wrong. Please, have mercy on me and spare my life!"

Chen Ping watched as Ren Xin instantly knelt down and begged for mercy, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. He raised an eyebrow slightly and thought to himself: This guy's reaction is pretty quick.

Clearly, Ren Xin was extremely terrified and shocked by the fact that he could not harm Chen Ping in the slightest, and could only choose to put aside his dignity and beg for Chen Ping's forgiveness.

Chen Ping said with a grin, "Well, it's not impossible for me to spare your life. Take one of my palm strikes, and I'll let you go. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Xin looked up at Chen Ping and exclaimed excitedly, "Really? Really?"

Snap!

With a single palm strike, Ren Xin instantly turned into a bloody mist, beyond dead.

Chen Ping shook his hand: "Heh~ You really thought you could take a slap from me? Ridiculous."