The scene that followed in Chapter 32, the life-or-death battle, was even more subdued. ...
Jiang Jingshu: [Thumbs up] *10
[Jiang Tianjiao: Ahh ...
While waiting for the broadcast, Yun Qiandu received replies from the two people and casually added a disdainful emoji.
[Yun Qiandu: You've finally shown up! I thought you were going to miss today's one-on-one match.]
[Jiang Jingshu: Go for it, Chu Jue! ^^]
[Chu Jue: Yes.]
Chu Jue was contemplating the appropriate measure for today.
Through her observations over the past two days, Chu Jue discovered that among spirit practitioners, none possessed the ability to directly ignore the other's spiritual power as she did.
She was able to do this from the beginning, perhaps because of her otherworldly identity.
However, this "abnormality" is not a big problem, since those who have witnessed her display this skill have already had their experience points harvested.
Once everyone had assembled, the rules of the 1v1 tournament were explained simultaneously on the screen and through announcements.
There is little difference compared to yesterday; the 1v1 is still a ring match, and the winner is determined by real-time vital sign monitoring equipment.
Because it's a one-on-one match, the restrictions on the players will be relaxed somewhat.
The machine's announcement specifically emphasized one point: If you feel unwell during a battle, be sure to call a stop immediately.
Calling a halt is tantamount to surrendering.
In these types of battles, the exchange will determine the list of contestants to appear in order of spiritual rank from low to high. For contestants of the same spiritual rank, random selection will be used, and the ranking will be calculated according to the order of elimination. The one who remains on the stage at the end is the winner.
However, the first contestant to appear in this competition was able to skip the random step.
[Player for this match: Chu Jue]
The level of her Spirit Realm isn't displayed on the screen, but as the first contestant announced, everyone knew she was most likely only at level one.
Isn't this a kind of expectation violation—actually, it's zero-order?
The zero-level contestant calmly walked onto the stage under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
There was a lot of discussion among the audience:
"What a pity, it's a woman."
The newbies were already mediocre to begin with, and to make matters worse, they were randomly matched with a woman. The men started to worry that the duel wouldn't be exciting.
The randomly selected male opponent also went up on stage.
On one hand, he felt unlucky; if he hit too hard, he might be accused of disrespecting women by those women who advocated gender equality. On the other hand, he felt lucky; he could treat the first match as a warm-up and wouldn't expend much energy.
After much thought, Ichikai decided that he should act more "gentlemanly" so that he could win without appearing too eager for quick success.
As the two approached, the man in the first rank discovered that Chu Jue was half a head taller than him.
To some extent, height can indeed determine one's presence, and the feeling of being shorter as soon as he stepped onto the stage made him dissatisfied.
"The game begins."
The first-level man pretended to be polite and first made a "please" gesture, which made Chu Jue look a little strange.
What did he do with his hand? She couldn't even see the flow of spiritual energy.
Even low-level opponents can be terrifying.
Chu Jue controlled his mental power to grab the outstretched hand, thinking he was about to face an unknown battle. Unexpectedly, the male opponent was the more unpredictable one—Chu Jue effortlessly flipped him to the ground.
She didn't even use a basic move like an over-the-shoulder throw; she just pulled him around and tossed him about randomly. But even such a simple move seemed rather unseemly in the male opponent's reaction—he seemed dazed from the fall, or perhaps he simply didn't know what it was.
Everyone could see the man on stage suddenly being dragged into the air, then tumbled and slammed back to the ground. His body slammed against the ground with a loud thud, delivering a spectacular performance.
After a few moves, you can't help but wonder where it will be thrown next.
Yun Qiandu's objective assessment: "He's making ramen, Chu Jue."
That throw was quite powerful; it looked like the male athlete's brains were about to spill out.
The back-and-forth swinging didn't endanger the male athlete's life. Although his mind was a mess, his vision was blurry, and his body was numb with pain, he still struggled to his feet, swaying as he stammered, "You, you..."
Their methods were despicable, humiliating my character and my conscience.
Seeing that he could still speak, a surge of spiritual energy rushed into his lips and throat, but before it could penetrate deep, the announcement was already made.
"One of the participants has been found to have unstable vital signs; the sparring session is now suspended."
"No abnormal behavior detected, the game is valid."
"The winner of this match: Group 11, Chu Jue."
Chu Jue stopped her movements with regret; the judgment was so strict. She hadn't even done anything, and her opponent seemed to be dead already.
Is this the difference between low-level and high-level spirits? Then she should be careful in her next match.
The audience below the stage did not realize what had happened. They only saw the male contestant get up from the ground, say something, and then lose consciousness.
As a result, many people started commenting on the male contestants.
"This is so bad, so boring..."
"How shameful, he can't even compare to a woman."
The whispers continued as the next opponent approached, another male spiritualist.
This time, Chu Jue was much more restrained, remembering that he needed to use a more approachable method.
She felt the gentle breeze on her face, and took advantage of it, manipulating her mental energy to resonate with the airflow.
As she wished, the scene that followed was even more peaceful.
The male contestant took the initiative! Chu Jue narrowly dodged—but was accidentally slapped hard across the face by the wind.
hateful!
The male athlete pressed his advantage! Chu Jue narrowly dodged—but was unexpectedly slapped across the face by the wind.
This woman!
The male athlete's brain was buzzing from the gusts of wind. He felt that the annoying wind direction was making him lose his advantage, always missing by a hair's breadth.
Fortunately, Chu Jue must have exhausted his strength in the previous match, and he was only dodging and getting more and more tired. Seeing this, he lay in wait to counterattack.
After several rounds, he finally found a weakness in this cunning woman—the male contestant's eyes lit up, and he launched an attack!
Unexpectedly, Chu Jue managed to dodge it again, but he was slapped hard across the face by the wind.
This is outrageous!
Not long after the battle began, the male contestant felt as if he had been slapped countless times all over his body. It seemed that even without Chu Jue's intervention, the slaps had been predictably following him all along.
After all that, none of his spiritual attacks landed, but he did get slapped quite a few times.
The male contestant was so dizzy from the blows that all he could hear in his ears and head was the ringing; he might even have gone deaf.
"One of the participants has been found to have unstable vital signs; the sparring session is now suspended."
He slowly walked off the stage, his hand on his forehead, feeling dizzy with every step. These slaps had left him disoriented and directionless in life.
...This battle was really strange. The male contestant's mind was in a mess, and he had no clue what to do.
The audience looked at each other in bewilderment.
When the man came on the field, you could tell he was disgusted by being thrown around, but why was it that the match, which was going back and forth, was suddenly ruled over by one side?
The following matches were even more incomprehensible. This contestant named Chu Jue learned very quickly, and in each match he could replicate the new moves he had learned from his opponent in the previous match very quickly.
The men who had been on the field and lost always felt they were just a little short of victory.
"She's incredibly lucky," they commented.
If the dead Zhanji appears here, it might provide an explanation for their "righteous indignation"—the so-called back-and-forth fighting was nothing more than her toying with her opponent.
Unfortunately, the only victim who saw through this can no longer sue her.
First rank, second rank, third rank... the opponent's spirit rank got higher and higher, but Chu Jue always managed to win "just right".
The announcement sounded again, and this time the male player matched with them was different; his expression carried a hint of hostility.
He arrogantly raised his chin and crossed his arms over his chest: "How about a life-or-death battle?"
oh?
Chu Jue became interested. She activated the detection function and glanced at the man; he had around two hundred merit points.
She immediately replied, "Okay."
The man's expression changed, and he became somewhat displeased: "...Don't you want to know why I'm fighting you to the death?"
Chu Jue: "I don't want to."
...This woman is just as unpleasant as Yun Qiandu, who is in the same group as her.
The man's companion was thoroughly humiliated by Yun Qiandu during the first day of sparring. As the team leader and a fourth-level spiritualist who was many times stronger than Chu Jue, he had to avenge his brother.
Although he didn't know Chu Jue, since she was in the same group as Yun Qiandu, he shouldn't blame him for being impolite.
The invitation to a life-or-death match is separate from the competitive match. When both players make this request at the same time, the organizers of the exchange meeting will not interfere with the match.
"The match is set."
An unrestricted battle has officially begun.
In several battles, the fourth-tier man had gained some understanding of Chu Jue's fighting style, but in this woman's eyes, he was a completely unknown opponent.
The fourth-tier man was full of confidence, and the unequal amount of information he provided from the start indicated that she was destined to lose this life-or-death battle.
Based on his observation, Chu Jue excelled at counterattacks and copying. Therefore, the fourth-tier man did not rush to attack first, but instead waited for Chu Jue to make the first move.
As expected, Chu Jue did not move, which made the fourth-tier man even more convinced of his theory.
There was a brief stalemate between the two sides. Lower-level players like Chu Jue were more prone to getting impatient and easily agitated. Before long, just as the fourth-level man had expected, he broke the deadlock first.
She used her meager spiritual power as before, which, in the eyes of the fourth-tier man, was an attack full of flaws.
He could easily dodge it with just his instincts. As he expected, Chu Jue's real attack was actually a pursuit hidden behind this spiritual power.
Too weak. The little tricks of low-level spiritualists are easily seen through.
The fourth-tier man raised the corners of his lips and used his immense spiritual power to counter the attack from the small fry.
Chu Jue was momentarily flustered, but his feigned composure pleased him greatly.
Sure enough, she began to lose her composure. The fourth-tier man, in a playful mood, joined her in this cat-and-mouse game.
As Chu Jue's spiritual power weakened and became far less powerful than it had been at the beginning, the fourth-tier man realized that this was the perfect opportunity for him to make his move.
The fourth-tier male, who had been passively dodging, reversed his offensive and began to fight back against Chu Jue. His attacks were swift and fierce, and his proud accuracy had helped him annihilate many powerful enemies.
The spiritual energy surged forth like a raging river, overwhelming Chu Jue's location.
She narrowly avoided the impact, but was forced to stagger by the surging force and retreated in a panic.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the fourth-tier man strode forward, gathering spiritual energy in his hand as he lunged at Chu Jue, revealing his fierce killing intent at that moment—
"I've got it," Chu Jue thought.
She abandoned her previous pathetic demeanor of being outmatched at every turn and, to the astonishment of the fourth-tier man, steadily caught his hand, which was suspended in mid-air.
"Snap—"
The sound of bones breaking and the howl of the fourth-tier man rang out at the same time. His knuckles were snapped by Chu Jue, and blood gushed out instantly, but it was cut off by the spiritual power surrounding him and returned to his own body.
The tyrannical spiritual energy drilled into the broken opening, rampaging through his blood, and the destructive impact caused the fourth-tier man's skin to turn purplish-blue.
His heart rate began to increase, and his breathing became increasingly rapid, exceeding the normal frequency.
He was unaware that his body was being dissolved; the extreme pain felt as if his body and soul were being ripped away.
In an instant, only the instinctive twitching of muscles remained. The fourth-tier man whimpered in a twisted manner, losing all the strength he could control.
Before all his senses disappeared, he clearly realized that his spiritual power was being crushed into dust by a more powerful divine force, collapsing irresistibly, with no possibility of intervention.
In less than three seconds, the fourth-tier man's skin was torn open and gradually ripped apart from the inside.
"One party's vital signs have been detected as absent."
"The winner of this match: Group 11, Chu Jue."
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Author's Note: [Kiss]
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