coobybook Chapter 313 The Match Was Interrupted
Chapter 313 The Match Was Interrupted
It's hardened; its fists have hardened.
In broad daylight, under the clear sky, Lithost dared to kill someone in public?
Qiong hadn't felt this urge to punch someone in the face in a long time. The last time... she forgot, it had been a long time anyway.
What the hell is this? Does Mars not follow any laws?!
"Screw you! Rules? Rules are meant to be broken!"
"Qiong, actually, I am—"
Bai Ji wanted to say that he could use his understanding of "Illusion" to help Qiong deceive the rules of the arena—since the barrier was a restriction within the rules of the arena, it could be deceived by his power by pretending to be real, but Qiong did not give Bai Ji this opportunity.
After shouting "Rules are meant to be broken," Qiong's aura suddenly surged, her clothes moved without wind, and her baseball bat emitted a dazzling light, forcing Bai Ji to close her eyes to avoid being burned.
Bai Ji suddenly became curious: How did Qiong manage to avoid having his vision obscured by the glowing baseball bat?
boom!
He squinted, barely able to see that Qiong, with his eyes wide open in anger, seemed to be gathering all his strength in his right arm, raising the baseball bat high. The bat, enveloped in light, swung towards the invisible barrier blocking the edge of the ring.
With a deafening roar, the previously invisible barrier cracked like a spiderweb under the blow. Before Bai Ji could react, the barrier shattered, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into the air.
The restriction was too weak, and Qiong's excessive force caused the latter half of the bat to lose its grip and fly out of her hand. Under Qiong's deliberate control, the bat flew towards Litost on the ring—of course, it would definitely miss, but Qiong felt it could slow down this mad dog for a moment.
"Lithost!"
"Oh?"
Litost, who had been keeping an eye on Sora, naturally heard Sora's shout, but he didn't understand why Sora was throwing a baseball bat at him: no matter the angle or the force, the baseball bat that was hastily thrown after breaking the barrier could not possibly hit him.
As expected, although the bat still had considerable remaining force, it still deviated from his direction after leaving his hand, creating a small dent in the ring due to its parabolic trajectory.
His eyes followed the bat until it hit the ground, then he turned to the dome with a mocking smile.
"Interesting. You actually broke the arena's restrictions with ease? But that's all you've got—hmm?"
Before Qiong could finish her enraging "little trick," Qiong, taking advantage of his brief moment of hesitation and distraction, brandished her Flame Spear and charged towards him with purple flames...
"Purple flames?"
Lithost's pupils contracted. What kind of trick was this now? It really was...
This is getting more and more interesting! He definitely wasn't wrong about it this time!
Lithost grinned, revealing a maniacal smile. The longsword, which had just been stained with Yu Liu's blood, was no longer pointed at Yu Liu, whose artery was injured and whose blood was still gushing out. Instead, it went straight to Qiong, holding the longsword. The black shadow surged, and the longsword clashed fiercely with Qiong's flaming spear.
The purple flames collided with the dark figure, and the immense impact forced Lithost to retreat repeatedly.
"Good, good! Come on, pierce my chest with this gun, hahahaha!"
At this moment, Ritost, who was so excited that he was close to having an internal orgasm, felt that he had already been freed. Most things had been arranged, and all that was left was his death. As for the trial, Reyera and Nahera, who would become normal after Sora killed him, would naturally fill in that part.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't throw up a match, Lithost would have loved to throw away his longsword right now, strip off his clothes, point at his heart, and let Qiong, whose hair had inexplicably turned white, stab it into his heart.
"Kill me! Come on!"
Just a second ago, Lithost was getting excited, but the next second Qiong flicked her Flame Spear and used his longsword as a fulcrum to drift sideways, leaving only a trail of purple flames in front of Lithost.
Lithost, who was immersed in his vision of liberation, was taken aback by the disappearance of Qiong in reality. Before he could react to Qiong's intentions, he saw Qiong rushing towards Yu Liu. At this moment, Yu Liu was pale as paper and bleeding profusely from his thighs because his artery was injured. Normally, it would be difficult to save him.
Oh, for him, saving people is more important than killing this heinous villain?
Under his regretful gaze, Qiong knelt down, holding the Flame Spear in one hand to prevent him from sneaking up, and using the other hand to help Yu Liu cover the wound to slow down the rate of blood spurting.
"Hang in there, you'll be alright! Hey, is the guy who's rescuing the athletes dead?!"
The manic smile on Lithost's face vanished, replaced by a calm expression.
He hasn't received the punishment of eternal sleep yet; he still needs to work harder.
However, Qiong was still too naive, exposing her back to this dangerous enemy before the threat had been eliminated.
Going to rescue someone while ignoring the enemy is a foolish act, because without eliminating the threat, it's uncertain whether the person can be saved, and there's a high chance of losing yourself in the process.
Perhaps I should teach Qiong a lesson?
Without hesitation, a dark shadow surged around him, and several sharp black thorns suddenly extended from Lithost's feet. With a thought, these black thorns would drill out in any direction on the arena, his goal being to pierce through Yu Liu, who was lying on the ground, extremely weak—to pierce her right before Qiong's eyes.
If he then tries to harm Sora's female companion, Sora, who hates him to the bone, will surely take his life, right?
"Lithost, what exactly are you trying to do!"
"Ok?"
Lithost glanced around and, without noticing, found Bai Ji standing between him, Qiong, and Yu Liu.
Bai Ji... That's right, after all, Bai Ji was one of the people he admired. Perhaps he made many irreparable mistakes in his life, but that doesn't prevent him from having some merits.
For example, he has a very accurate eye for people.
Bai Ji, who didn't show his joy, muttered incantations, and a white shield enveloped him—probably a technique he had developed himself? Never mind, none of that matters anymore.
To Lithost, Baiji's act of stepping forward was tantamount to risking his life to protect Qiong. He did not want to take the life of either Qiong or Baiji—Baiji was also a person of high moral character whom he recognized and who was qualified to be a knight.
Therefore, facing the highly vigilant Baiji, Litost sheathed his longsword.
Why?
"what?"
"The jade pendant is broken; she has already forfeited her qualification for the competition. Why did you still have to kill her?!"
After saying that, Bai Ji took a few steps back and moved closer to Qiong and the other person.
"It's simple, because she is the weaker party."
"Shut your ass!"
Qiong was trying her best to stop Yu Liu's bleeding when she heard Litost's words and couldn't help but curse a couple more times.
Lithost chuckled and began to draw aggro in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear.
"The weak are not fit to live in the Ten Arts War; that is the rule of the arena."
"Lithost?"
Bai Ji stared in astonishment at Litost before him. He considered many possibilities: perhaps he had a feud with Yu Liu's family, perhaps Yu Liu was actually a villain, perhaps he was nervous and unprepared today and acted without thinking... Of course, there was also the possibility that Qiong and the others were talking about, that he was a lunatic.
But these remarks don't seem like something a madman would say, and doing so is completely pointless! What's the point besides letting everyone know that he's indiscriminately killing innocent people?
Baiji felt he could no longer understand his friend—if Lithost could still be called his friend.
"Bullshit rules! In my world, there's no such thing as the weak dying—ladies, don't move, you're bleeding to death!"
Excellent, excellent, this is exactly the effect I wanted!
He was secretly overjoyed, but outwardly Lithost still curled his lip in disdain.
"Mr. Bai Shu, you've got quite the nerve! If that's how it is, then come and stop me! Right here in this arena, pierce my chest with your weapon! Otherwise, forget about protecting this so-called weakling, your family, friends, and even strangers around you..."
Lithost's sword was aimed directly at Bai Ji—or perhaps at the sky behind him.
"They will all become sacrifices to this rule!"
As Lithost finished speaking, the shadow around him grew even darker. Bai Ji's expression turned solemn, preparing to confront Lithost head-on, but the next moment, Lithost vanished without a trace.
Did they run away?
Bai Ji surveyed his surroundings, searching for any trace of Lithost, but to no avail until this moment. Finally, the medical personnel arrived at the arena and began providing on-site first aid to Yu Liu.
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Watching Yu Liu being carried away on a stretcher until he disappeared from sight, Qiong and Bai Ji were not in a hurry to leave.
Because the organizer, Lithost, acted erratically and then disappeared, the second show could not continue for a while. The audience's initial excitement turned into fear—fear of Lithost's obviously abnormal mental state.
Who knows if Lithost might jump out from some corner at any moment and strike a lucky audience member—Lithost had somehow gotten hold of a megaphone, and everyone in the audience could hear his voice! This panic quickly spread among the audience, and the staff could only arrange for the audience to leave in an orderly manner.
"Lithost, what exactly is he...?"
Bai Ji rested his chin on his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face. As he pondered, Qiong's call brought him back to reality.
"Baiji, we need to talk."
At this moment, the white-haired Qiong's face was as solemn as ice.