Chapter 812: Chapter 635 Can’t Stop Me!_2
The entire arena was in shock, especially those who were thinking behind their protective shields about how to kill Long Yi. Their panic was unparalleled because the shield had ceased to work against Long Yi, yet they couldn’t block Long Yi at all! Long Yi was already very strong, and most people here weren’t his match. Some of the weaker combatants had placed their hopes on the stronger ones emerging later to restrain Long Yi. But now that the shield was useless and they couldn’t escape, wasn’t this like waiting for death!
The crowd was in a panic, but Long Yi would absolutely not miss this opportunity.
He charged straight through the magic shield and headed for the next prison cell, where the warrior had already tensed up. Shouting loudly, he charged forth but was unsurprisingly knocked down by Long Yi. Then it was onto the next cell, where the person didn’t even wait for Long Yi to reach him before collapsing stiffly to the ground.
For a moment, Long Yi was like a fierce tiger charging into a sheep pen, and these poor sheep had nowhere to hide. They could only watch dumbly as Long Yi bore down on them. The warriors unwilling to be trapped here began to attack the magic shields around them, attempting to break out of their prison cells. But how could the Giant’s magic be so easily broken?
After several failed attempts, they had no choice but to face the fate of staying and awaiting death.
At this time, however, the audience was boiling with excitement. Some veteran spectators had seen countless matches but had never witnessed a contest where someone fought inside others’ cells!
And at this moment, Lingrin’s twisted face from anger appeared once again.
"Enough!" Lingrin roared, "Long Yi! I don’t know how you did it, but it’s clear that you’re a cheater! Since that’s the case, I declare that the current match will turn into a one-against-many uneven contest! Long Yi versus all the remaining fighters! The contest starts immediately!"
Boom!
All of the prison cells broke open in an instant, and everyone was freed.
Long Yi didn’t move, but simply smiled as he watched everyone.
Some of the less powerful or more faint-hearted individuals immediately screamed and ran to the side. Gradually, Long Yi noticed that everyone was casting their gaze toward one person in the middle of the arena.
"Destroyer Sword."
Long Yi said the name with a smile.
In the arena, many fighters had given themselves unique names, usually to express their strength, and Destroyer Sword was among them.
Destroyer Sword, ranked eighth in Slaughter Hell Arena.
True to his name, he wielded a massive metal greatsword, its dark luster still smeared with unwashed bloodstains. The sword looked even wider and heavier than a shield, its surface filled with serrations and dents, the legacy of countless battles.
An unknown force flowed upon the blade, that was the special power of the Destroyer Sword, known as the power of destruction. Anything touched by this power would crumble. Of course, since no one had really studied this sword, nobody knew what the so-called power of destruction truly was, or even if it was real.
It was said that the sword was forged by a certain race as an imitation of a Giant’s greatsword, originally nearly ten meters in length and containing a terrifying power. However, the sword broke in a battle, leaving only this section that was a little over two meters. Even so, the power contained within it was still out of reach for the average person. Destroyer Sword had obtained this sword by chance and had used it to defeat countless enemies. Unfortunately, the sword’s sheer weight limited its wielder’s agility; if not for this, Destroyer Sword might have stood even higher in rank.
"I like this sword. Give it to me."
Long Yi said.
"Defeat me, and it’s yours,"
Destroyer Sword said as he lifted the door-sized blade with one hand, pointing it at Long Yi.
There was an immediate cheer from the crowd.
"Setting such simple terms makes me feel a bit embarrassed,"
Long Yi said modestly, scratching his head.
Destroyer Sword let out a cold laugh, still wielding the massive broken sword, which he swung sideways with a terrifying roar. A black ripple charged directly towards Long Yi.
Long Yi’s brow furrowed slightly because he could see that the ripple was not a single force but a mixture of Fighting Aura and Mana, existing in an incompatible state.
Generally speaking, Fighting Aura and Magic are the most common forces in this multifaceted universe, whether it’s the Celestial Clan’s Power of Light, Hell’s power of death, or the power of dragons, the power of Giants. Although each power has its own attributes and features, one must transform it into Fighting Aura or Mana for enhanced lethality.
And Fighting Aura and Mana are two completely different forces.
The strength of Fighting Aura comes from the aura itself, contained and vigorous. Magic draws from Mana to resonate with other forces in the surrounding air, making it more powerful but not as focused.
Although countless talented individuals throughout history have attempted to fuse two types of powers, after innumerable experiments, there has not been any possibility of fusing the two types of power. Because once you forcibly fuse two kinds of energy, it will produce an effect like the one before us.
Destruction.
The two different powers maintained a balance, and the moment they encountered anything, they would violently collide with one another, inducing a destructive effect.
This was simply a stroke of genius!
Seeing the black ripples arriving before him, Long Yi decided not to clash head-on but instead stomped on the ground forcefully. A huge rock suddenly burst forth from the ground, the black ripples crashing into the rock and causing it to shatter, but the ripples disappeared immediately afterward.
"Thrilling."
Long Yi smiled.
Indeed, Long Yi considered himself rather clever. Yet, he had never thought of using Fighting Aura and Mana in such a way. Now, Long Yi was even more curious about how to achieve this ability.
As a Giant, Long Yi could instantly learn any opponent’s Fighting Aura skills or magic. But this time, the opponent had merely swung a sword; clearly, the complex techniques were all within the sword of destruction itself. Without getting his hands on that sword, there was no hope of uncovering its secrets.
Watching as the rock Long Yi had summoned was destroyed by the ripple of destruction, the sword of destruction burst into hearty laughter right away.
Clearly, he was extremely satisfied with his recent strike.
Long Yi had always maintained a tough image, his fists harder and his defenses stronger than anyone else’s. But the sword that had seemed so effortless had just easily shattered Long Yi’s hasty defenses, sufficiently proving that he was far superior to Long Yi in terms of strength.
However, Long Yi didn’t take it to heart; the direct crumbling of the stone wall was outside his expectations, but not by much.
"Let’s go again."
Long Yi smiled.
At the same time, with an outstretched hand, Lingling, who had been waiting by the side, instantly turned into a crystal greatsword in Long Yi’s hand, and almost simultaneously, surging Fighting Aura and Demon Power began to rise up.
Upon seeing this, everyone realized that the crystal golem Long Yi had summoned had turned into a greatsword; now they understood why Long Yi had never previously used a weapon – it was here all along!
A few meters long, a vast blade of Fighting Aura erupted from the surface of the crystal greatsword, mixed with Demon Power. Long Yi walked forward slowly, holding the sword with one hand while beckoning everyone around him with the other.
"Come on, all of you at once."
The sword of destruction laughed heartily.
"Go for it! I’ll take the lead! If you can just distract him for me, and let me land a hit, I’ll make sure he’s dead!"
The sword of destruction roared.
As a result, almost everyone charged out together with the sword of destruction.
In the luxurious box, First Prince Saint Cassio turned to ask Ai Lin,
"So, Miss Ailin, how do you think Long Yi is going to win against the sword of destruction?"
Ai Lin chuckled, "Who knows? Let’s just watch and find out."
Saint Cassio was immediately taken aback; he had thought Ai Lin would provide an array of winning strategies, but instead, she had responded with an ’I don’t know.’.
"Then, does Miss Ailin know what this destructive power is all about?" Saint Antonio continued.
"I do," Ai Lin nodded, but offered no further explanation, clearly not wanting to say more.
Saint Cassio and Saint Antonio exchanged glances, both having hit a soft spot; they turned to look at Second Prince Saint Julio, who made a face, having just offended Ai Lin not too long ago. Saint Julio certainly did not want to cause any more trouble. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)
