Chapter 109: The Little Fatty Shows No Martial Virtue
The next day, as soon as they arrived at the square, the drawing of lots began.
At this time, all Nine Great City Lords and many ministers had already arrived at the competition site.
The circumstances of this Martial Arts Tournament were very special, so they came to prevent anyone from cheating.
Lucien looked relaxed, owing to his confidence in his own strength, but the others were not so at ease.
The Assassin who ranked tenth yesterday looked nervous.
"I hope I don’t run into Falling into the Human World. If I encounter him, I’ll likely be eliminated on the spot."
The others nodded in agreement upon hearing his words.
"This is a fierce man who took on ten thousand people alone. I’m starting to doubt if our attacks can even break through his defense."
"I don’t know why, but his attack and defense are both so high. Could it really just be because of an SSS Talent?"
"Haven’t you seen the equipment leaderboard? The top ten items are all his. How could his attack and defense not be high?"
Once these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.
Ever since Falling into the Human World appeared, the equipment leaderboard had been refreshed again and again.
Originally, only two pieces of gold equipment appeared every few years, but now?
There were Immortal Artifacts, Magic Artifacts, and Ghost Artifacts; it was simply unimaginable before.
However, what they didn’t see was that Red Bean Cake, the only woman among them, had eyes full of fighting spirit.
Due to her own talent and her hidden class, although her strength might lag slightly behind his...
...her explosive power could definitely insta-kill him.
Of course, that was assuming the opponent had no life-saving skills.
But thinking about it, that seemed unlikely.
Ever since Falling into the Human World made his debut, she had been paying close attention to him.
Her impression of Falling into the Human World was that he was insidious, cunning, and ruthless.
Especially during that Census, he ran away because his strength was insufficient.
But when his strength became great enough, he returned with crushing dominance.
Someone like that didn’t seem like the type to lack life-saving skills or items.
If Lucien knew Red Bean Cake’s evaluation of him, he would definitely point at her nose and give her a piece of his mind.
"I’m not insidious, ruthless, or cunning; I’m just purely afraid of dying."
Soon, everyone had drawn their opponents.
To save time, five arenas were opened at once for simultaneous matches.
Lucien drew Arena No. 1. When the Little Fatty saw Lucien standing on Arena No. 1...
...he instantly turned pale.
With a mournful face, he wailed, "How can I be so unlucky? To meet Falling into the Human World in the first round, how am I supposed to survive this!"
Seeing that they hadn’t drawn Arena No. 1, the others all breathed a sigh of relief.
Some even looked at the Little Fatty with sympathy.
"Brother, just surrender directly later. At least you’ll lose with some dignity."
"That’s right. Getting blown off the stage in one move would be too embarrassing."
"Honestly, being matched against Falling into the Human World is worse than getting eliminated by anyone else."
Hearing the discussions around him, the Little Fatty’s face became even more bitter.
Soon, the Little Fatty stood opposite Lucien.
The moment he stepped onto the arena, he immediately felt tremendous pressure.
Lucien simply stood there casually, yet it felt as though a mountain was pressing down on him.
Especially the eighteen summons standing behind Lucien.
Each one radiated a fierce aura.
"Great God Luo Renjian, I’m a fan of yours. Could you go a bit easier later? I’m afraid of pain!"
The opponent’s request left Lucien with a face full of black lines.
But looking at the other’s conflicted expression...
...Lucien nodded silently and said softly, "Don’t worry, I’ll definitely make sure you don’t feel any pain."
The Little Fatty suddenly felt even more uneasy after hearing those words.
At this moment, the referee on the field stood in the center of the arena.
"For this competition, the use of consumable items is restricted. The match begins now."
The words were concise. Just as the referee finished speaking, Lucien decided to use his strongest strike to send the Little Fatty in front of him packing.
The Little Fatty was also on high alert. Although he had said those things, he still had his pride.
He didn’t want to be labeled as someone who didn’t even dare to resist.
A staff appeared in his hand.
With a wave of his staff, a fireball the size of a millstone flew straight toward Lucien.
Right off the bat, it was Bursting Fireball, the Fire Mage’s strongest single-target attack skill.
The blazing fireball tore through the air with astonishing momentum.
The surrounding spectators instantly widened their eyes.
"That Little Fatty isn’t weak at all."
"Of course he isn’t weak. He’s one of the top ten players in the entire Jiuzhou Empire."
"Still, his opponent is Falling into the Human World."
Lucien didn’t even resist, tanking the Bursting Fireball head-on.
Boom!
The fireball exploded violently upon impact.
Flames spread across the arena floor.
-50
The strike directly took away fifty of Lucien’s health points.
Seeing that he had only dealt fifty damage, the Little Fatty mage was momentarily stunned.
His strongest single-target spell had actually only dealt fifty damage.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
At this moment, he finally understood why everyone feared Falling into the Human World so much.
This defense was simply monstrous.
"Thunder God Help Me!"
A very chuunibyou voice rang out. The Little Fatty looked at the massive Thunder Duke Phantom behind Lucien and swallowed hard.
The terrifying pressure from the thunder caused his scalp to go numb.
Crackling arcs of lightning flickered continuously across the arena.
Even the spectators below subconsciously stepped back.
Then he turned to the referee and said, "Referee, I forfeit."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Little Fatty’s figure was teleported out of the arena.
"Ding! Congratulations, you have won this match."
The system notification directly interrupted Lucien’s casting.
But there was no joy of victory on Lucien’s face.
He had just tanked a hit and was just about to counterattack.
And the guy actually surrendered?
Wasn’t this just like being right at the peak of excitement when time runs out and the partner stops you?
This made Lucien feel extremely frustrated.
The Thunder Duke Phantom behind him slowly dissipated.
Meanwhile, the audience below the stage burst into laughter.
"That Little Fatty is shameless!"
"He surrendered too quickly!"
"Still, being able to force Falling into the Human World to use a skill is already impressive."
The Little Fatty, after getting off the stage, actually had the gall to smugly wave to the audience in the stands.
"Did you see that? I just took fifty health off Falling into the Human World, and he didn’t even touch a hair on my head."
Hearing this, many players nearly cursed out loud.
How was this something to be proud of?
Yet the Little Fatty looked completely satisfied with himself.
Seeing the other party jumping and hopping with excitement, Lucien had an urge to beat him to death.
But on second thought, forget it, it wasn’t worth it.
After all, the opponent had already surrendered; he couldn’t go around hunting him down just because he didn’t get to kill him!
It’s not like he was a bloodthirsty person.
However, though he didn’t plan on retaliating, Lucien secretly decided that if this happened again, he wouldn’t say a word and would just blast them with a Soul Fire Talisman first.
