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53.84% Fantasy: I Can Launch Martial Arts Simulations / Chapter 21: Brother, Are You Lost?

บท 21: Brother, Are You Lost?

บรรณาธิการ: EndlessFantasy Translation

At that moment, Yang Yuan's pupils constricted, and his heart was in his throat. He accelerated the activation of his defensive magic tool, and several defensive barriers formed around him.

He tried to block Su Ze's attack.

The giant sword fell from the sky and struck Yang Yuan's defensive barrier without any deviation.

He had thought that the longsword would keep slashing down, but he did not expect it to stop at the defensive barrier as if it had been jammed. It had no intention of falling down.

"Just like this? It seemed to look so dramatic? Just like this? That's it?" Yang Yuan bared his teeth and mocked him wantonly.

Su Ze smiled slightly. The good show had begun! He held the sword in his right hand behind his back and lightly snapped his fingers with his left hand.

Yang Yuan was confused by Su Ze's actions and was about to mock him.

The golden longsword instantly emitted a dazzling light and began to fall apart like the prelude to a comet explosion.

Yang Yuan's eyes widened. He could not believe what he had just seen.

The longsword instantly exploded, emitting a dazzling white light. The terrifying power of the explosion directly shattered Yang Yuan's defensive barrier like paper.

After breaking through all of his defenses, the power of the explosion did not stop. The aftershock of the explosion instantly engulfed Yang Yuan.

Thick smoke rose up.

The surrounding audience instantly fell silent. Even the referee was stunned. Even the surrounding players were attracted by Su Ze's god-level technique.

When the smoke dispersed, Yang Yuan was covered in blood. He lay on the ground like a dead fish and did not move at all.

The referee swallowed his saliva and looked at Yang Yuan, who was lying on the ground like a dead fish. He did not react for a moment.

He had seen so many matches, but this was the first time he had seen someone completely defeat their opponent in less than a minute!

This unknown pretty boy actually had such terrifying swordsmanship and strength.

"Pillheart Sect... Su Ze wins," the referee said after a long pause.

Su Ze did not say anything. He turned around and left the stage. The rules of the competition were that after one match, there would only be an hour of rest before the next match.

Such a system was a test of a player's combat level and their stamina.

As the first to win, he naturally had a good rest ahead of him.

When the audience reacted, they immediately cried out in surprise.

"What... What happened! I just saw a long sword explode! Is it over just like that?"

"That must be the Pillheart Sect's Su Ze! His strength is too terrifying!"

"I've only seen this superb sword technique from our sect leader, but this person is only at the Martial Master Realm! How could he have such a powerful sword technique!"

...

The first round of the competition ended very quickly. When Su Ze once again drew the lottery, his opponent was Liu Xue from the Rainbow Sect.

The order given was exactly the same as that given by the simulator!

When Liu Xue happened to pass by Su Ze, she lowered her voice and said, "Little brother, I won't be gentle later! No matter how strong your swordsmanship is, I won't give you a chance to use it!"

"Oh," Su Ze replied indifferently.

"Haha, what an aloof and interesting little brother." Liu Xue gave Su Ze a flirtatious look before twisting her waist and leaving.

Su Ze's expression turned cold. He immediately shut off his sense of smell and held his breath, because Liu Xue had inadvertently emitted some kind of fragrance.

Su Ze's intuition told him that this fragrance was definitely not simple.

Su Ze did not stay long. He quickly left and returned to the waiting area.

...

After an hour of rest, Liu Xue and Su Ze met again in the arena.

Liu Xue looked at Su Ze, who had not changed at all. Her expression was strange. "Little brother, shouldn't you be feeling hot and dizzy?"

"Why should I feel anything?" Su Ze narrowed his eyes and asked.

Liu Xue covered her mouth and laughed softly. "Because I'm charming! Stop pretending and give up resisting obediently."

Su Ze rolled his eyes and said nothing more. He patiently waited for the competition to begin.

Liu Xue's eyes had a strange glow. After witnessing the profoundness of Su Ze's swordsmanship just now, when the two of them had drawn a number, the former had given Su Ze a bewitching powder. This was also to ensure her victory.

However, what Liu Xue could not understand was that the bewitching powder that had always worked in the past did not seem to have any effect this time!

"No, it must be affecting him. He's just pretending. Wait a moment, I'll go for his vital points. He won't be able to react in time!" Liu Xue's expression was ruthless. She did not say anything more as she made up her mind on how to deal with Su Ze.

"Let the competition begin."

The moment the referee gave the word, the remaining half of the people on the field instantly began to fight.

Liu Xue's face was as cold as ice. As soon as the order was given, her figure suddenly appeared in front of Su Ze like a ghost.

Su Ze stared straight at Liu Xue with a trace of mockery on the corner of his mouth. Then, he activated the blink sword technique and lashed out like a dragon. This sword carried a trace of sword intent. It was so fast that Liu Xue did not even see it clearly. She was stabbed.

"Oh."

Liu Xue grunted. The whip in her left hand froze in the air. She slowly lowered her head to look at her right breast. It had been pierced through by the sword. Blood was flowing out uncontrollably.

"You..." Liu Xue felt an intense pain. She wanted to say something, but all the words that came to her mouth turned into one sentence. "Handsome, did you thrust with the wrong stick?"

The corner of Su Ze's mouth twitched. He pulled out his sword without hesitation.

Liu Xue still struggled to remain standing. Su Ze used the flat of his sword to knock her down.

Liu Xue fell to the ground weakly. She no longer had the strength to stand up. The pool of blood beneath her body stained the ground in a short period of time.

"Liu Xue of the Rainbow sect has lost her ability to fight. Su Ze of the Pillheart Sect has won."

Su Ze walked down from the stage expressionlessly. Although his sword had stabbed a rather awkward spot, this was a competition venue. It was a place where people used their swords and spears. If they hit some vital points, it would still be within the normal range.

From the beginning to the end, it did not even take thirty seconds. This speed shocked everyone!

"Another quick battle? This Su Ze is the fastest man!"

"Didn't you guys notice? When Su Ze attacked, a battle expert like Liu Xue should have been able to react. However, she was hit just like that! She could not react at all!"

"That sounds about right! Could it be sword intent? I've heard that only sword intent can be so fast!"

"Impossible, only an Emperor can learn sword intent! It's impossible for Su Ze to know sword intent."


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