By logic, mages fight with skills, relying on damage to win.
With Zhang Yue’s series of moves and such dazzling, top-tier micro-operations, he truly stunned everyone both inside and outside the arena.
["WTF! Is this a Beast Tar advanced class? What kind of operation strength is that?"]
["Undeniable, I, an elite-level assassin, can’t pull off even one out of ten of his moves."]
["You’re underselling it. It’s one in ten thousand."]
["Even putting mages aside, across the entire other world, I’ve never seen soone with such exquisite technique."]
Especially since the opponent Zhang Yue faced this ti was the "Ghost" who even the Ghost Swordsman Elfa and Frost Archmage Kwon Ji-Hyun couldn’t match. A being that steamrolls the top professionals of all nations.
As Zhang Yue struck and pushed the Flowing Gold Warrior back, a trace of killing intent appeared in the other’s eyes, "Ah, you’ve already stirred up my hunting desire."
Zhang Yue shrugged the staff on his shoulder and looked at the Flowing Gold Warrior, speaking lightly, "You should know, a thousand years ago I could kill you. Today, I can as well."
"You should also understand," A dark red bloodlight shimred on the blade in the Flowing Gold Warrior’s hand, "A thousand years later, tonight is not the sa as before."
Watching the bloodlight gradually appear on the Flowing Gold Warrior’s weapon, Zhang Yue was slightly taken aback.
That skill... it didn’t seem to be his own.
’Is this so unique skill the guy invented after occupying my body?’
Sure enough, the next mont, when the Flowing Gold Warrior attacked Zhang Yue again, Zhang Yue could no longer preemptively predict his moves.
Of course, even so, it wasn’t easy to control Zhang Yue completely.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Using extre footwork to dance around him, Zhang Yue seized openings to launch counterattacks.
Under the gaze of billions of eyes around the world, the two great fighters put on an ultimate combat feast.
To ordinary people, it looked like gods fighting.
Every fra of the battle made people hold their breath.
At this mont, even the chat barrage stopped.
No one had ti to post ssages; everyone focused intently on the livestream.
BOOM!
With a trendous crash, under the violent collision of magical and physical brilliance, Zhang Yue and the Flowing Gold Warrior were both blasted back.
The next mont, at the Flowing Gold Warrior’s command—
ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!
The Three Main Gods erupted with earth-shattering might, splitting into three different directions and simultaneously attacking Zhang Yue.
At the sa ti, on the other side—
Taking advantage of Zhang Yue holding the Three Main Gods’ attention, Chen Zijin, cloaked in invisibility, silently approached the other side where the Hell Familiar Golia was battling the professionals of various nations.
Having been revived five tis already, the Hell Familiar only grew more ferocious each battle.
Under its slaughter, elites from many nations fell one after another.
"Damn! A King-level Boss is too strong!"
"Even after being killed so many tis, its strength hasn’t diminished at all!"
"If it just touches you, it one-shots. Its damage is too high; I can’t even get close to it!"
Just as the nations’ elites were at a loss against the Hell Familiar—
WHOOSH!
A black shadow, fast as lightning, streaked through the crowd and charged straight at the Hell Familiar.
The Hell Familiar, enjoying rciless slaughter, detected Chen Zijin approaching from behind thanks to a King-level Boss’s incredible senses.
WHOOSH!
Its body went into an untargetable phasing state, letting Chen Zijin pass right through.
Seeing a human pass through its body, Golia’s single eye flashed a hint of contempt, "Tricks of a petty bug."
Saying that, the Hell Familiar waved and flung a magic orb that struck Chen Zijin.
Unexpectedly, Chen Zijin, hit by the orb, vanished from the spot.
"What?"
As the Hell Familiar reacted, Chen Zijin ended her phase and launched a surprise attack from behind during the mont it initiated its assault.
SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!
A lightning-fast offense pierced through the Hell Familiar’s body.
Hit after hit, its health bar was gradually eroded.
After a round of attacks, the Hell Familiar’s HP visibly dropped a small portion.
Even that small portion of damage made the nearby professionals feel ashad.
After all, even if they joined forces, they couldn’t cause that kind of damage.
"Indeed, just petty tricks."
Using shadow-clone tactics to draw the Hell Familiar’s attention, then passing through its body to strike from behind, Chen Zijin had completed a successful ambush.
When she flickered to the Hell Familiar’s front, Chen Zijin looked at it and smiled faintly, "But it’s more than enough to deal with you."
In Golia’s eye, which radiated endless murderous fla, a thick killing intent arose, "Then let’s see how much you can do."
No sooner had the words left than Golia gathered ball after ball of magic between its hands and continuously bombarded Chen Zijin from range.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
At that mont, Golia seed to have beco a magical artillery battery, endlessly firing molten fireballs.
Chen Zijin, however, dodged with speeds the cara couldn’t catch, precisely avoiding the Hell Familiar’s attacks again and again.
The viewers outside the stream were dumbfounded.
["So fast!"]
["Can’t believe this is a Legendary-class professional. That reaction speed rivals myth-class professionals!"]
["Slow down, I’m getting motion sick..."]
Speed is an assassin’s advantage.
On the Shadow Dancer, that advantage has been refined into explosive output.
Each flicker that seed like an evasion was actually an attack. Every movent of Chen Zijin chipped away at the Hell Familiar’s HP bit by bit.
Her incredible technique and reflexes left everyone in awe again.
["This Shadow Dancer and Necromancer both play so flashy. In your Dragon Country terms, they’re a pair of hidden dragons and phoenix chicks!"]
["Who’re you cursing? ’Hidden dragons and phoenix chicks’ is an insult, you know?"]
["...Dragon Country’s culture is profound and vast..."]
On the field, seeing Chen Zijin going all out to attack the Boss, the professionals didn’t sit idly by.
"Let’s go together, kill the Boss in one push."
"But every ti we kill it, it revives."
"Then it revives once, we kill it once, until it can’t revive anymore."
Facing the mont of humanity’s shared survival or doom, every professional still alive joined the fight.
Their support eased the pressure on Chen Zijin considerably.
United, the world’s elites steadily suppressed the Hell Familiar.
On the other side, the battle was also intensely fierce.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The God of Malevolence transford into an artillery platform, using nine cannon mouths to continuously fire shells.
Zhang Yue dodged the God of Malevolence Motan’s attacks while closing in to brawl with the Manifested Ghost Swordsman incarnation of the God of Wrath Jie’e, all while parrying surprise strikes from the God of Desire Wuen behind.
One man single-handedly held off the Three Main Gods, not wavering in the least.
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