1025: Chapter 1111: Tussle 1025: Chapter 1111: Tussle If destiny had a script, Earth would definitely be the most terrible playwright.
It likes to use coincidence and misdirection, leading chance, playing with inevitability, making everything head towards the most helpless, worst, luckiest, most dramatic directions…..
“…Sohow, sothing doesn’t seem right.”
This series of chance etings, from the beginning, made Lu Ping’an feel a bit numb.
But when Eve left and his plan unfolded as scheduled, everything seed to return to tranquility.
“Seventeen victories…”
This victory was not easy.
The Decree-level martial monks were not easy to deal with.
Their proficiency in “entangling” was frighteningly high.
This martial monk’s bizarre boxing directly led to the withering of Lu Ping’an’s Magical Vine…..
“…Is it death?
Or withering?”
“No, it’s ‘weeding’.
This poor monk is a wild monk, and my arch-enemy in life is a Gardener.”
Wild monks, those who deviated into the Abyss, are Avengers sworn to “vow to kill this person”.
This was not a good path because once the revenge succeeded, this highly committed profession would be discarded.
It’s very likely that “imbalance” ans Out of Control, and a professional’s loss of control is almost equivalent to death.
On the other hand, if he does not walk the path of revenge every day, his origin will punish him, making his life worse than death…
A “wild monk” is a heretical monk, an apostate, a renegade obsessed with the path of revenge.
“It seems I have so advantage….” Clearly, so abilities of this profession were definitely ineffective against Lu Ping’an.
Revenge often gets entangled with the “path of justice”.
Although it’s sowhat inconceivable, Lu Ping’an’s actions indeed matched the definition of “justice” in this world…
Most of the power of this system was aningless to him.
Lu Ping’an felt very subtle.
His opponent, realizing he could not win, conceded very straightforwardly, not appearing like a stubborn ghost of revenge at all.
“…..This is the photo and life history of my enemy.
If you encounter him there, please contact .
I will be sure to reward you handsoly.”
Saying this and looking at the booklet being passed over, Lu Ping’an had just opened the cover when he froze.
“Liu Zibei…”
Now, looking at the martial monk limping out of the combat arena, it felt even more subtle.
Lu Ping’an didn’t speak directly.
On one hand, he knew if he spoke up, he might cause serious harm to the other party; on the other hand, Lu Ping’an did not want to complicate matters further right now.
One chance eting could be a coincidence, but the second, the third…
Lu Ping’an couldn’t help but grow suspicious.
“…..Sothing feels off.”
But the following victories, the eighteenth, the nineteenth, and even more than thirty, Lu Ping’an won with ease.
He was looking for his target, but obviously, with many fellow travelers, competitors did not need to conceal their hostility.
“The Divine Blessing ‘Enter the Void’, indeed, has attracted too many competitors….”
The na was absurd, and so were the effects, but it wasn’t all that absurd…
In any case, it was a quality special ability that was sowhat useful but not enough to completely overturn a person’s capabilities.
Although “Enter the Void” sounded mystical, it actually allowed the user to temporarily enter a “Void Domain”, evading nearly all damage in those brief seconds.
Is it impressive?
Very.
But its cost-effectiveness is almost nonexistent.
The duration is not long, and you cannot take any action while in the state…
Your opponent might even wait for you where you’ll erge.
In this regard, it was obviously not as practical as the master-level Shrink Land, which allowed one to move unpredictably, bypassing the opponent’s attacks while being convenient for Fighters to control and use.
It might evade so special attacks that “Shrink Land” cannot, but in terms of ease of use…
Divine Grace is incomparable to one’s own abilities.
“But actually, it’s like throwing you into another dinsion…
No, more accurately, it’s using your hand to tear open space and duck into a higher dinsion.”
Divine Grace is a boon, a privilege bestowed upon the bearer, but the ultimate user is still the bearer himself.
If the ability was continuously used, it was equivalent to the possessor tearing through space themselves, leaping into a higher dinsion in that instant.
Obviously, this would be quite helpful to Lu Ping’an, a “Tar,” “Runner,” and practitioner of the spatial system, who was seeking breakthroughs.
In fact, treating it as a pri objective wasn’t exclusive to Lu Ping’an.
After all, there had been others who, with this Divine Grace, had achieved comprehensive breakthroughs before.
This was like after Big Cat’s downfall, people like Liu Zibei ca to scavenge for the legacy.
As long as they could find so “Divine Grace,” they naturally could grasp further opportunities for advancent.
Even disregarding the potential for developnt, considering just the practical value in combat, one could never have too many “invincible techniques.”
“This Deity really is generous enough to bestow Divine Grace of such rank so freely,” Old Qian exclaid with admiration, yet Lu Ping’an had entirely different thoughts.
The whole festival, with so many mid- to high-level Fighters dueling each other, was itself a manifestation of this Deity’s rules…
and all this was taking place within the Deity’s “Earthly Divine Kingdom.”
Clearly, It was gaining sothing from it all.
If It were truly losing out, It probably would have stopped long ago.
Lu Ping’an had asked Big Cat, but even she couldn’t explain this clearly…
obviously, it was a bit beyond them.
Progressing along the path was not easy.
“…
The competition is a bit too fierce.”
Even though he had braced himself ntally, Lu Ping’an still encountered too many obstacles along his way.
It was his first ti seeing such a mass of Decree-level Battle-professionals gathered, as if they were commonplace ordinary soldiers…
their fervent battles, bursting with fiery sparks, provided a feast for the eyes for the observing Lu Ping’an, who learned much.
Along the way, Lu Ping’an fought six battles, while his ally Xiao Mu fought eleven…
Although it was sowhat frustrating, it was clear they were realistically trying to pick on the easier targets.
After all, there was a rule that stated one must engage in battle periodically under the regular elimination system.
Xiao Mu’s performance not only smacked the faces of her opponents but also surprised Lu Ping’an.
“What exactly is her ability?
How can she win so easily?”
Lu Ping’an couldn’t sense the flavor of Decree from her, so in many instances, it was like a third-tier fighting a fourth-tier, and she won quite “easily.”
What he found most incredible was that he couldn’t “see” this reality.
It was just her small, quick steps and her little fists, punching one after another rapidly and simply.
Not fast, not fierce, with no apparent special powers, just “just right” moves that baffled Lu Ping’an.
“…
Forget it, it doesn’t matter.”
Lu Ping’an did notice that with every battle, the most nervous person was actually Old Qian watching from behind.
Fortunately, it seed that the old stagers who had lasted until now had basically secured their baseline Divine Grace, so there were no overly sharp conflicts of interest.
The fights still retained so boundaries, and the kid only suffered minor injuries, nothing so severe as to require recovery.
Lu Ping’an wasn’t in a rush.
He needed real combat to complete his tactics and fighting system, and it seed Xiao Mu was not in a hurry either, as she also appeared to be steadily improving through combat.
But as the “small fish” and “dium fish” exited the stage, those who remained in the arena weren’t easy to deal with anymore.
The frequency of battles began to decrease noticeably, but their intensity significantly increased with each fight.
In this process, Lu Ping’an could feel himself occasionally being “watched”…
Obviously, during this ti, Lu Ping’an’s performance still couldn’t move the picky Audience.
How did Lu Ping’an know?
“…
Xiao Mu got another Divine Blessing?
Is it really powerful?!
The fourth one now!”
Watching the little girl with hands on her hips, Lu Ping’an forced a smile to praise her while wondering, “Is this karma?” “Is this how others used to view ?”
“Uncle Su.
Keep working hard, keep striving, and you’ll definitely make it too,” she encouraged wholeheartedly with her big watery eyes.
Faced with her genuine encouragent and comfort, Lu Ping’an could only curse under his breath that the God of Martial Fight was probably truly blind, and he managed a bitter smile.
“Yeah, next ti, definitely.”
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