After Brage erupted with qi and blood, it also caused the mbers of the Nine Street Gang to feel a surge of pressure, but soon they each beca excited.
"What about the gray-clad demon?"
"Co on! Let show you what happens when you ss with our Nine Street Gang!"
The mbers of the Nine Street Gang, seeing the fighting spirit rising in Brage, were now full of confidence.
Although Brage was just a mid-level manager in the Nine Street Gang, he was reputed to be the number one below a Martial Artist within the gang. Despite failing to beco a Martial Artist once before, no one doubted Brage’s strength.
The reason why Brage was regarded by many in the Nine Street Gang as the number one below a Martial Artist was because he not only reached the Entering the Micro realm but also mastered three Martial Artist Level Martial Arts, one of which, Fierce Light Slash, he had honed to the Realm of Perfection.
Even for a real Initial Stage Martial Artist facing Brage, they wouldn’t dare to claim a sure victory. Wearing B1 Level Battle Armor, Brage was nearly invincible among Initial Stage Martial Artists.
Not to ntion ten prospective Martial Artists, even fifty attacking together would be courting death in front of Brage.
Seeing the two sides at a distance of less than fifty ters, they began firing at each other.
The super electromagnetic guns in the players’ hands had an extrely fast firing speed; even a prospective Martial Artist wouldn’t have ti to react at fifty ters, giving them a significant advantage in the shootout. However, because the super electromagnetic guns required power buildup and couldn’t fire continuously, once the first shot was dodged, they would have to face the Nine Street Gang’s frontal lee attacks, soon finding themselves in a passive position.
The Nine Street Gang mbers, wearing A6 Level Battle Armor, could hit with thousands of kilograms with ease, and their quick reflexes ant that Advanced Apprentice players could keep up, yet they were still beaten back steadily.
However, the players on site weren’t fools; seeing that they couldn’t confront them head-on, they chose to maneuver around, building up power while retaliating with the super electromagnetic guns.
For a ti, both sides fought back and forth, and the street was frequently lit up with brilliant glows; the sound of weapons clashing was incessant.
The fight between Brage and Ye Qinglu, in particular, left even Qin Mu and Hou Fei, who were watching from a distance, dumbfounded.
Brage, due to mastering a Martial Artist Level step technique, created two images in battle which made it hard for people to discern, and with a re horizontal slash of his B4 Level great sword, he could split a three-story building in two, like a monster.
However, the prospective Martial Artist Ye Qinglu wasn’t an ordinary one. The seven B2 Level arrows around him darted madly in every direction, attacking almost without pause. Coupled with the occasional Thunder Light attack, the terrifying speed and penetration power left even Brage, who had attained Entering the Micro realm, struggling to cope.
Because Brage was overwheld by Ye Qinglu’s arrow attacks, the rare chance he had to use his ultra-fast sword technique, Fierce Light Slash, was narrowly evaded by Ye Qinglu in the nick of ti.
Otherwise, the Realm of Perfection Fierce Light Slash had a force of over six thousand kilograms with a single stroke, which Ye Qinglu simply couldn’t withstand.
As ti passed, both sides grew more courageous in the fight, and casualties increased.
In less than two minutes, the players, who were initially fewer in number, had already been wiped out by more than ten. In contrast, on the Nine Street Gang side, apart from the initial ten caught off guard, only five had died subsequently, two of which were felled by Yiyi and Xiaoyuan’s frenzied attack using Thunder Light Palm when they found an opening.
But having used Thunder Light Palm to eliminate two mbers of the Nine Street Gang, several surrounding mbers took advantage of the opportunity, injuring one on the arm and another on the leg, significantly impacting the fight.
On the other side, Ye Qinglu, fighting Brage, also began to fall into a disadvantage.
The thod of manipulating arrows with power consud a lot of energy and wasn’t suitable for prolonged battles.
"You’re quite good; your attack thods, among the prospective Martial Artists I know, might rank among the strongest. To think you could fight with for so long. Unfortunately, without the assistance of B Level battle armor, after fighting for so long, you’re likely running out of energy. After this, it won’t take more than ten moves to determine the winner, and your comrades will all die here today," Brage said, admiringly, watching as the number of arrows Ye Qinglu controlled decreased, yet his great sword showed no sign of halting.
"The strongest?" Ye Qinglu looked at Brage, who spoke in Human Race language, with a faint smile on his lips, "When did I say this was my strongest technique?"
Before Brage could say anything, Ye Qinglu tapped into his remaining power.
Suddenly, six B2 Level arrows floated in front of Ye Qinglu, each pointed directly at the nearby Brage, less than ten ters away.
"Your monotonous attacks are useless against now," Brage, seeing Ye Qinglu about to use the Thunder Spear again, looked on with disdain.
With Thunder Spear combined with the frenzied attacks from other arrows, the threat was indeed trendous. But if it was just Thunder Spear alone, with the control provided by the Entering the Micro realm, he could predict the attack trajectory the mont Ye Qinglu fired, allowing him to evade easily.
"You won’t know until you try," Ye Qinglu replied with a smile.
As he finished, Ye Qinglu’s hands suddenly emitted a burst of Thunder Light, striking the six arrows hovering in front of him.
Thunder Light Third Form: Six Wheels!
A rapid series of Thunder Light Palms was unleashed, a sight that made Brage feel an unprecedented sense of death crisis, instinctively using Fierce Light Slash!
Boom!
Six scorching beams of light flashed and disappeared, and Brage flew back ten ters. The ground now bore two deep drag marks, and one B2 Level arrow stopped on the sword body of the B4 Level great sword, leaving a dent.
As for Brage, he was unhard, but there were several bright red scorch marks on his B1 Level battle armor, evidence that so B2 Level arrows had grazed him.
On the other side, Ye Qinglu was cleaved in half at the waist, clearly not long for this world.
"Madman! Truly a madman!" Brage cursed involuntarily, looking at the dying Ye Qinglu, "To kill , you were willing to trade your life, but do you really think such an unstable move could kill ?"
"Though I didn’t succeed, I’d say this isn’t a loss," Ye Qinglu comnted with a smile, closing his eyes as he looked at the disheveled Brage.
"Not a loss?" Brage glanced at the current battlefield.
Over thirty players had perished, yet strangely, despite being dead, they all bore smiles on their faces, seemingly a bunch of madn.
Adding the ten who suddenly died before, the Nine Street Gang only lost seventeen people. Not counting the initial ten, this battle was clearly a resounding victory for the Nine Street Gang, so how was it ’not a loss’ for these gray-clad demons?
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