Chapter 303: Champion Strength (Thanks to Boss Feng Shi for achieving the Golden Grand Alliance!)

The surrounding laughter and chatter also stimulated Zhou Naiyi and the others; it was a very complex feeling—shock, anger, and helplessness. Zhou Naiyi subconsciously looked toward the entrance; she needed Li Hao so much right now, but Li Hao was not there, and his Skynet was in a busy state. She knew Li Hao wanted them to face it themselves.

Wuzang stood up with a python-like roll, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and remained expressionless. The Titanium Blade in his hand was held horizontally once again, his pupils turning crimson. Opposite him, Jialina smiled and entered the Red Eye State.

Bang, bang.

The two lunged forward simultaneously, their Titanium Blades hacking wildly at each other, sparks flying everywhere. The blade light of the Titanium Blades gradually emerged. Wuzang began to exert force and attack frantically; he certainly had the foundation of the Wu Family. Jialina appeared relaxed on the surface, but was quite cautious when responding, neutralizing Wuzang's offensive one by one.

*Szzzt*—sparks flew everywhere.

With a Drag Blade Technique, Wuzang's Titanium Blade was pulled aside. Jialina's left hand thrust straight at Wuzang's eyes. As Wuzang leaned back, he kicked toward Jialina's head, but Jialina only feinted, giving a clear intention: as Wuzang performed the backward lean, he lunged forward directly and slammed his shoulder into him.

Bang.

Despite having the previous experience, that wave of Dark Strength still made Wuzang feel incredibly uncomfortable. The next second, the Titanium Blade shone brilliantly as he slashed over. Wuzang gritted his teeth, forcefully held his breath, and used his left hand to press against the back of the blade to block.

Clang.

The clothes on Wuzang's chest were slashed open, a bloodstain appeared, and he flew backward, *boom, boom*.

Two consecutive Mental Blasts followed, directly shattering the breath Wuzang was holding. A mouthful of turbid air was forced out, his face looked terrible, and his whole body trembled. A trace of disdain appeared at the corner of Jialina's mouth, and a lightning-fast slash followed, intending to finish Wuzang off directly.

Everyone present had sharp eyes; although they weren't sure what technique Jialina used, it was clear Wuzang couldn't handle it anymore.

Just at this moment, a whirlwind swept past, carrying a gust of wind that forcibly rolled Wuzang away against gravity, dodging Jialina's fatal slash.

Li Hao landed and quickly opened up the distance. His face was flushed, and he was panting in short breaths. The wound on his chest had split open and started to ooze blood. Li Hao touched it and tensed his muscles; that little injury was nothing, but a sense of helplessness rose in his heart. Dark Strength?

How could it be Dark Strength?!

Had the Baiwu Style reached such a terrifying level?

That's not right. The Baiwu Style focuses on weapons and is fundamentally incapable in internal cultivation. It isn't Dark Strength; then what is this internal vibration that is impossible to guard against?

Jialina spun his Titanium Blade in a flourish. "Li Hao, is that all you've got? So disappointing. How can you play in the S Tournament at this level?"

His heart was serious, but his mouth wouldn't stop attacking, crushing the opponent's confidence, hoping to make the other party never recover from this blow.

Aofei and the others were very anxious, but it was useless. Although Li Hao had Burning Will, Jialina surely had it too, and perhaps at a higher realm. Attempting to suppress an opponent with realm would only lead to a more miserable defeat.

Jialina was not in a hurry at all. "Whatever moves you have, use them. Let everyone see. Although I don't know by what standard you were invited to this exchange tournament, you should at least let us know if your opponents are worthy. Don't waste everyone's precious time."

Jialina's words made the faces of Ma Long, Zuo Xiaotang, and the others burn; he might as well have pointed at their noses and cursed. He was practically saying they weren't fit to be here at all.

Sheng Man, Tan Ziyuan, and Lu Lingxiao had felt like they were on vacation ever since they arrived on the Moon. Seeing top star players and goddesses from various federations, they were overjoyed. Only now did they realize that coming here wasn't for fun. Looking at the people around them, who looked at Tianjing Mecha as if it were a joke—in such a place, with such participants, why would the weak come here?

Is it a joke?

Li Hao was already the best of Tianjing Mecha, yet he was being suppressed like an opponent of a different tier.

Of course, people like Romero could also see that Jialina was doing this on purpose; he had been targeting them since choosing a duel instead of mechas.

The foundation of the Wu Family would be very strong in mecha combat; even if Jialina could win, it wouldn't be too easy. But in pilot duels, the advantage of the Golden Zone and tournament experience came out.

Of course, the Mars faction was happy to watch the Moon and Earth fight to the death. Actually, even though the Moon People were devious, they were still too gentle.

Li Hao took a deep breath, his expression grave. The blade in his hand was steady, but his mind was a blank slate. He knew many combat techniques, but he truly didn't know what to use, because his opponent knew everything he did. Being suppressed in the Golden Zone, and with an aura honed by long-term tournament experience that was stronger than his, this confidence was a suppression for him.

But he couldn't retreat at this time. If he couldn't defend, he had no choice but to go all out.

*Hum. *

The red in Li Hao's eyes began to intensify. With a low roar, the red light flame spread over his entire body, and he entered the Burning Will state directly.

Opposite him, Jialina smiled slightly. He already knew Li Hao's derivative ability was Wind; this kind of ability had to enter Burning Will to fully unleash its power. He wasn't as relaxed and carefree as he appeared, but he had to create that impression for his opponent.

He flourished his Titanium Blade, and with a *swoosh*, red light flames spread over his body. Jialina also entered Burning Will.

The aura of both sides suddenly became powerful, their momentum constantly colliding and climbing, competing for the initiative of suppression.

Li Hao's mindset adjustment was very strong; after entering Burning Will, he had already gathered his Qi and focused his attention to the maximum. However, Li Hao's momentum could never surpass Jialina's, and Jialina was steadily suppressing Li Hao, creating a pressure that gave him absolutely no chance.

Neither side moved. The pressure was entirely on Li Hao's side. If this situation didn't change, Li Hao would be completely withered by this stalemate.

This was a research result of the NUP: in Golden Zone confrontations, the psychological shadow caused by completely defeating an opponent lasted much longer and was more severe than in Regular Mode confrontations.

Li Hao's talent had already been revealed. Jialina's Thunder Vibration ability was impossible to guard against, yet Li Hao had actually managed to defend against such surprise attacks repeatedly. Not only that, in a situation where he couldn't judge, he dared to decisively abandon defense and risk his life. Once such a person grew up, that would be terrifying.

But not every good seedling could grow into a towering tree.

Since he had been discovered, Jialina would absolutely not let him go; he wanted to destroy his opponent from body to spirit!

Sweat dripped from Li Hao's forehead, but he didn't dare move at all. This stalemate was very unfavorable for him; his consumption was even greater than his opponent's. He didn't dare use Mental Blast because the opponent's proficiency and strength were higher. If he were careless and revealed a flaw while attacking, the consequences would be even more serious.

He had to forcibly break the deadlock!

The power of the Wind was strengthening. Whirlwinds began to appear around Li Hao, and they quickly became violent at a speed visible to the naked eye. He wanted to use his ability to forcibly tear open an opening.

Although he didn't know what Jialina's strange ability was, he couldn't wait any longer. Even though Hao Ge often said that a desperate gamble at such a time was useless, he had no other way.

*Roar. *

Under the terrifying enhancement of Burning Will, the power of the storm swirled around Li Hao. The Titanium Blade's blade light extended, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky. If Jialina didn't bring out something new, he clearly wouldn't be able to suppress him.

Everyone watched Jialina; everyone was very curious about the trump card of this main Vanguard of the Eternal.

This was the meaning of the exchange tournament: using one's limited output or the power of others to probe the opponent's bottom line.

*Pop. *

The aura of the standoff between the two sides was shattered. Wuzang was shrouded in a violent whirlwind. He had actually already undergone a great change; his power was compressed within a two-meter radius of his body, enhancing the core strength of his power as much as possible.

The Titanium Blade was slowly drawn back. At this moment, Wuzang was unstoppable. The hearts of Sheng Man, Ma Long, and the others were in their throats, their palms covered in sweat, especially Sheng Man and Tan Ziyuan. They never imagined that the battle would be like this—there was a sense of slaughter as if from a thousand armies.

With an explosive roar, Wuzang lunged forward. The Titanium Blade's light exploded, accompanied by the roar of the storm. He slashed out, moving forward without hesitation, like a giant dragon roaring; the blade technique and the ability were perfectly fused. This was Wuzang's most confident slash.

Just at this moment, Jialina made his move. The Titanium Blade contained the sound of thunder from the nine heavens, like the evening drum and morning bell, striking first by arriving later, cutting directly into the storm.

*Hum-boom. *

A heaven-shaking explosion rang out. The storm shattered, and a violent aura swept out; the entire training ground was shaking.

The next second, a figure flew backward like a cannonball, slamming directly into the wall more than ten meters away. With a muffled thud, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Everyone from Tianjing Mecha was dumbfounded, their faces showing anxiety... it was actually Wuzang!

Wuzang's left hand was twisted at an awkward angle, and his body slid down the wall without any resistance, falling to the base of the wall, motionless.

And in the center of the arena, Jialina sheathed his blade stylishly, standing proudly. What was Wind Force anyway!

His Thunder Blade is the most rigid and fierce; running into him, Wuzang is just unlucky!

Only five or six people could see that last strike clearly; the moment Wuzang felt the opponent make a move, he knew something was wrong—the opponent's Titanium Blade was crackling with constant thunder, and the power contained within it clearly exceeded his own, and that was while the opponent was using the same Zone Value. Wuzang had no way out, and he couldn't even afford the thought of retreating; Wuzang pushed his blade directly with his left hand, Wu Style Second Stage Cut.

Fight to the death with him!

But this desperate strike was shattered like dry wood, because Jialina was completely unfazed by such momentum; he came out of the Apocalypse, and he had long been accustomed to this kind of life-risking fighting style—desperation never solves problems.

A total collapse.

There was no luck involved; he simply couldn't win, was crushed head-on, and was beaten to a pulp.

"No way, is it over already? I haven't even warmed up yet," Jialina laughed. "I heard the Wu Family's fighting will is incomparably firm and tenacious; has it even been three minutes?"

Jialina wasn't finished yet; his goal hadn't been reached, so he looked at Wuzang, who was leaning against the wall, and laughed, "Just admit defeat, bow your head, and go back to practice properly. Staying here will only be more embarrassing; there are plenty of people here stronger than me."

Winning isn't the goal; the goal is to drive them away, and those who come out of the Apocalypse are also clever in this regard—they know very well when to use psychological strikes.

Zhou Naiyi and the others were truly furious; it's just a sparring match, is it necessary to push someone to death like this!

Aofei had already stopped Zhou Naiyi and shook her head, but she didn't step forward either; the opponent might have gone a bit too far, but in pilot duels, this counted for nothing. Even in some relatively less intense competitions in the past, verbal provocation was a Regular Mode tactic. If Zhou Naiyi and the others rushed up to stop it or even questioned him, they would truly be losing both the match and their composure.

Dignity and respect are won through fighting, not through reasoning.

In the current situation, no one can help; if Wuzang can fight, he fights, and if he can't, he has to bow his head and admit defeat—it's just that his skills are inferior to others!

Wuzang did not admit defeat but struggled to stand up. Jialina smiled and beckoned with his finger, "Oh, still got energy? You can't even stand steady; don't push yourself. If something happens to you, I won't be held responsible, and if you go to file a complaint, I'll be wronged."

Wuzang gritted his teeth; people of the Wu Family have always only died standing, never lived lying down. Perhaps they are blunt, perhaps they are not suited for this current era, but since one cannot choose their birth, then this is their fate for this lifetime.

He had accepted this fate a long time ago.

Wuzang took a deep breath, suppressed his churning blood, and since his Burning Will had already exited, he could only maintain his Red Eye State and charged up again.

Clang.

The Titanium Blade was blocked, and Jialina delivered a lightning-fast kick to the chest; Wuzang flew out at the sound of the impact.

"Give up, admitting defeat is just a matter of one sentence; don't make it so everyone can't step down, making it look like I'm bullying you," Jialina said "sincerely." The Moon's schools had long since surpassed the USE's Ancient Martial Arts School, and his performance could further prove this point. He couldn't help but tease Wuzang for a while before posting on his social media to show off.

Romero smiled, "When it comes to being shameless, you have to look at the Moon People. We are true villains, while they are hypocrites who speak so poetically."

"Wuzang's personality isn't very suitable for survival, which is why the Wu Family is getting worse and worse. I'm afraid he has never killed anyone; having only fighting intent without killing intent is completely insufficient."

Zhou Naiyi looked at Aofei; she respected Aofei very much, but she couldn't hold back anymore, "Senior Sister, if you don't stop this, something bad will happen!"

Why did Li Hao have to leave? Couldn't he take it slow?

Aofei looked at Zhou Naiyi as if she had insight into her thoughts and emotions, "Second Brother is here, so no one dares to cause trouble; that is why he must leave."

"But Wuzang, we aren't ready yet..." Zhou Naiyi wasn't a fool; she naturally knew that Li Hao hoped they would train and break through in such an environment, but they needed to be ready.

"You are facing the S Tournament, the Elites of the Apocalypse; there will never be a day when you are ready. If Wuzang falls here, it means he is only at this level, and you are the same," Aofei said without a ripple of emotion.

Without having experienced the training of the Apocalypse, one's cognition will be lacking; this level now is nothing compared to back then. It's not that Zhou Naiyi isn't excellent, but at a stronger level, relative excellence is meaningless.

Meanwhile, outside, Cheng Konghai was on a call with Li Hao, "Second Brother, Wuzang can't hold on much longer. Let me go; these bastards are bullying people too much."

(Regarding Wuzang, Zhou Naiyi, and the others, their setting is potential, but having not experienced the Apocalypse, they certainly have various shortcomings. However, a true Team Leader helps their brothers grow rather than nitpicking and replacing them; that is what villains do. In short, the more miserable they are now, the more passionate they will be in the future! Above:

1. Fart, it's about to get satisfying!

2. Training and growth, reasonable!)