Chapter 422: Invincibility is also a kind of loneliness

The entire world was struck into silence by the offensive of Basta; at this moment, Tianjing Mecha fell into absolute stillness. They had never seen such an attack, and what was even more terrifying was that after exerting such a level of consumption, Basta was actually still holding on. His Flowing Heart Martial Soul seemed to possess a source of endless power, showing absolutely no signs of decline. How long had this been going on? And what kind of power could sustain such a magnitude?

Clang.

Basta, like a Wolf King, landed while piloting the Underworld Fire Fighter. The radiance on his body dissipated in an instant, and the color drained from Basta's face. He opened his mouth, unable to even breathe; his heart pounded like thunder, and it was only after several seconds that he regained his breath, like the first gulp of air for a drowning man.

No aura.

Did he do it?

He did it!

He finally defeated that man!!!

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds...

Time had never felt so long. The Martian audience at the scene could finally no longer hold back. They had already spread their arms, and just as they were about to leap up, a golden light shot into the sky, and the Black Night Saber floated out from the crater along with the golden light.

Thud, thud.

The Black Night Saber landed on the edge of the crater; its left arm was gone, and the surface of the mecha was in tatters.

Not dead yet?

How is he still not dead!

The fiery Huonan was about to explode, "Don't stop, keep attacking, keep attacking! Those who talk too much are just supporting characters. Strike while the iron is hot, finish him off, don't give him a chance to catch his breath!"

Almost simultaneously, Basta launched his attack. The dark purple flames ignited once more, and the Underworld Fire Fighter lunged at the Black Night Saber with all its might.

The Black Night Saber unleashed a Blood Moon Sweep, and a golden light exploded; it was the very ultimate move that had defeated the Heavenly King Fan Liwei.

Undying Slash—Reverse Flow Two-Direction Blade.

The attacking Underworld Fire Fighter stopped instantly, switching from offense to defense, with its Underworld Blade crossed in defense.

Boom.

The light and flames burst forth, and the Underworld Fire Fighter was sent flying back more than thirty meters by the impact. Amidst the roaring of the engine, it forcefully braked its momentum.

He blocked it, the Wolf King blocked it!

The entire arena immediately erupted with cheers. This was the ultimate move that had defeated the Heavenly King Fan Liwei, and it had been defended against by Basta!

"Basta's Dual Blade Style, and he can fight with both hands independently, it's perfect for unleashing this Reverse Dual-Directional Force!"

"The Black Night Saber is reaching its limit. If Basta persists a little longer, he should be able to do it!"

"God, is Basta about to be deified!"

"Is this for real? I always thought Li Ge was invincible. Haha, turns out he has weaknesses too. The Wolf King's preparations were too thorough!"

"Li Hao is too arrogant. He is indeed quite strong, but this is no longer the era where he dominated."

"Tianjing Mecha is a bit unlucky, running into Romero and Fan Liwei one after another. Their trump cards are exhausted; even if they lose, they lose with honor. Their moves have all been studied through."

Xilian, Maxis, and Chao Qinglong remained silent, their expressions not even flickering.

"What is Li Hao doing!" Ye Tong said indignantly, "What kind of fight is this!"

"Little Tong, stay calm. Second Brother is just enjoying this rare battle," Aofei said. "Your thoughts are not his thoughts."

"Enjoying?" Ye Tong was caught between laughter and tears. "He might be able to hold on, but the mecha can't! Is there any way to enjoy it like this? It's infuriating. If he loses this, I'm going to scold him to death!"

Chao Qinglong shook his head helplessly, a hint of doting on his face. "You silly girl, the real match has only just begun. Being invincible is also a kind of loneliness."

777.

On the battlefield, the Black Night Saber did not pursue. Instead, the mecha gave a light shake, shedding the rubble from its body. It moved its limbs, sensing the condition of the frame, and the Blood Moon pointed at Basta, "You can't hold on much longer. Whatever other tricks you have, bring them out, otherwise I'm going to stop being polite."

777.

What does that mean?

All the Martians were dumbfounded, and the next moment they were beyond furious. What the hell is this, is that even human language? Is he even human?

"Damn, is this guy a 'Mouth-Strong King'? He's in such a sorry state, yet he's still acting so cocky!"

"Damn it, if he can turn this around, I'll jump off Mount Olympus!"

"Finish him off, Wolf King, don't show any mercy, kill him!"

"He's at his wit's end. His greatest ultimate move was blocked. In terms of technique, the Wolf King can completely withstand it, and in terms of power, he has a 100% advantage. One more wave, and he's finished!"

The eyes of the whole world were on Basta. It was clear that in terms of attack magnitude, Basta had already surpassed Li Hao. The question was, could he use it one more time?

Basta closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Purple flames burned, and following that, a subwoofer sound appeared on the scene.

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Secret Martial Sect Potential Breathing Method—Thunder Beetle!

In the operations room, the Warriors of Fire God Academy had grave expressions. In fact, the expressions of the entire Fire God Academy had suddenly become incredibly ugly. As disciples of the Secret Martial Sect, they naturally knew of the famous Thunder Beetle Breathing Method. Among methods that overdraw potential, it was the most tyrannical. Not to mention the difficulty of practicing it, even if it were easy, no one would want to use it. If one were not careful with this thing, their heart would explode. The overdraft of power was too great; the light consequence was paralysis, the heavy was death. It could not be used unless it was the final life-or-death moment.

Why would Basta, who was in an absolute position of advantage, do this?

Could it be that the power of the Flowing Heart Martial Soul had reached its limit???

But the Heavenly Wolf Soul had already appeared, and the Thunder Beetle Breathing Method was still continuing; the Heavenly Wolf light-shadow was twisting and struggling.

77777.

He was going to use even greater power, just to defeat such a crippled mecha in front of him?

"Is Basta crazy? Has he given up on what comes after?"

"He could have won just by using the Flowing Heart Martial Soul one more time. Why do this? This is too crazy."

"Even if he defeats Li Hao by using the Thunder Beetle, what's the point? There are only five days of rest before the semi-finals; he definitely won't be able to recover. Is he giving up on winning the championship?"

"Wow, wow, wow, what is he doing? Why is he so hot-headed?"

Basta's pupils contracted violently. The bone-chilling pain could not shake his will in the slightest. The final moment had finally arrived.

Five years ago, he fell. Five years later, he would never allow that to happen again. Tianqi, someone had to stand up and defeat him.

Roar.

Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon. How lonely and persistent this sound was, filled with a determination to die. Facing him, there would be no more chances for luck.

The Underworld Blade roared, all its power instantly contracting and condensing on the surface of the mecha; it was the suffocation before a storm, and the battlefield was plunged into a dim darkness.

The center of the Black Night Fighter lowered, its only remaining right hand gripping the Blood Moon in reverse, its body twisting; the golden radiance that had covered it faded from the mecha, leaving only the Blood Moon still shimmering with golden light.

In the Galaxy Center, the livestream room, and all the military academies on Mars and Earth, everything went quiet; this was the final decisive battle, and everyone held their breath. At this moment, Lang Wang Basita had reached an unprecedented peak—how could this be blocked?

For Tianjing Martial Arts, the moment of destiny had arrived. If Li Hao failed, it would not just be a defeat; it would be the collapse of the entire Tianjing Team's confidence. They had always been able to create miracles because they believed in miracles—what if the miracle fell?

Lang Wang Basita launched his attack, staking everything on it.

The Underworld Fire Fighter ejected with a Flash Strike, its twin blades roaring out; at the same time, the massive Sky Wolf radiance was actually launched as well.

The surrounding buildings were cracked one after another by the shockwaves. At this moment, two tangible shockwaves tore through Space Ability and charged straight at the Black Night Fighter. This was absolutely impossible to block!!!

And at this very moment, the roaring Sky Wolf light and shadow actually condensed into a shockwave with even more intense fluctuations, killing toward the Black Night Saber.

Secret Martial Sect Three-Blade Style—Dividing the World into Three!

Space Ability was sliced by the three blades; there was nowhere to hide, and it was impossible to resist. The entire Solar System was shaken by the power of Lang Wang Basita. Such a Basta was invincible!

In the livestream room, the fiery Huonan knelt on the ground, raising his hands high to pay silent tribute to his War God. An epoch-making strike from this man called Basta.

Facing such an impossible-to-block attack, the Black Night Fighter seemed stunned, hesitating for a moment, just as the Dividing the World into Three was about to engulf it.

Clang.

A crisp sound of breaking through the air appeared abruptly, and the world seemed to stand still.

What was this?

In an instant, everyone's brains stopped. At this moment, it felt as if touch had vanished, smell had vanished, and hearing had vanished too.

The next moment, when everything recovered, a deafening roar like a mountain collapsing and a sea churning resounded throughout the world, followed by a golden flash that exploded.

In an instant, that flickering arc of light caused everyone to lose their vision, and only the next moment came the roar that shattered eardrums. Countless people covered their ears as the heavens shook and the earth quaked.

After a long while, the battlefield returned to calm, and the radiance subsided.

The dim sky that had originally shrouded the battlefield had become bright and clear; the clouds in the air had been parted down the middle, and with the Black Night Saber as the axis, the world was divided into two.

Crack, crack, crack.

Basta's Underworld Fire Fighter was neatly split into two from the middle, sparks flying everywhere. Boom.

A brilliant spark in a calm world.

Thump, Huonan sat down on the ground with a thud, his gaze dull, his face showing a numbness and bewilderment born of despair. Where am I, and what am I doing?

His final hope, Basta, had fallen.

"The bright moon hangs in the sky, the Sky Wolf howls; this blade's elegance in dividing the world into two—Basta does not lose unjustly," Kuangwu Daren said piously and calmly.

At this moment, Basta looked at the black-and-white screen, his hands pressing hard against his uncontrollably trembling legs, his mind a blank slate.

After a long while, the referee finally reacted, "The fifth match, Tianjing Martial Arts Li Hao wins!"

The audience at the scene was also still shocked by this power, and only after a few seconds did they react. Won?

He actually won? Facing the Wolf King's Three-Blade Style that had broken through his limits, he actually won???!

The Martians at the scene were all bewildered, and then, not knowing why, tears began to fall. Intertwined with the irrepressible carnival of the Earthlings, it formed a scene of both sorrow and joy. Although the battle was not yet over, the Earth audience at the scene could no longer control their emotions, waving their arms in a frenzy and shouting wildly. At this time, the Tianjing Martial Arts campus had long since become an ocean of carnival, the cheers rushing straight to the heavens, wanting the entire Tianjing to hear this man's name.

The strongest Martian had fallen.

The myth of Tianjing Martial Arts continued, and the myth of that person was still moving forward!

The team battle was coming.