Chapter 257

Main Text Chapter 257 Regrettable Defeat

Bang!

Boom!

Clang!

The Holy Spear General and the Dragon Blood War General clashed, sword shadows flickering and spear glints flashing, their dazzling light effects dazzling the eyes.

Neither side used any combat skills; Zhang Fan merely activated the "Sword Shocking Ten Thousand Jun" buff state, and they fought with full-screen martial arts techniques.

Lei Li Ao didn't activate any state either, yet could still hold his own against him.

When their weapons collided, both of their bodies were slightly shaken by the tremendous force, causing minor injuries.

Zhang Fan's head periodically showed three-digit damage numbers.

This kind of weapon collision differs from throwing skills; as long as you block it, the damage taken is relatively low, and combined with his Dragon Blood Warrior profession's naturally exaggerated defense, it's hard to see any health loss for a while.

Lei Li Ao's situation was similar; as a knight, his defense was extremely strong, with 23.6 million HP, and after fighting for a while he had lost less than 50,000.

Part of it was also due to the Wild Beast Battle Armor's damage reflection effect, which bounced back damage to him.

"Dragon Soul Slash!"

After a few minutes, Zhang Fan had warmed up; he raised his hand and diagonally slashed, his crimson greatsword sweeping out a fierce aura, cutting toward Lei Li Ao from three meters away.

This distance was hard to dodge, so Lei Li Ao simply didn't try; he braced with his left arm, his arm guard bursting with golden light, and bore the impact head-on.

-69,902 critical hit

A damage number floated up, and the players exclaimed in astonishment.

"Wow, strong! A skill that's obviously not an ultimate move actually dealt this much damage!"

"Too bad the opponent is a mythic boss; this damage still isn't enough to make a dent."

Facing a level 210 mythic boss, Zhang Fan's performance was still outstanding.

After taking a hit, Lei Li Ao also got serious, letting out a low shout: "Try catching one of my moves!"

After saying that, he flicked his spear, like a flood dragon leaping from the water, bringing forth a golden glow, and shot straight at Zhang Fan.

This strike Zhang Fan couldn't dodge either; the distance was simply too close.

He horizontally blocked with his greatsword.

Bang!

Amid the tremendous roar, his body was shaken back several steps, his head showing a -60,000 damage, while he reflected 50% of the damage back to Lei Li Ao.

Although it wasn't a critical hit, the damage was still high, fully displaying the mythic boss's attributes.

"What high damage!" Xiao Feng also seemed somewhat surprised.

Zhang Fan's move was clearly a "block," yet he still suffered severe injury.

If he had taken it head-on without any preparation, the damage would likely exceed 200,000, and a level 210 character with ordinary gear would probably be killed instantly.

"Again!"

After losing a bit of blood, Zhang Fan's fighting spirit was roused; he let out a low roar and charged forward, continuing the fierce battle.

Lei Li Ao was also getting fired up, and the two clashed again.

They fought in a melee, occasionally throwing out a few skills; the damage numbers weren't high, but the spectacle was extremely entertaining.

Xiao Feng watched, nodding repeatedly in admiration.

"This is what a real battle is!"

Compared to his arena battles with Sword Slaying the Heavens, exchanging moves and survival skills, this flesh-to-flesh, blade-to-blade close combat that sees blood is even more exhilarating.

He couldn't help but recall when he used to play as a tank.

Those days of stacking the thickest armor and taking the hardest hits... are gone forever.

The battle lasted a few minutes.

Suddenly, a dragon's roar shook the entire arena.

Zhang Fan's figure suddenly swelled, transforming into a three-meter-tall half-human, half-dragon warrior.

His attributes instantly surged; in dragon form, he had already reached his peak.

Boom!

The dragon-form sword came crashing down with heavy force, forcing even Lei Li Ao to retreat two steps.

In dragon form, Zhang Fan's damage taken is reduced by 50%, his attack power increased by 50%, and the power of his Dragon Blood Warrior profession's exclusive skills is doubled.

"Dragon Blood Awakening!"

One dragon form still wasn't enough; he also activated another fourth-tier transformation skill.

In an instant, his HP, which had dropped to just over 300,000, began to rapidly recover at a rate of 50,000 per second.

Every swing of his sword dealt over 100,000 damage to Lei Li Ao.

"Good kid, no wonder you're a friend of the Xiao Feng Warriors!" Lei Li Ao was temporarily suppressed and forced to adopt a defensive stance.

Bang bang bang

The two kept colliding, the arena floor constantly cracking and quickly repairing itself, the pace extremely fast.

"Dragon God's Wrath!"

Zhang Fan let out a low shout, leapt up with his sword, and a huge crimson dragon phantom appeared around him, wielding tremendous force as he fiercely brought it down.

This is his strongest skill, summoning a dragon god phantom to unleash a deadly strike.

Its damage coefficient reaches up to 2400%, ignoring all defenses, even stronger than a forbidden spell.

Boom!!!

The greatsword shook the spear aside and slashed into Lei Li Ao's body.

The rocks beneath the latter's feet shattered one after another, a spray of blood gushed from the wounded spot, and above its head appeared a huge 1270000 critical strike damage.

Hiss!

The players in the stands gasped.

One strike, over a million!

This isn't the damage of those freak players like Xiao Feng and Sword Slaying the Heavens; it's the genuine power of a hidden profession's ultimate skill.

But we need to check if it's a known term from the novel? Not sure. We'll treat as a name.

This strike almost represents the peak power a regular level 210 player can achieve.

This strike almost represents the peak power that a regular player can reach at level 210!

Although it couldn't instantly kill a mythic boss of the same level, it also meant it could be used as a finishing move to slay some wounded bosses.

"You're amazing."

Lei Li Ao

Though he had suffered considerable injury, he wasn't angry; instead, he spoke words of high praise.

After unleashing his ultimate, Zhang Fan remained in his dragon-human form and still had combat capability.

However, seeing that Lei Li Ao still had over 18 million HP, he already knew he had no hope of winning.

Lei Li Ao said, "To show respect, I'll also use my strongest skill—watch out!"

After saying that, he shook his spear, and golden light suddenly flared.

"War God Technique—Eight Wastelands Destruction!"

The golden light coalesced into a dragon shape, shot straight up into the sky, then let out a roar and dove down onto the earth.

This move is precisely the purified version of his signature ultimate "Black Dragon Wave" from when he previously transformed into an Evil Spirit General.

As the saying goes, purifying reduces power by three tenths, so this move's strength must naturally be... even stronger!

Boom!!

The dragon-shaped golden light crashed to the ground, and the entire arena trembled violently as if struck by a meteorite.

Crack~

The arena cracked open, the fissure spreading to the edges.

A shockwave swept outward; Zhang Fan couldn't stand firm, his whole body was blown away and slammed into the protective barrier.

-477188 - damage number.

-489102

A skill with two stages of damage, combined, instantly killed Zhang Fan, who had nearly recovered to full health.

"Wow, strong! This damage is something an ordinary person could never withstand!"

The spectators all gasped in amazement.

A level 210 mythic boss is terrifying; even with full mythic gear, even the high-tier hidden profession Zhang Fan couldn't withstand this damage, let alone an ordinary person.

Even if one is a knight, their defense wouldn't be much higher than that of a Dragon Blood Warrior profession; at most, their damage reduction skills are a bit better.

But facing such an ultimate, it's still hard to resist; unless a priest provides full buffs, death is certain.

Zhang Fan revived beneath the arena, suffering no loss.

Earlier, he hadn't activated the Wild Beast Battle Armor's active skill; otherwise, he wouldn't have died.

But knowing he was bound to lose, he couldn't be bothered to use his bottom-of-the-box skills; better to save the cooldown for when it's truly needed.

"1v1 arena battle, Lei Li Ao wins!"

The referee announced the battle result, and the arena's cracks gradually healed.

In the final tally of battle results, Zhang Fan's skill damage and reflection effects accumulated to an output of nearly 6 million.

As for Lei Li Ao, he only had less than 2 million.

Although the ultimate loser was Zhang Fan, judging purely by the numbers, his advantage was actually greater!

"Old Zhang can hold his own now; meanwhile, I'm the only useless one..."

After watching the battle, Li Li said softly.

Upon hearing that, Xiao Feng laughed loudly, "Whether it's weak or not doesn't matter; as long as the breasts are big enough, that's fine."

"Damn it!" Li Li raised his middle finger.

(End of chapter)