Chapter 660: First Battle

The first battle is about to begin, please take your positions.

This small-scale duel has no restrictions on the arena size; you can start fighting right where you are.

The first match is between Shen Chuo and the companion who has played for four million years; Xiao Feng and Super-Dimensional Machine Soldier No. 17 do not participate, so both of them have been set to a 'no-attack' status, unable to use attack skills.

At the same time, they were given an invincible buff, so they wouldn't be hurt by the AoE of the two combatants.

There were no stands or spectator seats; as a spectator, Xiao Feng used the Wind-Control Technique to fly up in place, floating in midair to watch the show.

Super-Dimensional Machine Soldier No. 17 emitted a circle of magnetic ripples from its body, also rose up, and floated in midair.

"Who do you think will win between the two of them?" Xiao Feng wondered curiously.

The companion girl can clear the 1000th layer of the Heavenly Tower; her strength is beyond doubt.

But Shen Chuo also gave him an unusual feeling—he possessed King-God equipment in hand, had a profound understanding of the game, hadn't challenged the Heavenly Tower for several months, and believed clearing seven or eight hundred layers would be easy; he might even have the strength to assault the 1000th layer.

Super-Dimensional Machine Soldier No. 17 said in a cold, mechanical voice: "Shen Chuo will surely lose; among the players, no one is her match, now and in the future."

"Oh? So certain? What was the situation when you previously fought her?" Xiao Feng exclaimed.

He knew that Super-Dimensional Machine Soldier No. 17 had been beaten once by the companion girl, but the details were unclear.

The robot showed little emotional fluctuation, merely replying: "She has a ninth-tier talent. Ninth tier means invincibility."

Ninth-tier talent…

Invincible?

Then wouldn't there only be one ninth-tier talent in this world?

Otherwise, how could it be invincible?

If there were even one more ninth-tier talent, there would be a win or loss; it wouldn't be completely invincible!

"Do you know her well? Who exactly is she?" Xiao Feng couldn't help but ask.

Machine Soldier No. 17 firmly denied, saying: "I don't know her; I only came into contact with her this time when I came to the Heavenly Tower. However, the ancient ancestor once instructed our Super-Dimensional Machine Soldier work group when the server launched, saying that in this virtual world, there are four beings that must absolutely not be offended, and she is one of them."

"Four people? Then what about the other three? Could they also be that strong?" Xiao Feng grew more curious the more he listened.

He knew that the game's core server was the ancient ancestor of the Mechanoid race; that ancestor had given instructions to these elite Mechanoid players when the server opened, apparently knowing the backgrounds of those four players.

Surely it's because they cannot be provoked in the real world, so he said that.

Super-Dimensional Machine Soldier No. 17 replied: "The ancient ancestor forbids speaking of them to others; I can only tell you that these four beings are extremely terrifying, whether in the virtual world or the real world. When you encounter them, you will naturally know."

Xiao Feng: ……

Hearing your words is like hearing words.

After chatting a few sentences with this robot, it seemed I understood something, yet also seemed to have gained no information at all—purely a waste of breath.

However, Machine Soldier No. 17 still left a decent impression on him—not as overbearing as No. 22, emotionally calm, able to communicate normally.

At this moment, the two combatants had already taken their stances.

Shen Chuo wore a plain sword robe, with a treasure sword on his back, which he was slowly drawing, gripping it in his hand.

His sword lacked the flamboyance of the Flying Sword that Slays the Heavens; it looked simple and unadorned, as if forged from ordinary steel.

However, the long sword's shape was still cool—narrow and slender, about ninety centimeters long, with a gleaming edge, exactly like the wandering knight's sword in Xiao Feng's impression.

After drawing the sword, Shen Chuo's aura became completely different from before; the low-key, steady feeling vanished, replaced by an un concealable sharpness, as if a divine sword polished for a hundred years had finally been unsheathed, eager to tear apart the heavens!

That aura—unstoppably sharp!

Meanwhile, opposite him, the black-clad girl standing thirty meters away was much more plain.

She held no weapon in her hands, merely standing casually; she looked not like she was fighting, but like she was strolling in her own backyard. That casual, relaxed demeanor only added to the sense of her being unfathomable, impossible to gauge her depth.

"Miss Chen, please give me your guidance!" Shen Chuo said, clasping his fist in greeting while holding his sword.

The black-clad girl said lightly: "After being beaten by me, you still dare to draw your sword—your courage is commendable."

"The way of the sword and the sword heart cannot be bent; even if you seek revenge, I will still not hold back in this battle. If I win, I will naturally be pleased. If I lose…… I'll at least get one less beating offline, which isn't a loss." Shen Chuo replied.

Those words sounded as if he were fearless and unstoppable.

But to Xiao Feng's ears, it carried a strong sense of grievance; he obviously harbored deep resentment toward "Miss Chen," that offline bully who retaliates against others.

This isn't his fault; anyone who had been beaten and hospitalized for over twenty days would feel terrible inside.

Upon hearing Shen Chuo's words, the black-clad girl's mouth twitched slightly; she wanted to laugh but held it back.

She said: "Little brat…… forget it, this time I won't hit you; go ahead and unleash your full strength. If you can defeat me, perhaps I can grant you a great opportunity."

Having said that, she took her stance,

indicating that the opponent could make a move.

"Haha, forget the opportunity; just help me pay the hospital bills."

Shen Chuo laughed loudly and immediately launched an attack.

He swung his long sword sideways.

Hum!

Like a dragon's long chant, the blade emitted a prolonged wail.

In an instant, Shen Chuo's aura surged; although he was only level 305, it seemed as if he had stepped into the realm of the Chief God at that moment, giving a tremendous sense of oppression!

"The Taihuang Divine Sword! His weapon is the perfect Chief God artifact, the Taihuang Divine Sword!" Super-Dimensional Machine Soldier No. 17 recognized it at once.

Xiao Feng showed surprise: "A perfect Chief God artifact? How can his level allow him to equip it?"

Shen Chuo has no "virtual level"; 305 is just 305, and he fundamentally lacks the qualification to wear equipment above Chief God tier.

Super-Dimensional Machine Soldier No. 17 explained: "He must have inherited some swordsmanship lineage, just as I inherited the Destroyer profession, allowing him to use higher-tier equipment across levels. However, limited by his strength, the power of the perfect Chief God artifact cannot be fully unleashed."

"What?" Xiao Feng blinked in surprise upon hearing that.

The meaning is that they both possess some powerful inheritance, and both have equipment surpassing the perfect Chief God artifact?

As for him, Xiao Feng himself, he doesn't have any?

This damn…

I've offended you!

While he was still shocked, Shen Chuo had already struck.

His figure flashed, he rushed forward with a quick step, and the Great Wild Divine Sword in his hand burst forth a three-zhang sword aura, straight toward the black-clad girl.

This girl surnamed Chen had no intention of dodging; she simply calmly raised her fair hand to block it.

Bang!

The sword qi struck her hand, actually erupting with a booming sound.

-1,280,000

A damage figure popped up above the girl's head; it looked not weak, but for her health bar, it was insufficient.

Shen Chuo attacked quickly; before his first sword even landed, he had already sent out the second.

In the field, sword qi crisscrossed, each possessing over 10 billion damage of destructive power, but due to the opponent's extremely high damage reduction, it could only exert a one-ten-thousandth effect.

The two clashed, one moving, one still.

Shen Chuo became an unparalleled swordsman, his divine sword waving out hundreds of thousands of sword qi, his momentum like a rainbow, like a raging dragon stirring the seas, unstoppable once unleashed.

Xiao Feng didn't know how formidable the Perfect Main Divine Artifact was, but merely feeling the energy intensity of each of his sword strikes gave him a sensation no less than the difficulty of a 740-layer challenge!

(End of chapter)