180: Who Says Ancient Techniques Are Not as Good as Technology

Chapter 179: Who says Old Arts are inferior to technology

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting down thousands of holy rays, and a gentle breeze blew, putting people in a pleasant mood.

However, this peaceful and serene morning was shattered by a great battle.

In the center of the battlefield, there were six figures; wherever they passed, rocks shattered and trees collapsed, the immense destructive power astonishing to behold.

"Clang!"

Tang Ruyi slashed her blade, forcing back the woman entangled before her, then without hesitation, she turned and drew her blade, striking the man's mechanical arm and sending a shower of sparks flying.

Such a strong and fierce attack allowed her to take the upper hand.

Jie'an and Lilia took the opportunity to distance themselves from Tang Ruyi, standing together with heavy expressions on their faces.

They put away their contempt, treating the matter seriously and daring not to be the slightest bit careless.

This was a life-and-death battle; how could it be child's play?

Jie'an's mechanical arms rotated, spinning faster and faster, while simultaneously emitting the buzzing sound of electric currents.

A bowl-sized ball of lightning energy formed between his arms, the terrifying energy causing the surrounding space to distort.

This was an electromagnetic energy cannon; its lethality was immense, no less than a small artillery shell.

Furthermore, the electromagnetic energy cannon could concentrate its energy, unlike a shell that would scatter widely.

Jie'an's silver hair danced in the wind, his face slightly contorted, and the electromagnetic energy cannon became even more solidified.

Feeling stifled by Tang Ruyi's pressure, he used his ultimate move right from the start, intending to decide victory, defeat, and life or death in a single strike!

Lilia stood beside Jie'an, placing a hand on his shoulder, with energy continuously pouring into him.

Tang Ruyi narrowed her eyes; despite the electromagnetic energy cannon being only the size of a bowl, this thing already posed a mortal danger to her. If she were the slightest bit careless, she would be buried here today.

"Boom!"

He raised his mechanical arms high above his head and swung them down with force, smashing the electromagnetic energy cannon fiercely toward Tang Ruyi.

Tang Ruyi remained expressionless and calm as she unleashed an Ancient Battle Skill.

Homecoming Blade - Concealment!

A phantom of a Tang blade, several hundred meters long, slowly appeared behind her. As soon as it emerged, the rampant blade intent carved deep trenches hundreds of meters long into the rocky ground.

In this realm, various elements became chaotic, and all sorts of lights emerged.

Facing the threat of death, Tang Ruyi gave her all.

Her months of hard training beneath the Heavenly Abyss had not been in vain; the lethal move of Homecoming Blade - Concealment was executed perfectly.

The Ancient Battle Skill was world-destroying, even if it was only the first move.

The first major collision between Ancient Battle Skill and technology; which was stronger would soon be revealed.

The space between the two was enveloped in a ball of white light, and in just a few seconds, the white light instantly covered a radius of three miles.

Within the white light, nothing could be seen, and nothing could be heard.

Xu Jingzhe and the three from Barrell's side had to quickly retreat from the battlefield, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

Ten minutes later, the white light gradually dimmed, and the people of Tark City could see the scene clearly.

Desolation!

Dead silence!

The area scorched by the white light looked as if it had been weathered by frost and wind for a thousand years; the rocks had turned to grit.

With a single strike, it was truly terrifying.

In the center of the battlefield stood three people: two men and one woman.

Tang Ruyi, Jie'an, and Lilia.

All three stood straight, and it was impossible to tell for the moment who had won or lost.

"Pfft!"

Just then, Tang Ruyi spat out a mouthful of blood, her aura instantly wilting.

She leaned on her Tang blade, her body trembling as she barely managed to keep herself from falling.

Xu Jingzhe's breath hitched; he couldn't believe it. Had the formidable Tang Ruyi really lost?

Was the Ancient Battle Skill... truly inferior to technology?

"Ha... Hahaha... Hahahaha..."

Barrell looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter extremely arrogant; the meaning behind it was self-evident.

Technology is the future!

"Ancient Battle Skills are nothing more than this."

Barrell roared, his voice carrying for several miles, and everyone on the ramparts of Tark City heard it.

For a moment, the contestants from Adam City and Eve City became rowdy.

"Ancient Battle Skills are nothing more than this!"

"What Ancient Battle Skill? It's just a petty trick that can't be brought to the table."

"Hahaha... Pitiful and sad. I wonder what these people living like cowards in Tark City are still expecting?"

The top teams from Pangu City and Eve City had not yet arrived; these were the strongest people that the teams who had entered the city early were looking forward to.

They firmly believed that the Old Arts were not inferior to technology.

The sky was filled with jeers, deafening to the ears.

But at this moment, Tang Ruyi forced herself to gather her strength.

She pulled out her Tang blade and walked, leaving one footprint after another.

Every step she took was very slow, requiring a full ten seconds or more before she could set her foot down.

Everyone's gaze was drawn to Tang Ruyi, because the direction she was walking in was exactly toward Jie'an and Lilia.

One step, two steps, three steps...

No one knew what she meant.

Finally, under the gaze of everyone, Tang Ruyi walked to the side of Jie'an and Lilia.

Then, she extended a middle finger and lightly tapped it on Jie'an's forehead.

In an instant, Jie'an's body turned into countless chunks of flesh, which plopped onto the ground, becoming a pile of mush.

The movement caused by Jie'an's body affected Lilia's body; her body likewise turned into countless chunks of flesh.

Within the meat paste, the cold-glinting alloy was exceptionally eye-catching.

On the ramparts of Tark City, there was silence, where even a falling needle could be heard.

How... is it possible?

"Who says Old Art is inferior to technology!"

Tang Ruyi's voice rang out, neither loud nor soft.

Facing the direction of Tark City, she seemed to be provoking those who looked down on the Old Arts.

"Go to hell!"

Just then, Barrell rushed toward Tang Ruyi with monstrous killing intent.

However, how could Xu Jingzhe let him succeed? Stepping with the Celestial Maiden's Drunken Steps, he stuck to Barrell's side and smashed his fist down!

"Koreichev, that person is left to you. Even if we go to hell together, we must preserve the honor of the Daba Team!"

Barrell was nearly insane, trading blow for blow with Xu Jingzhe, exchanging injury for injury.

The entire Daba Team could die... but they could not die so miserably.

If they were going to die, they had to take these two with them.

The honor of the Daba Team will last forever!

Xu Jingzhe's eyes were cold, his heart even colder, like a rock.

He utilized all the energy in his cells, pushing his speed to the limit, dragging Koreichev in, fighting two against one.

The three fought without regard for life or death, the battlefield expanding rapidly. Rocks shattered, ancient trees snapped, and as they fought into the mountains, the people on the ramparts of Tark City could no longer see the fighting scene.

Contestants from Adam City and Eve City jumped off the walls one after another, following the battlefield, looking forward to this fight.

If Barrell won, it would mean technology had regained a point, and it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

After all, there is a probability for everything, isn't there?

The contestants from Nüwa City and Pangu City looked embarrassed; no one dared to leave Tark City.

It's easy to leave the city, but hard to enter.

If they left Tark City because of a battle, perhaps... they would never be able to come back.

On the ramparts, Qin Shuang arrived late, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.

It was him, it really was him.

He wasn't dead; he had come back!

She knew... he would definitely come back.

In her heart, she firmly believed that he was not dead!