61: Chapter 61 Entering the Top 1000!

But that man's most elite troops had not yet moved.

The King of the Mountains.

A Tier 5 hero.

Standing fifty meters tall, he was the tallest existence among all the Mountain Giants. His body was not made of ordinary rock, but a strange, pitch-black material with a metallic luster. His eyes were fiery red, like two pools of burning magma.

He had been standing at the edge of the battlefield, watching everything coldly.

Until now.

He moved.

With one step forward, the void trembled.

With two steps, the Mountain Giants' formation began to converge.

With three steps, those giants who were originally surrounded by the Naga began to counterattack.

He was going to take action personally.

Lan looked at him, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

He moved as well.

His silver figure streaked through the void like a beam of light, instantly appearing before the King of the Mountains.

Two Tier 5 heroes faced each other head-on.

The King of the Mountains looked down at this Naga, who was only a third of his height, a hint of contempt flashing in his fiery red eyes.

"Little bug."

He raised his right hand and smashed a fist down.

The power of that punch was enough to shatter a small mountain.

Lan did not dodge.

He simply raised his right hand and lightly blocked it.

Boom!!!

A violent shockwave spread in all directions, causing the surrounding battlefield to tremble.

The King of the Mountains' fist was blocked.

It was blocked by a hand that looked much more slender, only the size of his palm.

The King of the Mountains was stunned.

Lan looked up at him, a hint of a smile flashing in his pure golden eyes.

"Big guy, you've got some strength."

In the next second, his figure vanished.

It wasn't teleportation, but extreme speed—so fast that even the King of the Mountains couldn't see him clearly.

When he reappeared, he was already standing on the shoulder of the King of the Mountains.

His right hand turned into a silver light, stabbing toward the King of the Mountains' neck.

The King of the Mountains jerked his body sideways. The light grazed his shoulder, leaving a deep wound on his pitch-black rocky skin.

Black blood gushed from the wound, dripping into the void and turning into wisps of black smoke.

The King of the Mountains roared, his hands frantically swatting at his own shoulders, trying to crush the little bug.

But Lan's figure vanished again, reappeared, vanished again, and reappeared once more.

He was like a bolt of silver lightning, moving across the King of the Mountains' massive body. Every time he appeared, he left a deep wound. Every time he vanished, he dodged the King of the Mountains' attacks.

Although the King of the Mountains' strength was great, his speed was too slow.

Before Lan, he was like a clumsy giant, waving his hands in vain, never able to hit his terrifyingly agile opponent.

The situation on the battlefield was also undergoing subtle changes.

The Naga began their counterattack.

Those Naga warriors who were originally suppressed by the Mountain Giants reorganized an effective resistance after Lan tied down the King of the Mountains. Tridents pierced the giants' knees, mages' spells shattered the giants' cores, and countless Naga swarmed from all directions, bringing down the giants one by one.

The Shadow Demons had completely suppressed the Forest Elves. Although the sprites were numerous, they had no power to fight back against Space Folding. They tried to flee, but the Shadow Demons were faster; they tried to counterattack, but the Shadow Demons' bodies could shift between reality and illusion, making physical attacks ineffective.

The Ice Crystals also held the upper hand. The venomous pythons moved sluggishly within the Extreme Cold Domain, unable to pose any real threat to the Ice Crystals. Like harvesting wheat, the Ice Crystals sliced through the pythons' bodies one by one.

Thirty minutes later.

The King of the Mountains finally fell.

He was struck in the core deep within his neck by Lan, and that fiery red light instantly extinguished.

The fifty-meter-tall body collapsed with a crash.

The void trembled.

The battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Those Mountain Giants, Forest Elves, and Swamp Poison Pythons still putting up a struggle froze in place as they saw their king fall.

Some threw down their weapons and knelt to beg for mercy.

Some fled frantically, trying to escape this part of the void.

Some broke down completely, clutching their heads and weeping.

The battle was over.

Lan hovered in mid-air, his pure silver scales covered in black bloodstains.

But there were no wounds on his body.

He turned around, looked toward Su Bai, and bowed slightly.

"Master."

Su Bai looked at him, images of the battle just now flashing through his mind.

Extreme speed, strength enough to clash head-on with the King of the Mountains, precise and lethal attacks, and evasion as agile as the wind.

Tier 5, Five Stars.

Well-deserved.

The man opposite him stood before his own tattered world projection, silent for a long time.

He looked at the remnants of his defeated army kneeling for mercy, the fallen bodies of the giants, and that silver figure.

He looked up at Su Bai.

There was no anger or resentment in his eyes, only a complex mix of emotions.

"You won."

His voice was somewhat raspy, but still steady.

"The Three-Race Alliance, one hundred and twenty thousand units, completely wiped out."

"My hero, the King of the Mountains, has fallen."

He paused, then slowly spoke:

"You are very formidable."

"More formidable than me."

"I accept my defeat wholeheartedly."

He raised his hand and took the initiative to click surrender.

Before the passage dissipated, he looked at Su Bai and said one last thing:

"I hope you can go even further."

The passage completely dissipated.

[Battle Ended]

[You have won. Points +10]

[Current Ranking: 2,847th]

Su Bai looked at the vanishing passage and was silent for two seconds.

He withdrew his gaze and continued matching.

Thirty-third match.

The opponent was at the peak of Tier 4, mechanical civilization, eighty thousand units. Su Bai sent out Shadow Demons and Ice Crystals, ending the battle in twenty-five minutes.

Thirty-fourth match.

The opponent was at the peak of Tier 4, Martial Arts Civilization, fifty thousand units. Su Bai sent out Mushroom People and Naga, ending the battle in twenty minutes.

Thirty-fifth match.

The opponent was at the beginning of Tier 5, elemental civilization, ninety thousand units. Su Bai sent out all four major races, ending the battle in thirty minutes.

Thirty-sixth match.

Thirty-seventh match.

Thirty-eighth match.

Five consecutive matches, all victories.

The moment the opponent in the thirty-eighth match surrendered, Su Bai's ranking finally jumped to that number.

[Current Ranking: 994th]

[Winning Streak: 37 matches]

[Points: 370]

[Congratulations on entering the top one thousand of the national prodigy list]

[Reward Issued: 3,000 points of Power Of Faith]

At that very moment, the arena's public channel exploded.

[Public Channel]

[Spectator A: Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! Have you guys seen the rankings? That guy named Su Bai has fought his way into the top one thousand from ten thousand!]

[Spectator B: I saw it! A thirty-seven-match winning streak! Not a single loss!]

[Spectator C: Which province is he from? Qinglin Province? Didn't Qinglin Province get totally wiped out? How did another one pop up?]

[Spectator D: Qinglin Province??? That most mediocre province that was mocked by the whole internet???]

[Spectator E: Yes! That's him! A newcomer from Qinglin Province! A Tier 5 world! A thirty-seven-match winning streak!]

[Spectator F: I checked his battle records... they're all crushing victories! He hasn't even used any real Hero Units yet! He just sent out a few ordinary races and that silver Naga!]

[Spectator G: What? He hasn't used Hero Units? A thirty-seven-match winning streak and he hasn't used Hero Units? Then how strong is his real hero?]

[Spectator H: I don't know. But I know one thing—Qinglin Province is finally on the map.]

[Spectator I: Hahaha, this is hilarious! Where are those people who said Qinglin Province is the most mediocre? Why don't you come out and show yourselves?]

[Spectator J: Don't get ahead of yourselves, it's only the top one thousand. The top one hundred is the real battlefield. Whether he can get in there is still up in the air.]

[Spectator K: But regardless, this kid has some skills.]

Su Bai looked at the messages flooding the screen, his expression calm.

He didn't speak in the public channel, simply closing it silently.

His gaze fell upon his remaining Power Of Faith.

[Current Power Of Faith: 5,311 points]