317: Chapter 311 The Victor

In the audience, everyone held their breath, their hearts gripped by the frantically flickering light.

This level of battle was already beyond the comprehension of the vast majority of people.

They could not see Kai's sword moves clearly, nor could they see the trajectories of those flying knives.

They could only judge the intensity of the battle by the sparks that kept bursting forth.

Kai's sword light domain was being compressed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Initially, that silver halo of light could still protect the three feet of space around him with ease.

But as time passed, the coordination of the twenty-four flying knives became increasingly tacit, and the offensive became increasingly frenzied.

They were no longer scattered soldiers fighting on their own, but had formed a precise killing formation.

At times, they transformed into a spiral drill, concentrating their power to strike at a single point.

At other times, they dispersed into an inescapable net, sealing off all room for evasion.

The silver halo was constantly compressed, from three feet to two, then to one... finally almost sticking tightly to Kai's body surface.

"Is he going to lose?"

"It's no use, Kai's speed can't keep up!"

"His defensive circle is getting smaller and smaller!"

Finally, some sharp-eyed spectators noticed the clues and exclaimed.

Song Yang's brows were also tightly locked.

He saw it more clearly than the average person.

Those twenty-four flying knives, under the control of the young girl Ling, seemed to have been endowed with life.

They shared the same will, and every angle, force, and timing of the attacks had undergone the most terrifying calculations.

This was not twenty-four flying knives; this was a sure-kill formation composed of twenty-four top assassins.

Kai's sword, although fast and airtight, was ultimately just one person with one sword.

Every time he swung his sword, he might have to block attacks from several different directions simultaneously.

This was an extreme drain on his physical stamina, reaction speed, and mental focus.

At the center of the battlefield, Kai's breathing had become somewhat rapid.

He could feel that the opponent's attacks were becoming stronger and stronger.

That invisible mental power was not only manipulating the flying knives, but also constructing a net of force fields between them.

This net was constantly tightening, squeezing his living space.

Suddenly, three flying knives rushed in from the front, while five other flying knives weirdly drilled out from under his feet at the same time, thrusting straight at his legs!

Kai's sword light suddenly sank downwards, deflecting those five deadly cold glints.

But it was precisely in this 0.01-second gap.

Slash!

A flying knife as thin as a cicada's wing grazed the edge of his sword blade, leaving a wound on his left arm that was deep enough to see bone.

Blood instantly stained his sleeve red.

"He's injured!"

"Kai is injured!"

There was an uproar in the audience.

This was the first time Kai had been truly injured since the battle began.

A thousand meters away, a curve finally appeared at the corner of the young girl Ling's mouth.

Her mental power was highly concentrated, and blue veins bulged slightly on her fair forehead.

Found you, flaw.

As long as you're injured, your speed will slow down.

As long as you are slow for even a split second, my flying knives will tear you to pieces!

With a thought, the offensive started again!

Those twenty-four flying knives seemed like sharks that had smelled blood, becoming even more violent!

They no longer sought a one-hit kill, but turned into countless fine blade lights, cutting Kai indiscriminately.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

Kai's sword light surged again, but it was visibly chaotic.

Three more blood sprays burst open on his chest and thighs.

Although the wounds were not deep, they were constantly increasing.

Blood loss and pain were both affecting his judgment and movements.

He was like a traveler trapped in a shark storm, likely to be completely devoured at any moment.

In the audience, many people who supported Kai couldn't bear to watch and closed their eyes.

The defeat was set.

In the face of such an inescapable, all-pervading attack, no one could hold on.

Song Yang's hand gripped the railing unconsciously.

What he saw, however, was a different scene.

Kai was deliberately getting injured.

From the first wound, he had sensed something was wrong.

With Kai's swordsmanship, even if compressed to the limit, he wouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

That wound was a flaw he had deliberately exposed.

He was using his own body to trade for an opportunity!

He was gambling!

Gambling that the opponent would lower her guard because he was injured, gambling that she would expose a weakness because she was eager to win!

On the battlefield, Kai's figure was already somewhat staggering.

The wounds on his body were increasing, and he seemed to have become a bloody man.

The sword in his hand swung slower and slower, the halo of light became dim, as if it would extinguish at any moment.

The smile on the young girl Ling's face grew wider.

Victory was right before her eyes.

She had even planned how to use these twenty-four flying knives to slice this arrogant swordsman into pieces.

Just now!

At the moment when Kai "reluctantly" blocked a frontal attack again, exposing a huge gap behind him.

Ling did not hesitate to mobilize twelve flying knives, turning them into a silver torrent, heading straight for Kai's heart!

This was a sure-kill strike!

However, at the very moment these twelve flying knives left her control, the net of frontal attacks formed by the other twelve flying knives that had been surrounding Kai appeared to pause for a second.

For others, this pause was too short to be ignored.

But for Kai, it was enough.

This was the moment he had been waiting for!

That staggering figure, that bloody man who seemed like he would fall at any moment, in this instant, all signs of defeat vanished without a trace.

He didn't look back at the twelve deadly cold glints.

He didn't even care about the remaining twelve flying knives in front of him.

His whole person, along with the sword in his hand, turned into a straight line.

A line that ignored space and distance.

The target, a thousand meters away, the young girl who wore a smile of certain victory.

Break the move, then kill the enemy.

This was his logic.

Defense was just to find an opportunity to attack.

The smile on the young girl Ling's face completely froze.

Too fast!

She couldn't understand at all how a person who was seriously injured and exhausted could burst out with such terrifying speed!

That sword light rapidly enlarged in her pupils.

She didn't even have time to recall the flying knives.

Hum—

Kai's figure stopped three feet in front of the young girl Ling.

The sword in his hand, the tip was less than an inch from the girl's forehead.

The whole arena was dead silent.

Everyone saw that unbelievable scene.

The Kai who was passively beaten and covered in blood a second ago, the next second, appeared in front of his opponent a thousand meters away, settling the battle with one sword.

The twelve flying knives that were heading straight for his heart lost their master's control and fell to the ground behind him with a clatter.

The other twelve also fell powerlessly.

The battle was over.

Kai slowly retracted his sword.

The moment he retracted his sword, a tiny line of blood slowly seeped out from the young girl Ling's forehead, then slid down.

"Confirmed by the referee panel..."

"The winner of this match is—"

"Kai!!!"

The Host's voice rang out.

After a brief silence, there was a landslide-like cheer and roar!

Countless people jumped up from their seats, waving their arms frantically, roaring that name with all their might.

They had witnessed a duel that would go down in history.

Witnessed the collision of two completely different, yet equally powerful forces.

Witnessed an earth-shattering comeback!

Kai's figure appeared somewhat desolate amidst the smoke and the cheers of the audience.

He just stood there quietly, panting heavily, letting the blood soak through his clothes.

Just as the atmosphere of the entire arena reached its peak, the Host's voice sounded again, overriding all the noise.

"Thank you to contestant Kai and contestant Ling for bringing us an unparalleled visual feast!"

"Let's take a short break to repair the arena! The next match will take place in half an hour!"

On the huge holographic screen, the avatars of Kai and Ling slowly faded away.

Replaced by two brand new figures.

The Host's voice became increasingly high-pitched and impassioned.

"Next, the two contestants who are about to appear are also favorites to win this tournament!"

"He is a mysterious powerhouse from a remote planet, his spear technique is superb, and he has yet to taste defeat! He is—Song Yang!"

Song Yang's avatar was infinitely enlarged, appearing in the center of the screen.

"And his opponent is a man known for his absolute defense, possessing a body as strong as diamond! He is—Taishan!"