318: Chapter 312 Taishan's Autobiography

Another avatar suddenly slammed into everyone's line of sight.

It was a man wearing a ferocious bull-horned helmet, revealing only a pair of eyes and a rugged chin.

His knotted muscles seemed ready to burst through the screen, full of primitive and explosive power.

Two avatars with vastly different styles were placed side by side, creating a powerful visual impact.

The auditorium, which had just been boiling with excitement from Kai's battle, showed no signs of cooling down; instead, this new round of suspense pushed it to yet another climax.

"A spear against an impenetrable defense? The ultimate duel of spear and shield!"

"This Song Yang looks so ordinary, can he really break Taishan's defense? You have to know, Taishan's opponent in the last round was defeated within three moves!"

"Hard to say. There's too little information on this Song Yang. We only know he comes from a remote place called the Solar System, has won every match so far, and always wins cleanly and decisively."

In the center of the massive arena, the ground, previously ravaged by Kai's sword energy and Ling's flying daggers, had been restored to its original state.

With a low hum, the structure of the entire arena began to change.

The ground cracked open, and massive boulders rose from below, joining and assembling together.

In the blink of an eye, a massive island floating in mid-air replaced the original flat platform.

On the island, jagged rocks and crisscrossing ravines were everywhere, filled with an aura of primitive desolation.

A beam of light descended from the sky, precisely projecting onto one end of the floating island.

As the light faded, the figure of Song Yang appeared, holding a pitch-black spear.

And at the other end of the floating island, accompanied by a heavy boom.

"Thud!"

A massive figure descended from the sky, feet slamming heavily onto the rocky ground.

The entire floating island trembled violently.

Taishan had arrived.

He wore a set of black heavy armor covered in scratches and dents, and the two sharp horns on his helmet pointed toward the sky, full of wild intimidation.

Just standing there, he gave people the feeling of being unshakeable, as if he himself were a mountain.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

The Host seized the moment to stir up the atmosphere. "Both contestants are in position! The sharpest spear versus the sturdiest shield!"

"Will Song Yang's spear be able to pierce through everything, or is Taishan's defense impenetrable? Let us wait and see!"

"Match, countdown!"

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

The entire audience followed the massive holographic screen, shouting in unison.

However, right in the middle of this roaring countdown, that man as heavy as a mountain, Taishan, made a move.

He did not assume a defensive stance; instead, he slowly raised his right hand, covered in a steel gauntlet.

A gesture to stop.

The sound of the countdown came to an abrupt halt.

The entire audience was stunned.

The Host was also taken aback. This was the first time since the competition began that a contestant had voluntarily called for a halt during the countdown phase.

"Contestant Taishan, do you have a question?"

There was a hint of confusion in the Host's voice.

Taishan ignored the Host.

His face, hidden by the helmet, turned toward Song Yang, who was a thousand meters away.

A dull, deep voice came from beneath the helmet.

"Song Yang."

"Before we begin the fight, I want you to know what kind of enemy you are about to face."

These words surprised everyone.

This was not a provocation, nor was it a sign of weakness; it was an equal and solemn notification.

"I was born on a planet where combat is considered an honor."

"There, every adult man is conscripted into the army and goes off to engage in endless slaughter with other tribes and other nations."

"To survive, I had to fight desperately and desperately become stronger."

"I killed countless enemies, and I also watched my friends and my family die on the battlefield one by one."

"My father died in a siege battle; his body was pierced by a hundred arrows."

"My brother was torn to pieces by the enemy's war beasts while covering me."

"In the end, I became the strongest warrior in the tribe, the most impenetrable shield."

"But when I stood upon the mountain of corpses, I realized that all of this was meaningless."

"Victory only brings about the next, larger-scale war."

"Honor is just a lie rulers use to drive us to our deaths."

"I know very well that to stop all of this from happening, my own strength alone is not enough."

"I must change my planet, change the rules that glorify war, and stop all meaningless strife."

"For this goal, I need power; I need supreme authority."

"Therefore, I must win the championship of this competition."

"You are a respectable opponent."

"But anyone who stands in my way must be crushed."

The entire audience was speechless.

This man, who appeared to be nothing more than a muscle-bound brute, carried such a grand and tragic goal in his heart.

The Host's voice also carried a hint of respect.

"Thank you for your statement, Contestant Taishan."

"Now, let us restart the countdown!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Match start!"

The moment the last word fell, the rock beneath Taishan's feet exploded.

He did not charge; instead, he crossed his arms to protect his chest, lowered his body, and his whole being seemed to take root in the ground.

On the surface of his black heavy armor, a layer of dark golden radiance flowed, completely enveloping him.

Absolute defense was already activated.

He was waiting, waiting for Song Yang's attack.

He wanted to use his most proud defense to tell his opponent that his determination could not be shaken by any blade.