213: Chapter 213 Is Jiang You Going to Lose?

Peak Fourth-Order versus Third-Order Mid-Stage.

This is a chasm of an entire major realm!

Even though Jiang You's blood energy had been crazily compressed by the [Inverse Blood Flow Technique] and its quality was terrifyingly high, under Xie Fuyao's reckless bombardment, his internal organs still suffered violent tremors.

"Hahaha! Why aren't you so wild anymore?"

Xie Fuyao keenly sensed Jiang You's decline, the madness in his eyes intensifying. He pressed his advantage, his black heavy fists sealing off all of Jiang You's retreat paths:

"Third-Order is just Third-Order! Even if you have the eyes of a god, your body is nothing more than a broken water vat that cannot contain the rivers and seas!"

"Your eyes can dismantle my Supernatural Ability, but can your bones withstand my Peak Fourth-Order fists?"

"Boom!"

Xie Fuyao threw a heavy hook, carrying the gravity of a mountain-toppling tsunami, and smashed it fiercely toward the side of Jiang You's face.

"I can't dodge it!"

The blue light in Jiang You's eyes flickered crazily. The Eye of Tianshu clearly predicted the trajectory of this strike, but the tremors in his internal organs caused his body's movements to have a fatal 0.1-second delay!

"Bang!!!"

Jiang You could only forcefully raise his arms in a cross block, but that overwhelming, mountain-toppling force still sent him flying like a cannonball!

"Crack!"

In mid-air, Jiang You clearly heard the faint sound of his forearm bones cracking.

He slammed heavily into the energy shield at the edge of the arena, causing ripples to spread across the entire shield, before falling to the ground in a sorry state.

"Big Brother!!"

In the lounge, Bai Lan watched Jiang You vomiting blood and falling to the ground on the screen. She was so scared that her backpack dropped to the floor, and her eyes instantly turned red.

"Jiang You..." Lu Xingye gripped his sword hilt so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.

Inside the arena.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Jiang You knelt on one knee, coughing violently. Each cough brought out a trace of bloody foam mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

The spongebob pajamas he was wearing were already tattered, revealing the lean, muscular body beneath that faintly shimmered with golden light.

"Is it over already?"

Xie Fuyao walked over slowly like a god of war, looking down at Jiang You from above. The black weak water on his hands condensed once more, ready to deliver the final blow.

"I have to admit, being able to force me, a Peak Fourth-Order, to this extent, you have enough to be proud of."

"But now, the farce should come to an end!"

Listening to Xie Fuyao's death-sentence-like words, Jiang You felt his eyelids growing heavier and heavier, and the sound of the wind in his ears became extremely distant.

"Damn it... reached the limit, huh..." Jiang You smiled bitterly in his Heart.

Unwilling? A little, actually.

But he also knew, how many days had he actually spent learning how to fight, all things considered?

Being able to go head-to-head with the school's top student to this extent, relying on half-baked skills he just realized, was already a miracle.

The chasm in realms and the lack of combat experience ultimately caused him to lose in this purely physical war of attrition.

As his consciousness blurred, Jiang You's head drooped completely.

However, just when everyone outside thought Jiang You had passed out and was ready to welcome Xie Fuyao's final killing blow.

Within Jiang You's internal world.

[Internal Chat Group]:

[Brain (pushed up his reflective glasses, his tone cold and protective)]:

"Alright, it's time to wrap this up. Slacker Ruler has done well enough this time; being able to push this body to its limit on his own is worthy of praise."

"But..."

Brain's gaze passed through Jiang You's visual nerves, coldly watching that arrogant Xie Fuyao outside:

"Suppressing our level to fight you, and you actually dare to act all high and mighty in front of us?"

"Everyone, stop sleeping, get ready to take over! It's been a long time since we stretched our muscles!"

[Kidneys (stretched lazily, letting out a lewd and excited laugh)]:

"Hehehe! My hands have been itching for a long time! Brother Brain, this is what you said!"

"However... because this is the Spirit Formation's simulated combat arena, the underlying data it scanned has locked our projection panels firmly at Third-Order Mid-Stage. We can't directly borrow our hidden power!"

[Right Hand (extremely irritable, cracking its knuckles with a loud pop)]:

"So what if it's Third-Order Mid-Stage?! Even at Third-Order Mid-Stage, I can beat the crap out of him!"

"What kind of garbage was Slacker Ruler fighting with just now? Possessing a pair of divine eyes, yet all he threw were wild, aimless haymakers! It's simply a waste of talent!"

"Today, let's open the eyes of this water-playing poser and let him know what real God-level technique is!"

[Legs (shaking crazily, leaving afterimages)]:

"Right, right, right! Forget about panel stats. When a Challenger logs into a Bronze-tier match, do they need to look at stats? I can kill him just with basic attacks!"

"Right Hand, hold back a bit later. I must be the one to kick him in the face first! I've tolerated his high-and-mighty expression for a long time!"

[Brain (data streams refreshing crazily)]:

"Takeover countdown..."

"3, 2, 1..."

"Substitute-play mode, fully online!"

On the arena.

Xie Fuyao's black weak water fist, carrying the weight of ten thousand tons, was already mixed with a violent wind, smashing fiercely toward the top of Jiang You's head.

"Surrender!" Xie Fuyao shouted loudly.

However.

Just at the moment when that fatal strike was less than ten centimeters from Jiang You's scalp.

Jiang You, who had been hanging his head as if he had completely passed out, suddenly stiffened in an extremely strange, almost ergonomic-defying way!

Following that.

"Hum!!!"

An indescribably terrifying aura suddenly awakened from within the body of this teenager wearing tattered spongebob pajamas!

What kind of feeling was that?

There was no surge of blood energy; Jiang You's panel stats remained firmly stuck at Third-Order Mid-Stage.

However, that overwhelming sense of oppression, that disdain and coldness originating from a high-dimensional life form toward a low-dimensional life form, instantly made every hair on Xie Fuyao's body stand on end, his Heart feeling as if it were being tightly gripped by a cold, giant hand!

Amidst the shocked gazes of the tens of thousands of people in the audience.

Jiang You slowly raised his head.

That pair of deep blue [Eye of Tianshu] was still glowing, but the expression in his eyes had completely changed!

Gone was the clear stubbornness from before, and gone was the usual lazy, salty-fish vibe.

Replacing them was an abyss-like dead silence, an inorganic coldness, and a kind of... mockery while watching an ant struggle beneath his feet!

Facing Xie Fuyao's heavy fist that was enough to smash mountains.

"Jiang You" didn't even dodge; he just slowly raised his right hand.

He acted extremely casually, as if shooing away an annoying fly, and lightly flicked the side of Xie Fuyao's massive black water fist.

"Pop."

An extremely faint, crisp sound.

"What?"

Xie Fuyao only felt an incredibly strange dark energy that seemed capable of piercing directly through his Peak Fourth-Order defense. It followed Jiang You's fingertips and burrowed into his arm like a poisonous snake!

That dark energy was exquisite to the extreme. It didn't clash head-on with Xie Fuyao's ten-thousand-ton force; instead, it followed the muscle texture of Xie Fuyao's exerted force and, at the most critical stress point, flicked it with extreme precision!

"Boom!"

Xie Fuyao's thunderous punch actually turned direction mid-air, grazing past Jiang You's ear and smashing into the white jade floor beside him, creating a huge crater.

And Xie Fuyao himself, due to excessive force and his center of gravity being instantly disrupted, directly lost his balance, stumbling forward and falling.

"Your force-exertion technique is simply as crude as an uncivilized wild monkey."

An emotionless, strange voice came out of Jiang You's mouth.

Following that.

Before Xie Fuyao could steady himself.

[Legs] let out a fanatical cheer: "My turn!"

"Whoosh!"

The naked eyes of the crowd couldn't catch Jiang You's leg-lifting movement at all.

They only saw a faint ripple flash in the air.

"Bang!!!"

An extremely dull, explosive sound.

A size 43 sole was firmly imprinted onto Xie Fuyao's handsome face!

Although the blood energy of this kick was only at Third-Order Mid-Stage, the angle of its force application and its precise penetration of the flaws in Xie Fuyao's weak water defense had simply reached the level of a work of art!

"Pfft—"

Xie Fuyao's nasal bone made a crisp cracking sound on the spot, and his whole body was sent flying backward through the air in an extremely humiliating posture, like a baseball hit for a home run!