289: Chapter 289 Overlord! The wind is strong, let's get out of here!

"Too strong... The 'presence' of a Tier 5 Grandmaster completely crushes our Supernatural Ability!" Xie Fuyao gritted his teeth, his heart filled with bitterness.

Fighting the three top geniuses of Magic City Martial Arts University alone, he not only held his own but even firmly occupied the upper hand, suppressing them completely!

This is the absolute dominance of the "humanoid nuclear bomb" from Northern Border Military Academy!

On the other side, the battle was equally brutal.

"Roar!"

Cong Nanshan's eyes were bloodshot, and a ten-meter-tall Mountain-Moving Ape avatar appeared behind him, waving its massive arms and smashing wildly.

Gu Changfeng's white clothes were stained with blood, and the long sword in his hand turned into a sky full of sword rain.

Bai Zimo hid at the very back, constantly using his magnetic field to interfere with the trajectory of the enemies' weapons.

However, those five experts from Northern Border Military Academy on the opposite side were not only all at the mid-to-late Fourth-Order, but they were also proficient in military formation combined attack techniques!

They advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, integrating offense and defense, and forcibly separated and surrounded the trio of Cong Nanshan, beating them into a steady retreat while they constantly sustained new injuries!

"Damn it! Why did we have to run into them!" Gu Changfeng slashed one person back with his sword, but he was struck on the shoulder by the back of another's blade, causing him to gasp in pain.

Originally, the overall strength of their Magic City Martial Arts University was not weak, but it was just their luck that they encountered the team with the strongest overall strength in this competition!

And their two "super combatants" were not present either.

Just as the high-end combat power of Magic City Martial Arts University was failing on all fronts and unable to take care of themselves.

At the edge of the battlefield.

Within the Northern Border Military Academy, a very fast late Fourth-Order wind-element Supernatural Ability user keenly noticed a "loophole" at the rear of the Magic City Martial Arts University formation.

His figure flashed like a chilling wind, slipping out of the battle involving Bai Zimo and the others with extreme smoothness. His eyes, filled with killing intent, locked directly onto Gou Fugui and Xiang Batian, who were shivering behind a tree!

"Heh, two logistics trash who aren't even stable at the early Fourth-Order, daring to join in on this massive brawl?"

The Northern Border expert licked his lips, the short blade in his hand flashing with a cold glint:

"I'll eliminate you two first, and cut off the hopes of that coward Jiang You!"

"Swish!"

A cyan wind blade skimmed along the ground, slashing viciously toward Gou Fugui's Legs!

"Mommy! Why is it coming for us again and again and again!!!"

Gou Fugui screamed in fright, executed a masterfully skilled "lazy donkey roll" to narrowly avoid the wind blade, and reached into his pocket to pull out a handful of pepper he had swiped from the hotel, throwing it backward without even looking!

"Batian! Run for your lives!!!"

Xiang Batian showed perfect tacit understanding; upon hearing the shout, he didn't even need Gou Fugui to direct him. He directly scooped him up under his arm, his two thick, long Legs moving like they were on fire wheels. With a "boom," he smashed through the nearby bushes and began a wild, desperate sprint for his life!

"Cough, cough... Trying to run?!"

The Northern Border expert was choked by the pepper and started sneezing uncontrollably. He was instantly enraged and immediately turned into a gale to chase after them.

In the vast dense forest of Forbidden Zone No. 009.

That familiar and extremely miserable scene was playing out once again.

The "Magic City Runners" duo was back online!

Gou Fugui hung under Xiang Batian's arm like a broken sack, one lens of his gold-rimmed glasses shattered, and two lines of tears like broad noodles streamed backward in the rushing wind.

He was completely broken.

He began to seriously suspect that he hadn't checked his fortune before going out, or that this secret realm had placed some epic-level "100% Taunt" curse on him.

Ever since he landed and met that female devil Qin Zhuo.

Being chased by a blind man, being chased by a sword cultivator, being chased by a sandstorm guy, and now even the side characters from Northern Border were chasing them!

Chased at the start, chased in the middle, and dammit, he was still being chased now!!!

"What a disaster!!!"

"I, Gou Fugui, just wanted to quietly sell some second-hand goods in this life. Who did I offend, who did I provoke!"

As Gou Fugui was disheveled in the wind, he let out the most hysterical wail of his life:

"Brother Jiang!!! Where on earth are you sleeping!!!"

"Open your eyes and look at your team! Your logistics manager is about to be chopped into potato chips!!!"

"Wuu wuu wuu... Come out and save your brothers quickly!!!"

The two's wailing echoed through the silent primeval forest, appearing so helpless and absurdly abstract.

With the "Magic City Runners" duo back on the road, the situation in the entire [Forbidden Zone No. 009] had clearly split into two major battlefields!

The smallest battlefield was naturally the "high-end match" where the six high-end combatants of Magic City Martial Arts University, including Xie Fuyao and Senior Ji Youyou, were locked in a desperate struggle against the elite squad led by Zhao Zhenlei of Northern Border Military Academy.

And the other...

Was the "super meat grinder brawl" that was destined to be recorded in the history of Great Xia martial arts!

...

The perspective cuts brutally back to the basin battlefield, which had been beaten down three feet deep.

"Rumble!!!"

"Kill! Grab the heavy treasure!"

"Who the hell stepped on my face?! Eat my Meteor Punch!"

At this moment, the super brawl was completely out of control!

Following the earth-shattering commotion caused by top geniuses like Qin Zhuo, Yan Qinghuan, and Helan Que, other university teams within a radius of dozens of miles swarmed in like sharks smelling blood!

Everyone thought some incredible treasure had been unearthed here, and they were afraid that if they arrived a step late, they wouldn't even get to drink the soup.

Thus, the brawl that originally only involved four or five top academies absurdly evolved into an epic melee of hundreds of people in just half an hour!

No tactics! No allies! They even forgot why they were fighting in the first place!

Everyone only knew one thing: as long as they weren't wearing their own school's uniform, they were a red name!

When you see a red name, just throw skills at their face, and that's it!

In the sky, the golden Divine Phoenix Fire rained down madly like free meteor showers.

On the ground, the compass lights of various formations intertwined with the sky full of yellow sand, occasionally mixed with colorful Supernatural Ability beams.

The skill effects flying all over the screen were denser than fireworks on New Year's, destroying the entire ecological environment of the basin until not even a scrap remained.

And in the center of the extremely chaotic battlefield.

There were two extremely incongruous figures, like two thick and deadly "peerless troublemakers," leaving nothing in their wake!

The first one was the captain of Imperial Capital Team 2, Captain Shen Xiuan, who was on the verge of completely falling into the [Asura War Soul] berserk state!

He had long since lost his reason, his eyes scarlet as blood, holding a blood-colored long sword, like a heavy dump truck without brakes.

He didn't care about any moves or patterns at all; when he saw someone, he would deliver a brutal overhead slash, forcibly crushing a bloody path through the crowd with the brute force of a Peak Fourth-Order!

The second one was the captain of Magic City Martial Arts University Team 2, a terminal patient of chuunibyou, Lu Xingye!

"Abyssal Karma Fire, burn it all to ashes! A-da-da-da-da!!!"

Lu Xingye closed his one eye, shouting lines with off-the-charts embarrassment, holding a long sword with both hands. His whole body was like an out-of-control black spinning top, unleashing chaotic sword techniques on the battlefield with wild abandon!

These two "mad dogs" didn't play by the rules at all, directly beating those university geniuses, who were used to orthodox arena sparring, until they were dizzy and miserable!