205: Chapter 204 China is Invincible

Meanwhile, over at An Lan's side.

Muwetuer, the tall and burly contestant from the Blue Country, exuded an air of self-assured arrogance.

When his gaze fell upon the slender, unarmed figure of An Lan, a triumphant smile instantly spread across his face.

That smile was filled with undisguised contempt, as if in his eyes, this duel was already a one-sided, foregone conclusion.

He tilted his head back slightly, snorting through his nostrils, seemingly announcing his absolute control over the victory to his surroundings.

However, in the very next second, the situation changed abruptly.

With a low, intimidating roar, the tall and ferocious-looking Da Hei appeared abruptly at An Lan's side.

Da Hei's robust body was like a moving hill, muscles taut, every sinew seemingly brimming with boundless strength.

Its fur danced wildly in the cold wind, its dark green eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty light, like a fiendish beast from hell.

Muwetuer's smile instantly froze on his face, his pupils contracting sharply, fear flooding over him like a tidal wave, completely overwhelming him.

His legs began to tremble uncontrollably, his lips quivered, the color draining from his face, leaving it as pale as paper.

"Attack!"

An Lan's clear and resolute voice rang out sharply, like an arrow piercing the silence.

As if hearing a charge, Da Hei's limbs exploded with force, and it pounced towards Muwetuer like a black cannonball.

Its speed was extreme, creating a whooshing sound of wind, the snow on the ground scattering from the impact.

Muwetuer was scared out of his wits, turning and fleeing for his life, his heart pounding wildly, almost bursting from his chest.

At this moment, a strong desire to survive triggered a surge of adrenaline in his body, granting him a brief yet astonishing burst of power.

He ran desperately, stumbling yet pushing himself to the limit, relying on agile footwork and quick use of the surrounding terrain to narrowly evade Da Hei's lethal pursuit at several critical moments.

But in his panic, Muwetuer fled without thinking, circling back towards An Lan's direction.

A glint of cold light flashed imperceptibly in An Lan's eyes. She quickly bent down and picked up a hard ice ball.

Just as Muwetuer was about to get close to her, An Lan suddenly straightened up, raised her arm high, and then threw the ice ball with immense force and speed.

The ice ball cut a sharp arc through the air, whistling as it flew, and struck Muwetuer with pinpoint accuracy.

With a dull *thud*, Muwetuer staggered from the sudden blow, his body lurching forward uncontrollably, nearly falling to the ground.

And Da Hei, who had been hot on his heels, wouldn't let this perfect opportunity slip away. It pushed off powerfully with its hind legs, tracing a graceful arc in the air, and pinned Muwetuer to the ground.

Da Hei's claws landed firmly on Muwetuer's neck, sharp nails slightly digging into his skin. The slightest increase in pressure could end his life instantly.

Muwetuer stared in terror, his breathing rapid and heavy, each gasp sounding like a wheeze.

He dared not move a muscle, afraid any slight motion would anger the fierce beast before him, plunging him into an inescapable doom.

His throat felt choked, only able to emit intermittent, fearful whimpers. At this moment, he was like a lamb to the slaughter, completely at their mercy.

"Don't eat me! I surrender, I surrender!"

Back on Ling Yue's battlefield, the situation was tense as drawn bows and crossbows, the intensity of the fight making everyone watching clench their fists.

His opponent, Aleph from the White Bear Country, stood like a towering iceberg, exuding an aura that chilled the bone.

Aleph's build was burly and robust, his broad shoulders seeming able to bear the weight of the sky, his developed muscles like forged steel, appearing even more cold and formidable against the backdrop of the icy snowscape.

This frozen landscape was like his own backyard; he moved with ease and without hindrance, each step solid and powerful, the kicked-up snowflakes seeming to cheer him on.

In contrast, Ling Yue's physique was not as imposing as Aleph's, but the determination and decisiveness in his eyes were in no way inferior.

From the moment the battle began, Ling Yue knew he was in for a tough fight. He dared not slack off, relying on agile movements and keen observation to skillfully maneuver against Aleph.

He darted and dodged in the snow, his steps light and nimble like a swift snow leopard, maintaining just the right distance from Aleph, evading his fierce attacks while looking for an opening.

However, Aleph clearly wouldn't give Ling Yue much breathing room.

With a roar that echoed like a great bell, shaking the snow on the ground, he charged forward.

Then, like a long-starved polar bear, he took large strides, closing in on Ling Yue directly, his ferocious momentum seeming to swallow Ling Yue whole in an instant.

The two instantly plunged into intense close-quarters combat. Punches whistled, kicks crisscrossed, each attack carried immense force, the air thick with tension.

Amidst the fierce back-and-forth exchange, the situation suddenly changed.

They brushed past each other, their weapons flying from their hands in the violent clash, landing in the snow not far away.

But the fight did not stop; instead, it grew even more heated as they immediately engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

"Good! Again!"

Their fists rained down on each other like hail, each punch carrying scorching power, landing on their opponent's body with dull thuds.

Relying on his strong physique and astonishing strength, Aleph's every blow was fierce and powerful, forcing Ling Yue to retreat repeatedly.

Ling Yue, relying on his agile movements and tenacious will, skillfully dodged Aleph's attacks while looking for chances to counter.

This brutal, fist-to-flesh fight made the viewers in the livestream room's hearts race, and worried barrage comments poured in.

"Ling Yue, you must hold on!"

"Aleph is too fierce, Ling Yue, be careful!"

"Aiya, people from the White Bear Country aren't afraid of the cold at all. This place doesn't affect him one bit."

"Great God Ling Yue, go! No matter who he is, kick his ass!"

The barrage comments on the screen scrolled like a tide. Everyone's hearts were clenched tight, their eyes glued to the screen, afraid of missing any exciting moment.

As the fight continued, both sides grew exhausted, their stamina gradually waning.

But the fire of combat still burned in their eyes, with no intention of retreating.

Finally, after another fierce clash, they both slipped and fell to the ground.

However, Ling Yue didn't lose his composure from this sudden turn of events. Reacting swiftly, before Aleph could steady himself, he lunged forward with lightning speed and locked Aleph in a cross-body hold.

Aleph clearly wasn't willing to be subdued like this. Struggling with his last ounce of strength, he desperately tried to break free from Ling Yue's hold.

Veins bulged on his face, muscles tensed, each struggle filled with despair and unwillingness.

Though his body was being squeezed to the point of near suffocation, he gritted his teeth, refusing to surrender, emitting muffled roars as if declaring his unyielding resolve to Ling Yue.

Ling Yue didn't dare relax either. Using all his strength, he held Aleph tightly. Sweat dripped continuously from his forehead onto the cold snow.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, the whole world seemingly reduced to the sound of their heavy breathing and pounding hearts.

Finally, under Ling Yue's sustained pressure, Aleph's struggles grew weaker, his eyes gradually losing focus until he was choked unconscious.

As Aleph's body went limp, Ling Yue finally let out a sigh of relief and slowly released his hold.

Lying on the snow, he gasped for breath, looking up at the gloomy sky overhead. His entire body ached with soreness, as if covered in cement, unable to move.

"Hua Country, invincible!"