Chapter 342: The Final Spear Throw
The sword qi shot out and was shattered by the gold level whip.
At the same time, it also startled many people.
Ban Lan Gen let out a low cry, causing Xiong Ju to glare at him fiercely.
Bing Xiao also frowned slightly in dissatisfaction, but to be honest, his heart had just skipped a beat.
On the surface, Bing Xiao remained calm. He had to stabilize the morale of his troops.
He snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain, and analyzed the situation, “It seems that Commander Long Fu wants to take action.”
“He has been on the defensive the whole time. If he doesn't act now, he will really be defeated.”
“That sword qi blast just now was both a threat and a test.”
“But our gang leader had already anticipated it and directly shattered it with a whip.”
As soon as Bing Xiao finished speaking, the dragonman youngster fired several more sword qi blasts in the magic image.
Teng Dong Lang immediately switched from offense to defense and directly extinguished the sword qi blasts.
“What's going on?”
“What kind of tactic is this?”
For a moment, the audience looked puzzled.
Bing Xiao's brow furrowed, and he also felt confused: if Long Fu abused his sword qi like this, how could he store up more energy?
In the next moment, the dragonman youngster used the sword qi blasts even more frequently.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
For a moment, sword qi flew everywhere.
Teng Dong Lang was forced to retreat.
The dragonman youngster seized this opportunity and quickly retreated, taking medicine while retreating.
Unexpectedly, Teng Dong Lang chuckled softly and immediately used his battle skill, Extended Whip.
The whip lashed out, interrupting the dragonman youngster's action of taking medicine, and he almost spilled the medicine.
Seeing this scene, Bing Xiao suddenly frowned and laughed loudly, “Hahaha, I know.”
“It's battle qi!” The human ringleader on the side followed suit and spoke up, as he also understood.
Bing Xiao nodded, his face brightening as if the clouds had cleared: "That's right, that's it! Long Fu's battle qi is insufficient."
“He's not a gold level battle qi cultivator. As a silver level battle qi cultivator, he can't compare to a gold level battle qi cultivator in terms of the quality and quantity of his battle qi.”
Bing Xiao looked at Xiong Ju again: "Do you remember the last duel? Long Fu and you were both in the final stages, constantly taking medicine."
“Judging from that situation, Long Fu's battle qi reserves and recovery speed are only slightly above normal.”
"Don't forget, there is another key point. He practices the Bursting Explosion battle qi, which is powerful but easily depleted."
Xiong Ju nodded, a flash of recollection passing through his eyes: "That's right. His battle skills also consume battle qi very quickly. Once the battle time is extended, he needs to replenish a large amount of battle qi."
"Come to think of it, after Long Fu discovered the gang leader's Base, he entered a state of full power. He has been fighting in this state until now, so it's normal for him to be low on battle qi."
The others also realized this.
“Yes, he's only at the silver level.” Ban Lan Gen's expression was somewhat complicated.
He realized that, at some point, he had begun to regard the dragonman youngster as being at the gold level.
It was only at this moment, when he was reminded of this, that he understood that the person who was currently fighting back and forth with the gang leader, and still had a chance of victory, was actually at the same silver level as him!
The others felt the same way as Ban Lan Gen.
Spring Boxer sighed, “Commander Long Fu is truly remarkable to have made it this far.”
“Although he has luxurious equipment, his own strength is also sufficient, which is why he has been able to fight this far.”
In the past, when others heard Spring Boxer's praise, they would roll their eyes and feel annoyed.
But now, they had no objections.
Even though the dragonman youngster was their enemy and had caused them great trouble and even humiliation, they had to admit that the dragonman youngster was no ordinary silver level!
Even Bing Xiao sighed, “I have to say, Long Fu is no ordinary person.”
“Even if someone else had the same equipment as him, it would be unlikely that they could have fought until now.”
“His fighting spirit, technique, and mental strength are all top-notch. He has come this far, so even though he lost, he still has honor.”
Although the duel was still ongoing, from his words, Bing Xiao had already considered the dragonman youngster to be the loser.
More and more spectators also saw through the dragonman youngster's predicament.
Insufficient battle qi!
This discovery made the people who supported the dragonman youngster and expected him to defeat the stronger opponent look gloomy, sighing with regret for the dragonman youngster.
"Without battle qi, he has lost his foundation. How can he fight at an extraordinary level?"
"Alas! Commander Long Fu ultimately failed."
“It's already quite remarkable that he made it this far.”
"Teng Dong Lang gave it his all. His battle skills, equipment, and mental strength were all excellent. If it had been an ordinary gold level battle qi cultivator, Long Fu might have won."
“Commander Long Fu chose a strong opponent, and because of that, he proved his own extraordinary abilities.”
“If he could take a potion to replenish his battle qi, Long Fu might still have hope.”
"Come on, you saw what just happened. Teng Dong Lang is a veteran of the battlefield, how could he give Long Fu such an opportunity?"
But Bu Quan never gave up hope.
"Hang in there, hang in there! Commander Long Fu."
She secretly cheered on the dragonman youngster and prayed for him.
“As long as you find an opportunity to take the potion, you will be able to replenish your battle qi!”
She was good at alchemy, but not at all good at fighting. Her insight was poor, and she didn't realize that it was actually very difficult for the dragonman youngster to find such an opportunity.
The dragonman youngster rolled around awkwardly and dodged the Small Thunder God Flying Hammer.
When Teng Dong Lang began his pursuit, he immediately used this annoying weapon.
The Small Thunder God Flying Hammer pursued relentlessly.
The dragonman youngster had no choice but to draw on his sword qi again to temporarily repel it.
“Is this as far as I can go?” The dragonman youngster's heart was filled with regret.
His battle qi was severely depleted, and under duress, he had no choice but to draw on the sword qi reserves in his Sword Return Dragon Scale ahead of time.
But this was undoubtedly drinking poison to quench his thirst.
“With such a severe depletion of sword qi, there's no way I can turn the tide.”
“If I could take a potion, I could delay it a little longer.”
In fact, he had already taken a potion.
It was not a healing potion stored in an Automatic Blood Bottle, but one specifically used to restore battle qi.
Earlier, when the dragonman youngster repeatedly attacked Teng Dong Lang's Base, and after retreating to a safe distance, he swallowed it with a flourish.
Otherwise, with only his own battle qi reserves, he would not have been able to hold out to this extent.
However, once Teng Dong Lang was no longer bound by his Base and took the initiative to pursue, the dragonman youngster no longer had the opportunity to take the medicine.
“Taking medicine in front of him would be a mistake!”
The dragonman youngster tried once, and after failing, he completely understood that he would not have such an opportunity.
Teng Dong Lang's strength surpassed his own, and he was also very rigorous, controlling the attack distance with exquisite precision.
This medium range was enough for him to get close in time to prevent the dragonman youngster from taking medicine. At the same time, if the dragonman youngster charged at him, he could quickly retreat.
Up to this point in the battle, he had not shown any flying abilities.
The dragonman youngster was basically certain that Teng Dong Lang did not have any flying battle skills.
If he did, he would not need to run around in this Lava Hell.
However, Teng Dong Lang's mobility was not weaker than that of the dragonman youngster. More accurately, it was slightly superior to that of the dragonman youngster.
Even moving at full speed, the dragonman youngster couldn't shake him off or pull away.
The youngster racked his brains, searching for a way to break the deadlock.
“Spear technique can't solve my predicament.”
“Until now, I still haven't picked up a short spear.”
Teng Dong Lang was really good at controlling the battlefield.
Of course, this was based on his solid advantage.
“Fist techniques won't work either.”
“Not to mention long-range attacks, I've almost used up all my arrows.”
The dragonman youngster thought about his equipment.
Only the Sword Return Dragon Scale gave him hope!
He couldn't rely on defensive equipment in this situation.
Thinking this, the youngster suddenly felt his legs go weak, and he staggered, almost falling down while running at full speed!
The dragonman youngster was startled and instantly understood: his body had also reached its limit.
Even though the Automatic Blood Bottle was constantly healing his wounds, the blood he had lost could not be quickly replenished.
Only the flesh wounds could heal quickly.
This scene fell into the eyes of those who cared, once again triggering a wave of sighs.
Teng Dong Lang saw the dragonman youngster's weakness and attacked again, whipping the dragonman youngster's back with a whip.
Smack!
The dragonman youngster was knocked down on the spot.
He used the momentum to roll on the ground, dodging the hammer blow from the Small Thunder God Flying Hammer.
He kicked the ground with his back foot, causing the ring mound to flash with yellow light, and counterattacked Teng Dong Lang.
Teng Dong Lang was prepared and quickly retreated.
The whip was light, but when it landed on the dragonman youngster, it was as sharp as a sword.
The dragonman youngster was whipped until blood splattered, his momentum dissipated, and he could only retreat.
Teng Dong Lang followed again.
He followed the tactical principle of advancing when the enemy retreated and retreating when the enemy advanced, firmly controlling the distance between the two sides.
The dragonman youngster was only at the silver level and could not condense his battle qi into a corporeal form, so he was completely overwhelmed.
He kept trying to get closer to Teng Dong Lang.
But times were different. Teng Dong Lang was no longer bound by his Base and was very agile. The distance was clearly not long, but after actually trying, the dragonman youngster couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.
“The gang leader's control of distance is simply exquisite,” Xiong Ju exclaimed.
Ban Lan Gen laughed loudly again, "Hahaha, this is so funny. Look at the dragonman, every time he tries to get close for a melee battle, he gets beaten to a pulp by the gang leader and has to run away again. It's really embarrassing."
Bing Xiao stroked his beard and smiled.
As the battle progressed, the dragonman youngster used more and more sword qi, and they all gradually calmed down.
There was no chance at all!
“It's difficult this time,” Tripleblade sighed, "If the commander could get into close combat, there would still be a little hope. It depends on whether Teng Dong Lang will make a mistake next."
Obviously, Tripleblade also saw that, based on Teng Dong Lang's current abilities, under normal circumstances, it was impossible for the dragonman youngster to get close to him.
If it was just the beginning of the battle, there might still be a chance for close combat.
But the battle had been going on for so long that both Teng Dong Lang and the dragonman youngster had a clear understanding of each other's abilities.
The boost brought by the Grand Arena Medal, which the dragonman youngster had secretly hoped for, could not offset his current huge disadvantage.
“If the Grand Arena Medal was a gold level equipment, perhaps the current situation would be different.”
“But it's only silver level.” Tripleblade sighed deeply in his heart.
In this gold level battle, silver level equipment seemed a little inadequate.
But that's not to say that the Grand Arena Medal didn't help the dragonman youngster.
Its help was still substantial.
Without this help, the dragonman youngster might not have been able to hold out until now.
But this level of help was far from enough to allow the dragonman youngster to turn the tables again.
Outside the arena.
The owner of the Snow Bird Dueling Arena was also shaking his head.
“What a pity.”
“It's such a shame!”
He expressed pity for the dragonman youngster.
If the dragonman youngster defeated the stronger opponent, then the Snow Bird Dueling Arena would also benefit greatly.
The dragonman youngster's fame would spread throughout the kingdom, and the Snow Bird Dueling Arena would also become well-known.
Not only that, but the video of a silver level defeating the gold level expert would definitely become the hottest bestseller of the year throughout the country.
This would be a very considerable fortune!
The dragonman youngster's vision began to darken.
He stumbled and lost his strength more and more often.
His injuries were also becoming more serious.
There was still a lot of healing potion left in the Automatic Blood Bottle, but even with the recovery speed of the dragon bloodline, it couldn't keep up with the damage caused by Teng Dong Lang.
The dragonman youngster was sliding into the abyss of defeat!
Teng Dong Lang played extremely steadily, not giving the dragonman youngster any chance.
Expecting him to make a mistake?
It was simply impossible!
“No, it's not over yet.”
“Commander Long Fu, you still have a chance. Don't give up.”
“Even if there's only a sliver of a chance, you have to keep going, right?”
Bu Quan stared at the magic image.
She never gave up hope, stubbornly waiting for a miracle to happen.
“You have no hope!” Teng Dong Lang sneered, chasing after him and striking the dragonman youngster's back again.
“Long Fu, the outcome of this battle had been decided from the very beginning.”
“Even if you used that special spell scroll, what difference did it make?”
“At most, it can only delay your defeat...”
Teng Dong Lang paused, not finishing his sentence, as the dragonman youngster counterattacked again.
He immediately retreated, successfully pulling away.
But this time, the dragonman youngster did not retreat.
He had truly reached his limit.
“I can only bet on this one chance!” With this determination, the dragonman youngster resolutely used the Sword Return Dragon Scale.
In the next moment, a torrent of sword qi gushed forth.
But this time, the scale of the sword qi was much smaller than last time.
Teng Dong Lang was already on guard and immediately used his battle skill to increase his speed and dodge it.
But in the next moment, his legs went weak and his expression changed suddenly.
At that moment, he failed to unleash his battle qi!
His battle skill immediately drew a backlash.
The next moment, the sword qi rushed towards him.
At the most critical moment, he made a mistake!
Seeing this scene, a large number of spectators gasped and stood up.
In the VIP viewing room.
Bing Xiao and the others couldn't sit still either and stood up to watch.
“What's going on? The leader didn't dodge it?” Xiong Ju couldn't believe it.
The next moment, a gray light formed a hemispherical defensive shield, appearing within the sword qi surge.
The Abandoned Person's Shirt!
No matter how the sword qi surge surged, this layer of light remained unmoved.
It was a very strange defense method.
It didn't harden against the attack but instead transmitted the sword qi away.
In just a few seconds, the sword qi storm came to an abrupt halt.
The accumulation this time was not as sufficient as last time. And before it poured out, the dragonman youngster repeatedly drew on and consumed it.
The most powerful counterattack had been used up.
But the dragonman youngster still had one last strike left.
Battle skill—Spear Throw!
He clenched the gold level short spear tightly in his hand and threw it with all his remaining battle qi and strength.
The short spear collided with the gray-white light ball but was not teleported away.
The dragonman youngster seemed to hear an explosion.
The white-hot sword qi slowly dissipated, and the gray light ball disappeared, revealing the protected user.
Teng Dong Lang's lower body was in a lunge position, his upper body was straight, and his face was fierce.
He stood motionless, as if frozen in place.
The dragonman youngster fell to his knees with a thud.
He was about to admit defeat when suddenly his pupils contracted, and he froze on the spot.
Then, his mouth slowly opened wide.
“Is this an illusion?”
In his field of vision, there was a large hole in Teng Dong Lang's heart, visible from front to back.
The short spear had fallen behind him, covered in blood.
Along the path it had flown, there were large amounts of flesh and fragments of heart.
This was...
A fatal blow.
Plop.
As if a gentle breeze had blown, Teng Dong Lang's body fell to the ground like a broken sack.
Immediately afterwards, bright red blood quickly spread out, like a red carpet, covering the body of a gold level battle qi cultivator.
He...
Was dead.