109: Chapter 109 One against three? Bring it on!

That faint blue rift grew larger and larger.

From a thin crack, it expanded to three meters wide, five meters wide, ten meters wide...

Finally, it formed a massive whirlpool thirty meters in diameter.

An eerie light emanated from within the whirlpool.

That light wasn't an ordinary blue.

It was a deep, faint blue that seemed capable of swallowing everything.

Like the deep sea, like the night sky, like... another Universe.

Lin Feng stood in the center of the arena, gripping his dragon slaying sword tightly.

His eyes were fixed deathly on that whirlpool.

Outside the arena, the big shots of Donghai City also held their breath.

The countdown was still ticking.

10 seconds... 9 seconds... 8 seconds...

The moment the countdown hit zero—

Three figures stepped out of the whirlpool.

They were three... humanoid creatures.

No, they weren't human.

Their skin was light blue, the color of condensed seawater.

Their eyes were golden vertical pupils, like snakes, like Dragons, like some ancient predator.

Their hair was silver-white, moving on its own without wind like countless tiny snakes.

Their ears were long and pointed, sticking upwards like elves, yet sharper than any elf's.

Each was about two meters tall, with slender builds, wearing uniform silver-white battle armor.

A faint blue light flowed across the surface of the armor, identical to the whirlpool.

The three creatures walked out of the whirlpool side by side.

They landed on the arena stage.

[Gazi Clan Warrior]

[Rank: 50]

[health points: ???]

[attack power: ???]

[Defense: ???]

[Skills: ???]

[Description: A high-level combat race from an unknown Star Domain, possessing powerful combat instincts and Talent skills.]

Lin Feng frowned as he looked at the question marks.

Can't see their attributes?

This was a first.

Did the rules of the Cosmic Arena hide the opponent's detailed information?

Or did these Gazi Race members have some special shielding method?

He didn't know.

But he knew these three guys would not be easy to deal with.

The three Gazi Clan Warriors were also sizing up Lin Feng.

Their golden vertical pupils swept over Lin Feng.

That gaze was cold, sharp, and devoid of any emotion.

It was like they were looking at... prey.

Then, they laughed.

It wasn't a friendly laugh.

It was a haughty laugh, filled with a sense of superiority.

"The Earth Federation... only sent one?"

The Gazi Clan Warrior in the middle spoke.

His voice was like metal grinding, sharp and ear-piercing.

But he was actually speaking a language of Earth?

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment.

"You can speak human tongue?"

The Gazi Clan Warrior raised an eyebrow.

"The Universal Common Tongue. All intelligent races can learn it."

"You Earthlings couldn't possibly not know even this, right?"

Lin Feng fell silent.

He really didn't know.

It wasn't taught in the textbooks.

"Alright, enough nonsense."

The Gazi Clan Warrior waved his hand.

"According to the rules, it's best of three in a rotation match."

"On our side, three will come out."

He looked behind Lin Feng.

Outside the arena, those big shots of Donghai City stood there, motionless.

Not a single one stepped onto the arena.

"What about your side? Just him alone?"

The Gazi Clan Warrior's voice carried obvious mockery.

"Is the Earth Federation out of people?"

Outside the arena, there was a dead silence.

The big shots looked at each other.

Then, their gazes fell upon Lin Feng.

No one spoke.

No one moved.

Lin Feng turned back and looked at them.

In that instant, he understood.

These people didn't intend to send anyone else.

They... wanted him to fight three alone.

Lin Feng's gaze swept over those people.

Zhou Tiannan stood at the front of the crowd, a faint, non-existent smile on his lips.

That smile was one of gloating.

The elder of the Shen Family stood beside Zhou Tiannan, expressionless.

But his eyes clearly wrote—'Go die.'

There was also the grandfather of the Su Family's little princess, a white-haired old man, standing on the other side.

He lowered his head, not looking at Lin Feng.

But he didn't stand out either.

Only the people from the military and the Explorer Association had faces full of anger and anxiety.

Zhao Tianhai stood in the crowd, his face ashen.

He pointed at the people from the noble families and cursed loudly.

"You! This is murder!"

"Letting him fight three alone? Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?!"

Zhou Tiannan sneered.

"Supervisor Zhao, you can't put it that way."

"Our Zhou Family truly doesn't have a suitable candidate below Rank 50."

"We can't just send someone up randomly to die, can we?"

"Since he took the initiative to step onto the arena, let him finish the fight."

"Anyway... it doesn't matter if we lose."

"At worst, we just give up the Old City District."

Zhao Tianhai was so angry he was trembling all over.

"You! Your Zhou Family! You're really fucking bastards!"

The Shen Family elder also spoke up.

"Supervisor Zhao, those words are incorrect."

"Our Shen Family is also considering the bigger picture."

"Below Rank 50, there really is no one capable of fighting."

"We can't throw away the hope of our Family just for this arena match, can we?"

"As for Lin Feng..."

He paused and looked at Lin Feng on the arena.

"Since he had the courage to go up, he should have the ability to finish it."

"If he can't finish it, then that is his fate."

Zhao Tianhai was so angry he was speechless.

The military representative behind him, a middle-aged general, couldn't hold back either.

"You! You're killing with a borrowed knife!"

"Zhou Tiannan! Don't think I don't know about the grudge between your Zhou Family and Lin Feng!"

"You just want him to die!"

Zhou Tiannan's expression changed.

"General, you can't just throw accusations around."

"There is indeed a small misunderstanding between my Zhou Family and him, but that's a private grievance."

"This is a racial war now. No matter how muddled my Zhou Family is, we wouldn't joke about something like this."

"He really is the only one suitable."

The middle-aged general sneered.

"Not suitable? Among all the younger generation in your Zhou Family, not a single one is suitable?"

"What about Zhou Yun? Zhou Lie? Zhou Feng?"

"Aren't all of them above Rank 45?"

Zhou Tiannan shook his head.

"They lack combat experience. Going up would just be sending them to their deaths."

"Rather than letting them die, it's better to let Lin Feng try alone."

"What if he wins?"

The middle-aged general's face turned blue with rage.

"You! You're just using twisted logic!"

Zhou Tiannan stopped talking.

He just looked at Lin Feng on the arena, a smile on his lips.

That smile seemed to say—

Kid, you've finally met your day.

Lin Feng stood on the arena, looking at those people.

He saw their true faces very clearly.

The Zhou Family wanted him dead.

The Shen Family also wanted him dead.

The Su Family... wouldn't help, but wouldn't harm him either; they just didn't care if he lived or died.

Only the military and the Explorer Association were speaking up for him.

But their voices were too small.

They couldn't drown out those noble families.

Lin Feng fell silent.

Then, he laughed.

A very cold laugh.

"Fine."

He turned and looked at the three Gazi Clan Warriors.

"Just me alone."

"Come at me."

The three Gazi Clan Warriors also laughed.

They laughed very happily.

"Interesting."

The warrior in the middle took a step forward.

"The first match, I'll go."

He raised his hand, and silver-white light condensed in his palm.

It transformed into a three-meter-long silver spear.

The shaft was slender, and the tip was sharp, glinting with a faint blue cold light.

[Gazi Race Standard Weapon · Faint Blue Spear]

[Quality: Purple]

[attack power: 6000-7000]

[Effect: Attacks carry a 'Penetration' effect, ignoring 20% of the target's Defense.]

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed as he looked at that spear.

Purple quality, attack power between six to seven thousand.

It was quite a bit inferior to his dragon slaying sword.

But the opponent was Rank 50, four Ranks higher than him.

And he didn't know what Talent skills they had.

He couldn't be careless.

The Gazi Clan Warrior spun the spear in his hand.

The tip pointed at Lin Feng.

"My name is Kakarot."

"Captain of the Gazi Race's Third Combat Squad."

"Kid, what's your name?"

Lin Feng gripped the dragon slaying sword tightly.

"Lin Feng."

Kakarot nodded.

"Lin Feng... I'll remember it."

"Remember, the one who kills you is named Kakarot."

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved!

His speed was astonishingly fast!

Like a bolt of silver lightning, he instantly charged in front of Lin Feng!

The spear thrust directly at Lin Feng's throat!

Lin Feng's pupils constricted!

So fast!

Even faster than Zhou Tiannan!

But he didn't panic.

He held the dragon slaying sword horizontally in front of him to parry!

Clang!!!

Spear and sword collided, sparks flying everywhere!

A massive force surged from the blade!

Lin Feng was shaken back three steps!

[Received Shock Damage: 15,000]

[health points: 2.225 million / 2.24 million]

"What immense strength!"

Lin Feng was inwardly startled.

This strength was even greater than his own!

Kakarot was also stunned for a moment.

He looked at Lin Feng, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"You only retreated three steps after taking a strike from my spear?"

"Your strength is quite something."

Lin Feng didn't speak.

He just gripped the dragon slaying sword tightly and adjusted his breathing.

With that one strike, he had already tested the waters.

The opponent's strength was at least 1.5 times his own.

His speed was also faster.

In a head-on clash, he would be at a disadvantage.

But...

"If I can't win with brawn, I'll win with brains!"

Lin Feng's gaze turned fierce.

He no longer stayed on the defensive.

Instead, he took the initiative to attack!

The dragon slaying sword swung, slashing toward Kakarot's head!

Kakarot held his spear horizontally to block!

Clang!

Another loud bang!

But this time, Lin Feng didn't retreat.

Using the counter-force, he spun his body and delivered another slash!

Aiming for Kakarot's waist!

Kakarot's expression changed!

He didn't expect Lin Feng's speed to actually keep up with his rhythm!

He hurriedly pulled his spear back to defend!

Clang!

Blocked again!

But Lin Feng's third strike was already here!

One strike after another, like a violent storm!

The dragon slaying sword in his hand turned into streaks of black lightning!

Kakarot was forced back repeatedly!

[Dealt Damage: 9,150 + 5,400 = 14,550]

[High attack frequency, accumulating damage]

Ten strikes!

Twenty strikes!

Thirty strikes!

Lin Feng unleashed over thirty strikes in one breath!

Every strike landed on Kakarot's spear!

Clang clang clang clang clang!!!

Sparks flew!

Kakarot was beaten back repeatedly, his expression growing more and more unsightly!

"This... how is this kid so fast?!"

He was filled with both shock and anger.

Clearly, the boy's strength and speed were inferior to his.

Yet he was being overwhelmed and flustered!

Why?!

Lin Feng didn't care why.

He only knew that he had the upper hand now!

He had to press the advantage!

"Sword Intent!"

Golden patterns lit up on the dragon slaying sword!

He slashed down!

Empowered by Sword Intent, it ignored 50% of Defense!

Kakarot's face changed drastically!

He felt the terror of this strike!

He hurriedly raised his spear to block!

Clang!!!

A deafening roar of impact!

Kakarot was sent flying!

[Dealt Damage: 14,550 × 1.5 (Sword Intent) = 21,825, Actual Damage: 21,825]

He flipped several times in the air before landing on the ground.

The hand holding the spear was trembling slightly.

He looked at Lin Feng, the contempt in his eyes gone.

In its place was solemnity.

"You... are strong."

Lin Feng sneered.

"Enough talk, let's continue!"

He charged forward again!

Kakarot gritted his teeth and also rushed forward!

The two engaged in intense close-quarters combat on the arena!

Spear against sword, sparks flying everywhere!

Every collision erupted in a deafening bang!

Outside the arena, those big shots were dumbfounded.

"This... this kid is so fierce?!"

"Going head-to-head with a Rank 50 Gazi Clan Warrior and not falling behind?!"

"He's only Rank 46!"

Zhou Tiannan's expression grew more and more unsightly.

He naturally knew he was strong, which was why he wanted Lin Feng dead even more.

But at this moment, he actually had the upper hand!

"Damn it..."

He gritted his teeth, a sense of unease welling up in his heart.

If Lin Feng won...

If Lin Feng really won against three alone...

Then his plan would be completely ruined!

Furthermore, Lin Feng's reputation would reach its peak!

By then, it would be difficult to move against him!

"No... I can't let him win..."

A ruthless glint flashed in Zhou Tiannan's eyes.

But right now, there was nothing he could do.

He could only watch.

Watching that young man on the arena, wielding his sword and fighting for his life against the enemy.

...

On the arena.

The battle between Lin Feng and Kakarot had already lasted for three minutes.

Three minutes was very short for an ordinary person.

But for two experts, it was enough to decide the outcome.

Kakarot was already on the verge of collapsing.

His body was covered in sword wounds.

His silver-white battle armor had been slashed with over a dozen gashes.

Blue blood flowed down from the wounds.

[Kakarot health points: 28%]

He gasped for air, his hand holding the spear trembling.

The gaze he directed at Lin Feng was filled with fear.

This human was too terrifying.

Clearly, his Rank was lower, his strength was less, and his speed was slower.

Yet he just wouldn't die!

And he got fiercer as the fight went on!

His recovery speed was ridiculously fast!

The health he lost would be fully restored in a few seconds!

How the hell was he supposed to fight this?!

Lin Feng looked at him and smiled.

"What? Can't take it anymore?"

He gripped the dragon slaying sword and walked toward Kakarot step by step.

"Then... let's end this!"

He slashed down!

Kakarot's pupils constricted!

He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't!

This strike was too fast!

Just as the blade was about to hit his head—

A streak of silver light shot out from outside the arena!

Clang!!!

It blocked Lin Feng's sword!

Lin Feng was startled and turned to look.

One of the other two Gazi Clan Warriors was standing at the edge of the arena.

In his hand was an identical spear.

He looked at Lin Feng coldly.

"We forfeit the first match."

"The second match, I'll go."

Lin Feng frowned.

"Forfeit?"

"Yes." The Gazi Clan Warrior nodded. "According to the rules, one can forfeit."

"He lost, so I'm replacing him."

Lin Feng looked at Kakarot.

Kakarot lowered his head, not saying a word.

But those golden vertical pupils were full of unwillingness and humiliation.

Lin Feng was silent for a second.

Then, he laughed.

"Fine, a swap is a swap."

"I'll kill as many as you send."

The Gazi Clan Warrior stepped onto the arena.

He was taller and stronger than Kakarot.

The aura on him was also more terrifying.

He gripped his spear and pointed it at Lin Feng.

"I am Kakarot II."

"Captain of the Gazi Race's First Combat Squad."

"Lin Feng, remember this name."

"Because it will be the last name you ever hear."

Lin Feng looked at him and smiled.

"Too much nonsense."

"Bring it on."

He gripped the dragon slaying sword and charged!

The second battle began!