402: The winner has been decided.

"Amazing assassin techniques! Truly excellent!"

As a top-tier assassin Great Master, Frey Foss's eyes gleamed as if he had spotted a promising talent.

And indeed, it was so.

What Chen Xi displayed was not just world-class assassin skills, but also an aura of extreme decisiveness in killing. It felt as if once he targeted someone, they were on a death list. Hiding his presence and striking with a one-hit kill like a thunderclap made many Grandmasters watching the battle feel their hair stand on end and their hearts palpitate.

They wondered if they stood on the opposite side, whether they could dodge that killing-intent-filled, certain-death strike.

"There were once rumors that he and Si Kong had a great battle that ended in a draw. I didn't believe it before, but now it seems very likely to be true."

Many Great Xia netizens appeared very excited.

"Once Chen Xi steps into the rank of a Seventh-order Grandmaster, he will surely become a nightmare for all squishy Grandmasters."

The battle continued.

An Tianzong encountered his strongest opponent yet.

The second-in-command of the United States's Hero Squad—Maguire Pitt!

He was a pure slaughter Martial Artist and had reached the strength of a Seventh-order Grandmaster; every strike contained astonishing destructive power.

"Is that all?"

Even though An Tianzong relied on his own talent and divine bow to restrain the opponent, it was still difficult to bridge the gap in pure strength between the two sides, and he was being heavily suppressed.

"I admit your control skills are quite amazing, but... they are useless against me!"

Maguire snorted coldly, and a white-gold airwave erupted from his body, almost solidifying as it tore through the starlight filling the sky.

He threw a hundred punches per second, carrying astonishing power that shredded the air, sending out bursts of sonic booms toward An Tianzong with a massive area of effect.

Knowing that he could not win even if he risked his life, An Tianzong sighed in his heart and put down the divine bow in his hand, allowing himself to be shattered by the Overlord Punches.

[China - An Tianzong, Defeated, national fortune -1%]

Looking at An Tianzong, who appeared somewhat lonely in the preparation area, the Great Xia people showed no sign of blame. Instead, they were full of encouragement, and many girls were even moved to tears by their emotions, feeling immense pity for the delicate and handsome An Tianzong.

"Although the winning streak was broken, it couldn't be helped."

"Human effort has its limits; one can't always have such good luck."

"You have already done very well. It's just that the opponent you met was too strong."

"Leave guys like that to Senior Student Si Kong and Senior Student Chen Xi!"

"Lord An, please cheer up! In the hearts of us support-type Martial Artists, you are the best!"

"To be able to achieve this level in the support-control system is already quite amazing. I am proud to have you as my Disciple!!"

"You are the greatest pride of our Civilization Academy!! All the teachers and students of our school support you!"

Countless voices rang out across the land of Great Xia, and the bullet chat was flooded with comforting messages.

It formed a sharp contrast with the neighboring South Korea and Japan.

"Isn't it just national fortune -1% and the random arrival of Abyss monsters? What does that matter?"

"Exactly! Our contestants have already helped Great Xia obtain so much national fortune blessing. A mere Abyss monster—as long as it dares to appear, don't blame my fists for not being fast or ruthless enough!"

"Third-order Warriors, don't try to steal experience from me!"

Abyss Void Cavities immediately appeared in several cities, and many monsters emerged from them. The strongest monster that descended upon the Imperial Capital even reached the Ninth-order Lord level.

"Roar..."

But as soon as it appeared, its body was instantly sliced open by a beam of Sword Qi falling from the sky. Sword light overflowed, and all the surrounding monsters were annihilated.

The Ninth-order Lord level monster still tried to struggle; its Physical Body, cut in two, wriggled, attempting to undergo Fusion once more.

*Boom!*

A cannon shot from afar, a golden light pillar piercing through most of the sky over the Imperial Capital city, hitting it precisely. A massive explosion soared into the sky.

Zheng Huangtong put away the weapon emitting green smoke, her expression calm.

The juniors are all shining and doing their best for the country on the national fortune battlefield; as 'Senior Brothers' and 'Senior Sisters,' we naturally cannot lose face.

We must provide proper backup.

As if thinking of something, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she looked up at the sky.

"Don't you agree, War General Jiang?"

"I'm looking forward to seeing you slaughter everyone in the Proxy War. Show those guys what you're made of."

..."Both sides have had one person eliminated; now we're back at the starting line."

Sturmheide glanced at Jiang Yuan and said.

Oleg was unmoved; his gaze was fixed on the battlefield between a Black-robed Mage and Lin Qingyan.

It looks like this match is about to be lost... "The outcome is about to be decided."

Hien spoke.

He was also very curious about this girl, whom Jiang Yuan had high hopes for and had placed a heavy bet on, feeling that she was extraordinary.

The next second.

The Black-robed Mage's final defensive barrier was shattered. The girl's figure flashed around him like a phantom, splitting into three, and she threw a punch, her fist glowing with an incredibly deep black punch radiance.

*Boom!!*

With the blessing of a Perfection-level combat technique, her Dao power increased more than tenfold. The mere wind from the punch was like a paper cutter, completely shredding the ground.

The physically weak Black-robed Mage was sent back to the preparation area without any power to fight back.

[China, Lin Qingyan, Victory, national fortune +1%]

The outcomes of the other two battlefields were also decided at almost the same moment.

Si Kong tore through the Army Formation and threw a punch. His blood-qi transformed into a giant lightning dragon, swallowing the opponent in one gulp.

Yan Runan once again displayed her terrifying Ocular Technique, transforming into a ghost in the gaps of time and killing the opponent with a single blade strike.

At this point.

China's third round of the knockout tournament: four wins and one loss!

Still ranking at the top of the list!