Quadruple split.

Chapter 2875, Second Playthrough Difficulty

Game time: 08:30 AM
Tianzhu Mountain, the First Outer Mountain Arena, a Level 3 Arena

"Ladies and gentlemen! And all the pretty little girls who love Noyce the most!"

The high-level observer, accused by Lu Wei of 'neglecting his duties all day,' circled rapidly above the arena, shouting in a booming voice, "I am your favorite, Noyce Huashao! Here I come! Here I come! This moment has finally arrived! What could be more exciting than a blood-pumping revenge? Now, I am honored to announce that this is not a matchmaking contest, nor is it based on any points rewards; it is simply a targeted challenge that is about to begin! Let us welcome the challenger of this match to the stage!"

Just as Noyce flew to the center of the field, he spun around in mid-air and suddenly stretched his hand to the left side of the field—

The next instant, accompanied by a beam of light that wasn't too dazzling, the half-dragon knight, whose plate armor made him shine, slightly raised his right hand and waved to the cheering crowd.

"Powerful! Composed! Handsome! Versatile in combat! A source of maximum security! [Hidden Dragon] is consistently ranked in the top ten of the weekly popularity charts among female viewers!"

Noyce snapped his fingers and gave a loud, embarrassing introduction to the half-dragon knight.

[So why is it "Hidden Dragon"? I've already said I don't mind fighting with my real name, so why did you have to give me such a weird nickname...?]

Mo Tan sighed silently, then accepted the fact with a wry smile amidst thunderous applause, and opened the folding fan in his hand.

"Oh ho! It's that strangely shaped weapon again! But with Noyes's keen eye, I can confidently tell you all that what our Qianlong brother is holding is a shield! No matter how flimsy it is or how narrow its protective surface is, it's still a solid shield!"

Noyce grinned, then suddenly turned around, stretched his hand to the other side of the arena, and shouted: "However, his opponent is none other than the one who forcefully broke through his defense five days ago, possessing unparalleled strength, speed, inexhaustible stamina, and flawless leg lines, who almost destroyed the Hidden Dragon player—[Red Trace]!"

"Leg shape and stuff, it doesn't matter what..."

The horse-woman monk nicknamed "Red Trace" in the arena, with her beautiful long black hair and mane, tall stature, erect ears, and indeed graceful leg lines, sighed. Then she hopped around a couple of times and waved to Mo Tan, saying, "Brother Mo! I won't hold back this time either! You'll have to go all out too!"

"Haha."

Mo Tan smiled politely, but did not directly answer his opponent's call. Instead, he tilted his fan forward slightly, assuming a defensive stance.

"It's good to be a gentleman, but—"

He used her long right leg to push off the ground, and in the blink of an eye, she had already traversed the entire arena and appeared in front of Mo Tan, shouting, "Is this how you lost to me last time!"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful whirlwind kick had already deflected the folding fan in Mo Tan's hand, and in the next spin, it accurately kicked towards Mo Tan's chest.

It's worth noting that last time, Mo Tan used the [Seven Star Spin] skill to deflect He's kick seven times in a row, which set the stage for her being suppressed by her opponent until she died.

But this time—

"...Huh?!"

He gasped as she kicked the sandalwood fan, then felt a dizzying sensation. When she came to her senses, she found herself kneeling on the ground. The half-dragon in front of her, who had a handsome smile and a warm demeanor even when not smiling, was putting the fan behind his back and nodding to her with an elegant air.

"So handsome—"

So, He blurted out this sentence without thinking.

Mo Tan: "...Huh?"

"Uh, what I meant was—it's weird!"

He Yi, a young woman, sprang to her feet, her face slightly flushed, and looked at Mo Tan's arm behind his back: "How did you do that just now? It's the same weapon, why couldn't you block it last time?!"

Mo Tan smiled gently and said in a calm tone, "After these few days of research, I have gained some insights. I hope this time I can make Miss He's experience more enjoyable."

"it is good!"

He laughed, then leaped forward and delivered a knee strike, slamming it into Mo Tan's jaw: "I like it!"

It's worth noting that during their last encounter, although Mo Tan barely managed to block the whirlwind kick, this knee strike cost him 34% of his health. He was then hit by a horizontal elbow strike from He, which resembled a snuggling embrace, and was knocked into the air.

Incidentally, after Mo Tan floated into the air, this female horse directly ended the match with a leaping downward kick, knocking out the former.

Whirlwind kick, leaping knee strike, horizontal elbow strike combo, and vertical downward kick – in the final stage of the last match, He, going all out, used only these four moves to break through Mo Tan's defense and kill him, which was incredibly cool.

But in this match, the whirlwind kick that had previously broken through the defense inexplicably caused He to fall to the ground, as for the knee strike—

"Waaah!"

He felt a chill on the outside of his thigh, and the next instant he suddenly found himself crashing vertically into the air, with no one in front of him. He cried out in surprise, then landed steadily on the ground after a side spin in mid-air. Looking at Mo Tan, who was still standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, he asked in bewilderment, "What... was that just now?"

Knowing perfectly well that He was just sighing, and that answering honestly would only make her uncomfortable, Mo Tan smiled without saying a word, simply standing there relaxed, waiting for the other party to attack.

He didn't hesitate much. Despite having her attacks thwarted twice for no apparent reason, she still leaped up and used the move that had killed the match beforehand, raising her right leg and slashing down at Mo Tan.

The next moment—

This is exactly how it feels!

This time, He, who suddenly lost her balance, was not stunned. Instead, she immediately gathered her strength, twisted her body, and used her left leg to press down hard on the back of Mo Tan's neck.

"Oh ho!"

Neus, perfectly timed, clicked his tongue, echoing the sentiments of countless spectators: "This is truly enviable!"

Of course, that's just talk. If an ordinary person were to try to take a kick from this horse girl with their neck, anyone with strength below epic level would be seriously injured on the spot before they could gain an advantage through physical contact, or they would simply be teleported out of the game before the barrier determined that they had no chance of survival.

But Mo Tan had no intention of sitting idly by and waiting to die. Almost the instant her opponent changed his move, she unfolded her fan to protect the back of her neck.

"Hehe, I won't fall for your trick again!"

However, He grinned and deftly raised his long leg, which was falling like a guillotine, and changed his attack into a clean and decisive elbow strike.

Shift the focus of attack and the point of force!

The female monk, believing she had seen through Mo Tan's techniques, was very confident. She felt that this time she would definitely not be misled by the force again, causing her to lose her balance.

In fact, she didn't lose her balance this time. The only drawback was that after the fan that occupied most of He's vision disappeared, the half-dragon who should have been hidden below was nowhere to be seen, leaving only the hard, solid ground of the arena rapidly approaching the horse girl. "Ugh!"

With lightning speed, He changed his elbow into a palm, used one hand to brace himself, and performed a backflip. After noticing that Mo Tan had left his melee range, he landed steadily back on the ground, rubbing his wrist and glaring at the latter with a snarl: "Are you kidding me?!"

"No."

Mo Tan immediately shook his head and said honestly, "I am actually still adapting. The reason I haven't taken the initiative to attack is simply because my attack methods are relatively limited."

"Scarcity doesn't mean nothingness, does it?"

He pouted, then crossed her arms and assumed a defensive stance: "I already know you're much stronger than last time! Come on, attack with all your might, I won't cry even if I lose!"

"it is good."

Upon hearing this, Mo Tan nodded slightly. With a slight shift in his steps, he approached his opponent at a speed that, while seemingly slow, was actually second only to He's explosive charge at the start of the match. He unfolded his folding fan and drew a semi-circle in mid-air, slicing down diagonally like a sharp blade.

"flaw!"

He's eyes lit up, and he quickly sprang half a meter to the right. Then, he pushed off the ground with his right foot and bounced back even faster, not only avoiding the sharp fan blades but also directly ramming his shoulder into the obviously harmless fan surface.

If all goes well, she could take advantage of Mo Tan's weapon being knocked away and his defenses being wide open to replicate the previous match and defeat him with a clean and decisive combo.

click!
【? ! 】

Suddenly realizing that her shoulder had dislocated the moment it touched the fan, He Yin fell uncontrollably into Mo Tan's arms. She bit her lip lightly, enduring the excruciating pain in her left arm, and slammed her knee into the latter's chest.

click!
Then her right leg dislocated as well.

Clearly, without being able to deflect the fan, the knee strike was blocked by the seemingly thin and delicate fan surface and was severely injured by some strange influence.

Instead of pressing her advantage, Mo Tan took a half step back and asked humbly, "Shouldn't I be considered the winner?"

At this moment, these words did not make him appear arrogant. After all, judging from the previous few rounds of their exchange, He was in a completely disadvantageous position. Whether he took the initiative to attack or defended and countered, he could not gain any advantage over Mo Tan. On the contrary, he suffered a loss equivalent to the number of times he made a move. In principle, there was really no need to continue fighting.

"If this weren't the Tianzhu Mountain Arena, I would definitely have given up."

However, He forcefully 'set' her dislocated shoulder and knee back into place while staring intently at Mo Tan: "But if we're here, it's okay to be a little willful, right?"

"..."

Mo Tan didn't speak, but took a few steps back to distance himself from He, silently holding the [Dawn Seven Star Fan] horizontally in front of him, abandoning his plan to 'stop at the point' without hesitation.

The reason is simple: just now, Mo Tan saw a very familiar color in He's eyes... exactly the same as when he was in the [Questioning and Debating] environment, where he could use [Reverse Scale: Full Release] and [Herrscher's Resolve] without restraint.

You need to be careful.

After saying this, He took a step and lightly stomped on the ground.

boom--!!!
In the next instant, hundreds of the incredibly sturdy floor tiles in the arena cracked simultaneously, and the girl's figure appeared just inches away from Mo Tan.

Almost simultaneously, the latter placed the fan in his hand against the side of his neck.

……

"Huh?!"

He was teleported out of the arena and missed a step, falling to the ground in a very disheveled state. Although he was not injured at all, his face was frighteningly pale, and cold sweat kept seeping from his forehead.

Are you alright?

The next instant, a breathtakingly beautiful girl with angelic white wings appeared before her, kneeling on the ground and anxiously taking He's hands in hers. She asked with concern, "Are you hurt anywhere? Is anything bothering you? Should I call Uncle Noyce to help you recover?"

"Oh, this!"

He was immediately stunned, then shook his head vigorously and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine. I barely used that move, and apart from being a little weak, I'm fine. I'll just have a couple more meals later."

"That's good. If you feel uncomfortable at all, please be sure to tell me!"

The winged beauty immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and very considerately helped the horse-woman warrior monk who was sitting on the ground to her feet. Then she turned around sharply to look at Mo Tan, who had also been teleported out of the arena, and said with a serious look in her eyes, "This young lady seems to be alright!"

"Uh……"

Mo Tan touched the tip of his nose, decisively swallowed back his concern for He's health, nodded to the latter, and then ran away as fast as he could.

"call."

In order to come and 'oversee' the battle, Ji Xiaoge had entrusted almost all of her morning's affairs to A Qing. Fearing that her online boyfriend would be flirted with by other girls, she breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "Thank goodness."

He looked at Ji Xiaoge with some curiosity and asked, "Um, excuse me, may I ask you..."

"Ah, that's right, I am indeed Mo's girlfriend. It's nice to meet you!"

"I didn't actually intend to ask that..."

"Oh! So what do you want to ask?"

"I... well, it's nothing really."

The female monk's ears drooped listlessly, and after giving Ji Xiaoge a weak smile, she left unsteadily.

"...Sigh, it makes me sound like a super petty bad guy."

Looking at the other person's tall, slender back, Ji Xiaoge sighed deeply and lowered her gaze—

"It's always better to have fewer victims than possible."

Chapter 2866: The End