I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"I can't do anything about it. They've only sent one person so far, and our chances of winning are slim!"

Xu Hong said with equal helplessness.

After such a long and drawn-out battle, Yan Ziming should have been exhausted, but from their perspective in the illusion, it was very clear that Yan Ziming showed no signs of fatigue at all!

Another person we need to pay special attention to is Yunmo. She hasn't made a single move since the start of the match. She's in perfect condition, and they're already exhausted. How can they possibly continue fighting like this?

Little did they know that Yan Ziming was not the seventh-ranked person they had imagined, but the eighth-ranked person!

In terms of the sheer volume of energy, based on big data statistics, the total energy of an eighth-order being equivalent to that of three seventh-order beings.

Moreover, Yan Ziming is a top-tier eighth-order expert, capable of taking on at least five opponents.

Therefore, the final result of the match was determined before it even started. Even if it continues to drag on like this, they will definitely be the losers!

"This guy is a monster, we'll fight him!"

Xu Hong gritted his teeth, and all the light from above, below, and all around, including the light that maintained the illusion, converged continuously at one point, like a black hole, from which even light could not escape.

This phenomenon gradually spread outside the arena, where the light was stolen, creating a dark, indistinct area.

The spectators outside could no longer see what was happening inside; they could only see the light in the arena becoming increasingly solid, looking like a death star flickering.

He felt that this was the most powerful attack he had ever launched in his life, and it was the pinnacle of his life.

The light that sustained the illusion was removed, and the illusion could no longer be maintained perfectly. The dark red sky shattered inch by inch, and the falling fragments contained immense power.

Wang Rui also began to fight desperately. This was his last struggle. Although it was not as powerful as Xu Hong's, it could at least cause considerable trouble for those of the same level.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that their opponents are of the same level.

Even after escaping the illusion, Yan Ziming couldn't see anything. Everything around her was black. However, when she looked up, she could see a ball of light that was brighter than the sun. If it were to hit, the entire arena would probably be destroyed.

"They're going to take a desperate gamble."

Yan Ziming made a judgment immediately, and a point of light appeared in the palm of his right hand, surrounded by specks of blue-purple particles. Then it turned dark red, with an extremely high temperature brewing within it, as if it could burn mountains and boil seas without any problem.

Shining brightly in the mortal world!

The next instant, a beam of red light shot into the sky, piercing through the heavens and earth. For the first time, the protective shield surrounding the arena was pierced. If you looked closely, you could see that it was melted in an instant, leaving a hole the size of an arm.

hum-

The sphere of light also unleashed its power, transforming into a massive beam of light that blasted directly at Yan Ziming, while also engulfing Mo Xin within it.

It was cleanly and decisively breached without any suspense.

The white beam of light rapidly turned dark red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then dissipated completely. The falling light rain corroded small holes in the protective shield, creating a terrifying sight.

"We throw in the towel."

Xu Hong dejectedly announced their defeat. Their energy was completely depleted, and their fighting strength was less than one-tenth of what it used to be. They had no hope of winning.

That attack just now almost shattered his confidence. His strongest attack of his life couldn't even be countered. It was too discouraging.

Chapter Sixty-Three: Gaining Attention

Upon hearing Xu Hong and Wang Rui's declaration of defeat, Yan Ziming smiled. She knew that her reputation had been established today. While the previous negative influences might not have completely disappeared, they were no longer as universally reviled as before.

In order to salvage her reputation, Yan Ziming went all out, even revealing some of her abilities, just to shut up the audience's slanderous mouths!

"It's a very powerful illusion. If it were in a more suitable setting, it would be virtually flawless. However, the tyrant emerging from the ground was a mistake."

Yan Ziming nodded to the two of them, displaying the demeanor of a master, and pointed out a flaw in the illusion.

After hearing this, Wang Rui's expression turned somewhat strange.

He certainly wouldn't overlook such an obvious problem, and he took corresponding measures at the time.

That was to interfere with Yan Ziming's judgment through mental waves, intending to make her believe the scene before her was real, but it was shattered by a terrifying will halfway through and failed.

As he anticipated, and based on the reactions of his former enemies, their ability to judge was disrupted, and without exception, they were completely trapped in his illusion, unaware of their own state of mind, and ultimately defeated by their own fear.

He has always done this: illusions combined with mental distractions; once trapped, no one can escape his illusions.

Today's real-life battle, however, slapped him hard across the face. His usually foolproof move was completely useless against Yan Ziming.

He felt a tremendous sense of defeat.

"I still haven't done enough homework!" Xu Hong simply sighed.

“It’s a complete defeat for us. You’re too strong, and so is she.” Wang Rui looked at Mo Xin, who hadn’t moved at all, with a complicated expression.

This person watched the entire battle from the sidelines, leaving everything to Yan Ziming. No matter how intense their fight was, he remained standing still, showing absolute confidence in himself and in Yan Ziming.

Based on intelligence and a limited number of battles, Mo Xin is undoubtedly stronger.

Whether they were at the seventh or eighth rank, they all regarded her as a venomous snake and dared not let her get close, which shows that Mo Xin possessed close combat abilities that they feared.

In response, they devised a strategy long ago: to use the deceptive nature of the illusion to keep her at bay. Once this advantage of Mo Xin was removed, she would be less formidable.

However, when they found out they had been drawn into the same group as Mo Xin, even though they were both at the seventh level and had already prepared a strategy, they were still quite worried.

Given their physical abilities, if Mo Xin gets close enough to them, they'll have no choice but to admit defeat if they don't want to be cut in half instantly.

To their surprise, she had no intention of fighting at all. Instead, someone ranked lower among the Four Heavenly Kings challenged the two of them to a one-on-one duel, which was undoubtedly a boon for them.

Blind arrogance is a flaw in most people, and Yan Ziming's actions gave them the opportunity to defeat him one by one, increasing their chances of winning.

What they didn't know was that, from the very beginning, there was absolutely no chance of winning!

The final result proved this point; the loss was inevitable and devastating.

"I look forward to meeting you in the future, not as enemies, but as teammates who can fight side by side."

After saying this, Yan Ziming turned around and strode towards the waiting area, leaving without a trace, but taking away the hearts of all the audience members.

Mo Xin followed behind her with perfect respect, subtly lowering her own status to highlight Yan Zimo's power.

Yan Ziming wanted to give Mo Xin a thumbs up for her thoughtfulness, but she held back because they were still in the audience's sight.

In the corridor leading to the waiting room.

"Nice Mo Xin, as expected of my little loli, you can be quite smart sometimes!" Yan Ziming said, and his thumb was almost touching Mo Xin's nose.

"What do you mean by 'occasionally'? Do you think I'm usually stupid?" Mo Xin pouted and said with dissatisfaction.

"Being a little silly is more adorable, don't worry about the details."

Yan Ziming, who was always thick-skinned, glossed over the matter, and Mo Xin inexplicably agreed with her statement and did not pursue it further.

On the way to the waiting room for the Chinese team, I met someone I didn't expect.

"Oh, you two are here to see my heroic figure?" Yan Ziming greeted Zhiruo and Youlan with a smile.

"Congratulations on winning today's battle! Ziqing, your battle was truly spectacular!" Zhiruo, a devoted fan, said enthusiastically.

"Ha... It's nothing serious, it's only the first day, there are still many challenges ahead."

Yan Ziming scratched her head; in her opinion, it really wasn't a big deal.

The doubles competition has only just begun, and we will encounter even stronger opponents in the future. There is no need to be arrogant or complacent; acting prudently is the right way.

"No, no, no, you're being too modest. Normally speaking, with Wang Rui and Xu Hong's strength, coupled with the complementary illusion, and assuming no other unexpected events, they would most likely make it into the top five, or even the top three. When I learned that you had drawn them, I couldn't help but feel a bit worried for you!"

Youlan's analogy was not an exaggeration. The illusion created by the two seventh-level experts working together would greatly hinder even those of the same level, and their defeat would be highly probable.

They were just unlucky. They ran into Yan Ziming in the first round today, and their chance to make it into the top five was immediately blocked by Yan Ziming, losing their qualification to continue.

However, all of this is contingent on the premise that there will be no more abnormal teams like Yan Ziming and Mo Xin, or Mu Mu and Ye Qianxue.

After today's battle, Yan Ziming's team has at least secured a place in the top five, and their future looks bright.

"Doesn't that mean that our opponents will now see us as an enemy that ranks in the top five?"

Yan Ziming asked, his expression grim.

The impact of the doubles competition can be directly reflected in the individual competition. Suddenly being valued so much means all the previous efforts to hide are wasted.

"That's what you think."

Mu Mu appeared from the end of the corridor. One second she was in the shadows, and the next she had covered a distance of over a hundred meters and appeared in front of Yan Ziming.

"Wow! It's Mu Mu!" Youlan exclaimed with delight. Just as Yan Zimo was Zhiruo's idol, Mu Mu was also an object of Youlan's admiration.

As the most popular contender to win this year's Civilization Cup, Mu Mu is almost on par with Mo Sheng, and is known to everyone in the world.

All of China, and even the world, knows that China's next ninth-tier expert will inevitably be her.

"You are?"

"My name is Youlan! I'm your fan!" Youlan said excitedly, while Zhiruo was rather apprehensive: "Hello, my name is Zhiruo."

"Oh my, what well-behaved children they are!"

"..." Yan Ziming watched this scene speechlessly. Isn't greeting people the most basic morality? Is it necessary to praise them like this?

After chatting with Youlan Zhiruo for a while, Mu Mu said to Yan Zimo:

"Oh right, Mo Sheng is looking for you. If it's convenient, go see her now."

Chapter Sixty-Four: Ignition

Chapter 64