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

"White Emperor - Annihilation".

Like a light suddenly appearing in the deepest darkness, it struck her eyes fiercely and unexpectedly, with a roar and speed comparable to thunder.

65. Calm the Dragon's Wrath

Instinct overcame consciousness, and a thin layer of black scales automatically covered the surface of Si Mo's body, each scale reflecting an obsidian luster.

At that moment, Murong Haiyi's slash landed right on her.

Squeak squeak squeak

The scales emitted a grating creaking sound, bearing immense pressure. Everything began to perish with this swordsman, tearing open the 'night curtain' that shrouded the stage. Where the blade sliced, even space was torn apart. From the torn areas, countless golden light flakes flew out, as brilliant as the radiance of a half-moon and stars.

With a single sword strike, she unleashed unparalleled beauty.

Murong Haiyi's terrifying aura and the sword strike infused with all his essence and spirit shattered Si Mo's defenses almost the instant it touched her.

"Oh no...we're doomed..."

Yan Ziming, who was watching the game from the podium, couldn't help but cover his face with one hand.

She foresaw this outcome when Si Mo and Murong Haiyi were paired together. These two were so arrogant that their encounter would only result in a life-or-death battle.

This isn't so easy to solve...

"..."

The audience was speechless as they watched this scene. Ye Qianxue was so surprised that she opened her mouth wide, her eyes shining with disbelief.

Tick ​​tock...tick tock...

Shattered scales flew everywhere, mixed with bright red blood, splattering three feet into the ground. Drops of blood fell to the ground, making a light yet heavy, suffocating sound.

A line of blood appeared on Si Mo's body, running from her head to her abdomen, from which fresh blood was gushing. The cut looked very deep, estimated to be about five centimeters deep, and those who saw it felt inexplicably uneasy, as if some world-ending calamity was about to befall them.

Si Mo ran her hand over her head in utter confusion, looking at the scarlet stain on her hand, and muttered to herself in disbelief:

"This, this is...our blood?"

She, a queen of her generation, the Black Calamity, a top existence below the Soul Heaven, had her defenses broken by an ant of only the eighth rank, and even bled herself.

"See? I told you it wasn't something external." Murong Haiyi laughed weakly but heartily.

Just then, the host outside, having recovered from the shock, began reporting the situation: "Oh no!!! What happened inside? Sisi... Sisi is seriously injured!!!"

Holy crap! Why are you filling me with this mess now?!

Yan Ziming really wanted to slap the referee to death; once he shouted, things spiraled out of control.

As expected, as soon as the referee said this, a light appeared in Si Mo's lifeless eyes, and an extremely ominous black aura emanated from her body, forming a dragon-like face hundreds of meters tall behind her.

"...cluck ...

Si Mo gritted her teeth, her throat emitting gasps of rage. Her wounds healed instantly, her petite body trembled with anger, and her fists clenched abruptly, creating two distorted dents in the air.

"Well, you... a mere inferior species... actually... actually managed to harm the great Silk..."

White teeth, white teeth, white teeth, my buddy's white teeth!

Murong Haiyi, hold on until the first blow comes, then I can intervene and stop it...

Yan Ziming's heart leaped into his throat, his muscles tense, ready to intervene at any moment to stop Si Mo's next act of violence.

Suddenly, Si Mo raised her head, her gloomy face instantly turning into a sweet smile: "Now that you're done, it's our turn, right?"

boom!

An unparalleled explosion resounded, blurring the view at the center. The intense wind pressure pounded on the protective shield like the fist of a giant, creating dazzling ripples.

People craned their necks to look inside, and heard a cracking sound.

boom!

Murong Haiyi's body was like a lump of mud, sticking to the protective shield with a "smack," just like a rootless leaf, utterly powerless against the raging wind and rain.

The storm had passed, and Murong Haiyi plummeted downwards, crashing to the ground.

"puff--"

Murong Haiyi struggled to prop himself up with his hands, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. His whole body was burning with pain, and he felt as if his body was about to be crushed by the wind pressure.

In fact, almost half of his bones were shattered by Si Mo's punch.

[How terrifying... Is this her... true power? If it weren't for the White Emperor Sword... I would be in grave danger right now!]

Before he could think any further, another wave of wind pressure followed, blurring the scene inside again, and Murong Haiyi's figure was once again submerged.

"elder brother!"

Outside, Murong Haixuan stood up nervously, her heart pounding with anxiety. She wished she could rush into the arena and rescue Murong Haiyi.

But someone else was faster than her.

boom--

The arena was in complete chaos, with dazzling rain of light flying everywhere, piercing through the protective shield and heading straight for the audience.

"Ughhhhhh!!!" People immediately screamed in panic, feeling the terror of life and death.

A flash of silver light erased all the brilliance, and everything returned to calm. When everyone came to their senses, the arena was already surrounded by a layer of silver light, and they still couldn't see what had happened inside.

Milky Way, bathed in twilight!

Mu Mu acted in time to dispel the aftershocks of the energy, and at the same time, she tacitly covered the arena, concealing everything inside.

"Hey, do you want to kill him?" Yan Ziming said, holding Si Mo's small hands together, looking exasperated.

The light rain that just shattered the protective shield and nearly caused casualties was the destructive shockwave generated after she collided with Si Mo, showing that Si Mo was determined to kill Murong Haiyi.

"That bastard hurt the great Simo, he must die!"

Si Mo was still furious. She broke free from her hand and was about to strike again, intending to kill the unconscious Murong Haiyi.

Yan Ziming pulled her into a hug. "Alright, you've vented your anger on that punch, so don't cause him any more trouble, okay?"

"no!"

"How about I go back and play a match with you, so you can have some fun?"

"...Fine then, just focus on giving birth to our babies—"

"Ugh, please don't mention those words to me!"

Yan Ziming angrily covered her mouth, forcibly carried her away, and then had Mu Mu clean up the mess and take Murong Haiyi back for treatment.

She didn't think Murong Haiyi died so easily; that guy was still alive and well after she pierced his throat last time!

Thus, this highly anticipated battle of the Civilization Cup, a clash between two generations of China's prodigies, ended with Murong Haiyi's elimination.

With this, Ye Qianxue is now the only one left on the official Chinese team who has a chance of making it into the top four.

In the next round, which was the second group of the third batch, Ye Qianxue was drawn. She looked at Yan Ziming with a sad face and asked for encouragement.

"Waaah... Big sister, please give Chiyuki some love~ energy, okay?"

"Come on, don't you know how strong you are? Besides, you're not fighting alone."

Yan Ziming gently embraced her and gave her a light kiss. Ye Qianxue went up on stage, not understanding what was going on. Then, when the fifth group of the third batch was being drawn, an even more bombshell announcement resounded throughout the venue.

The host stared at the information on the screen, his eyes nearly popping out of his head, and stammered, "The contestant for the fifth group is...?!"

"Yan... Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Zimo?!"

Yes, Yan Zimo is going to personally lead the army into battle.

66. Controversy

After the first three people in the fifth group of the third batch were drawn, the fourth person was drawn. When that name was drawn, the whole place erupted in cheers.

The host couldn't help but take off his slightly fogged-up glasses, wipe them clean, and put them back on for a while. After confirming that everything was alright, he stammered:

"The contestant for the fifth group is...!!! Yan... Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Zi Mo?!"

Upon confirmation, the audience erupted in cheers, their attention focused on the figure walking step by step onto the ring.

Yes, it is the real Yan Zimo. Her stunning figure and unparalleled elegance are unmistakable.

"Ah, ahh..." Ye Qianxue stared at this scene in disbelief, and then her cheeks couldn't help but puff up.

Honestly, how could my older sister keep such an important matter from Qianxue!

But the next moment, she smiled happily, and looking at her older sister's back that had attracted the world's attention, a strong sense of pride welled up in her heart.

Hmph! Just watch as my sister wreaks havoc!

Upon seeing Yan Ziming take the stage, the ninth-rank officials on the platform all revealed wry smiles.

They had anticipated this when China demanded the compensation quotas, but when it actually happened, they still couldn't help but feel annoyed.

But there's no way around it; this is the price you have to pay for doing something wrong. You have to grit your teeth and swallow it down.

As a result, the team leaders from various countries began to shift their focus and lowered their ultimate goals for this Civilization Cup.

Anyway, second place is equivalent to first place. Yan Ziming already exists in another dimension. Her participation already means she is invincible. First place is a theoretically existing but actually non-existent 'proposition'.