Reincarnation Paradise: Passion Leads to Greatest Success

Chapter 218 The Tragic White King

"Where is the core? What powers it?"

Fang Yu asked two questions in succession, but the old man smiled without saying a word. He simply stepped off the stone bed. He was 2 meters tall, a head taller than Fang Yu, and the knife at his waist was a large, long knife that was difficult for ordinary people to use.

The old man ignored the adjudicator beside him, walked about five meters away before stopping and looking in another direction on the flat ground.

Fang Yu also looked over. The surrounding rock walls had been carved out with many holes of different sizes. The hole they were looking at was obviously several times larger. The edges of the hole were smooth and neat, and it looked like a tunnel dug out by a large excavation machine. The ground at the entrance was also made of metal.

The old man's actions had silently answered all of Fang Yu's questions; by entering that place, he could know everything.

Fang turned around and smiled.

"So, you won't let me pass."

"Kill me, and you will have no more obstacles in your way."

The old man drew his long sword from his waist, his aura surged, and a sharp pressure swept across the entire cave.

Roar—roar—

Numerous roars echoed from the various holes in the rock wall as the Arbiters sprang into action. They burrowed directly into the holes, venturing deep within. Soon, the screams of the undead, along with sounds of slashing and burning, filled the air.

bite----

Fang Gan gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, steadily blocking the old man's powerful downward strike. The clanging of metal against metal echoed continuously in the cave, particularly jarring.

Both of them had a strength attribute of 50 points, but the old man's strength still put Fang Yu under considerable pressure, making it difficult for him to maintain the position for long.

This is real combat. Data is ultimately just a way for contractors to better understand their own and their enemies' approximate strength. The strength they can unleash may far exceed this value.

Just like the old man in front of us, the huge amount of health points added by the lord's authority directly led to a significant increase in strength. So, with the same 50 points of strength, one side became stronger.

Fang Yu's hands were slowly pressed down, sparks flying between the two points of the weapons clashing. He slightly adjusted his center of gravity and kicked the old man's knee.

boom.

The old man was also a master of martial arts. After noticing the abnormality, he immediately raised his foot and kicked out, intercepting the straight kick in time.

A powerful gust of air collided and exploded in mid-air, creating a shock wave visible to the naked eye.

Fang Yu retreated more than ten steps, while the old man retreated seven or eight steps.

Thus, both sides returned to their initial positions.

"At your age, with such strength, why do you want to come and die?"

After a brief test, both men roughly assessed each other's strength. The old man realized that defeating Fang Yu would be extremely difficult and began to try to persuade him to surrender.

"You're joking."

Fang Yu smiled.

"Young people have a lot of drive and like to gamble. What if you suddenly twist your back? Then I can win!"

Zheng.

A thin, black blade of light slashed straight at the old man, who in turn unleashed a blood-red blade of light.

Sizzle—

Two black and red blades collided in mid-air, producing the sound of metal clashing against metal.

However, that wasn't enough. Fang moved swiftly, unleashing a barrage of blade energy. He possessed the physique bonus from the Master of Melee Defense, which provided him with a resilient body and unfathomable stamina.

It can unleash blade energy at will.

But the old man clearly couldn't do it. Faced with the dense array of blades, a look of astonishment flashed across his face. The cave was too small, and the black blades were numerous and fast, making it impossible to dodge. He could only grit his teeth and use his knife to block or shatter the blades.

This will obviously not be easy. The blade's edge comes with a huge bonus to the Black Blade's sharpness value, and also includes Fang Yu's understanding of swordsmanship, as well as mixed damage from mental combat techniques.

Ding---Click---

The old man gripped the knife with both hands, his movements so fast they became blurry, creating a dense net of blade light in the air. Each time he blocked a blade's edge, there was a noticeable pause, requiring a great deal of effort.

"You brat!"

The old man was furious, gritting his teeth and cursing. He didn't even have one-tenth of his strength left; otherwise, he would have used his blade to slice the black-clad brat into thin strips. Instead, he was being suppressed by the brat's blade.

this.

No net is completely impenetrable. A blade of light pierced through the net of blades. The old man, with his rich combat experience, dodged in time. The blade of light left a slight bloodstain on his shoulder, which could only be considered a superficial wound.

The old man ignored the scratch and was about to turn around to continue blocking the incoming blade.

The combined damage from his soul, will, and perception caused a large-scale loss of his senses. His soul felt as if it had been pricked by needles, and his will showed signs of being eroded by energy.

"not good!"

A sharp pain emanating from his soul, will, and senses instantly contorted the old man's face, causing his slashing movements to become distorted. He realized in an instant that something terrible was about to happen, but it was too late; the speed of the blade was simply too fast.

*Pfft*

"Ugh... Ah!!"

The old man let out a heart-wrenching scream, instinctively rolling to the side to avoid more blades.

He was struck squarely in the chest by a blade of light. The physical pain was bearable, but the excruciating mental anguish and devastating blow was the real problem. He had never encountered such an invisible power before.

He had fought against those with a soul-based ability, and he had also fought against those with a perception-based ability, but he had never encountered anyone who could simultaneously damage his soul, will, and perception.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The old man's eyes were bloodshot, and he was sweating profusely as he let out a series of piercing screams.

"You brat, I'm going to kill you!"

Fang Yu appeared in front of the old man as if by teleportation and slashed at his neck with a knife.

bite----

The old man's face was as ferocious as a vengeful ghost. The despairing pain did not diminish his fighting ability; instead, it ignited the bloodlust and ruthlessness within him.

Each strike was more powerful than the last.

A cold glint flashed in Fang Yu's eyes. Without backing down, he clashed head-on with the old man in a small space, blade against blade, fist against fist.

Inside the cave, the sounds of metal clashing, fists colliding, and muffled thuds filled the air, along with the hissing of knives cutting through flesh.

From deep within the various caves in the rock wall, sounds of battle could be heard incessantly.

boom.

The old man was kicked into the rock wall, and the mixed damage amplified by all the attacks kept accumulating. Sometimes, Fang Yu would rather take a few more punches than not deliver a vicious, liver-bursting punch to his opponent.

As the excruciating pain in his body and mind continued to accumulate, no matter how rich the old man's combat experience was or how many injuries he had endured, he inevitably began to fall into a disadvantageous position.

呲.

Before the other party could recover, Fang Yu flashed forward and slashed at the old man's head with his sword.

However, experience counts. The old man was willing to risk losing an arm and having his stomach cut open, trading injury for injury. He slashed Fang Yu's chest with his long knife and then kicked him away.

Fang Yu, accompanied by a shockwave, crashed into the rock wall on the other side like a bullet, sending dust and debris tumbling down.

"Ugh—ah!"

For a moment, the cave fell silent, save for the old man's agonizing groans.

Tap tap tap —

A steady footstep sounded from the dust, and Fang Yu's tall figure slowly walked out. He was completely unharmed; all the damage had been absorbed by the Arbiter.

"You! You!"

The old man's eyes widened in astonishment, his mouth agape.

Fang Yu smiled.

"Let's start the next game."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Yu rushed forward with his knife, his eyes flashing with bloodlust. His bloodthirstiness and ruthlessness were unleashed. Although he did not cause any injury, he was inevitably in pain.

But this pain actually gave him a rare sense of excitement.

Inside the cave, the sounds of fierce fighting, along with the old man's curses and screams, rang out once more.