This isn't a souls-like game at all.

A light armor with pure white as the main color and golden floral emblems on the armor surface was worn by the girl out of thin air.

"Although this is the arena you remember, as your first visitor here, I'll use the song I selected for the hymn. Perhaps it will suit this scene perfectly..."

Yuechen winked playfully, "You shouldn't have any objections to such a small matter, right?"

"Of course not. Please do as you please."

Ye Yiyi responded with a chivalrous smile, and the luxurious ceremonial attire on his body also disappeared like the moon.

A slightly bloated and fat silver armor, which looked like a big belly, then appeared on his body.

The armor was mottled and old, with two small, narrow wing-shaped decorations on the back.

The surface of the armor was covered with deep scars from knife cuts and axes, and the blue long coat on the chest was so dirty that it was difficult to see what was painted on it.

"Wearing such thick armor in the ring? Are you so afraid of getting hit?"

Seeing this, Yuechen raised his eyebrows, chuckled and snapped his fingers. As the cold and silent hymn sounded, he grabbed an exquisite light golden curved sword from the void, and then asked eagerly.

"Are you ready? I'm going to do it?"

"Hold on."

Ye Yiyi put on the gauntlets that were as thick as rocks and wrapped with chains on the surface, as well as two pairs of white-brown heavy leg armor with curved armor surfaces. Finally, he took out a dirty headscarf that looked as if it had not been washed in ten years and put it on.

The girl who was pacing back and forth, gracefully spinning the curved sword in her hand, suddenly froze.

Mixing up mismatched armor pieces is fine, but what the hell is that headscarf with only two holes poked in front of the eyes?

She stared at the dirty and strange headscarf with long "braids" hanging from the top of her head, and subconsciously thought of the rats in the gutter.

"I say, what's this strange shape of yours...?"

Yuechen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Or is this some special ritual from some foreign land?"

But her question did not get an answer. After Ye Yiyi put on the headscarf, her whole aura seemed to have changed completely.

He stared at me indifferently through the hole in his dirty turban, his eyes empty and without any emotion.

This indescribable shape made even the knowledgeable Yuechen feel a sense of mystery and something was wrong.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, hesitating whether to stop the fight.

But then she saw the other person bend down and bow silently to her.

"Is this what pre-battle etiquette means?"

Yuechen pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, then also held the curved sword in reverse, bent slightly and performed a pre-battle salute.

As a deep female voice sang softly, two bright blood bars appeared above the two men's heads.

"Is this... a blood bar that symbolizes life?"

Yuechen looked up at the bright red blood stripe that appeared above his head, and seemed to understand something.

"I see. Fight until one side's health is reduced to zero?"

She looked down and saw Ye Yiyi holding a small, wet, black sickle, and with his other hand he took out a black shield from behind his back that looked like it was blackened by fire, and ran towards her.

“…This is a little interesting.”

Yuechen smiled subtly, leaped forward lightly, crossed half of the arena in just one step, and came in front of Ye Yiyi.

She spun her body like a dancing butterfly, but the curved sword in her hand was as swift as the wind, sweeping straight towards the neck of the person who came.

But what confused Yuechen was that in the face of her attack, Ye Yiyi neither raised his shield to defend nor waved his weapon to block the attack, but rolled to the side.

Although he was wearing such a heavy and bulky armor, his rolling movements were swift and powerful, without any sign of sluggishness. No matter who was in his place, no one could find any fault with him.

...The only problem was that if he did that, he couldn't dodge her slash at all.

But how could Ye Yiyi make such a low-level mistake?

But then something happened that made Yuechen feel even more confused.

Her move indeed hit the rolling opponent, and the girl even turned around and chopped the opponent's butt in a malicious way. But even so, there was still no feeling of hitting any solid object on the sword edge.

Ye Yiyi's body seemed to turn into a real phantom as she rolled, and her sword passed through the opponent's body out of thin air without causing any substantial damage.

"Unable to take hits while rolling?"

Yuechendong was like looking at fire, and his eyes were so sharp that he understood the reason for this phenomenon in just an instant.

The girl raised her eyebrows slightly, showing an interested look.

"Interesting, how did you do that?"

Ye Yiyi rolled up, and the small sickle in his hand turned into a pitch-black sword without him knowing when.

He took a step forward, raised his sword and swung it heavily from right to left.

Yuechen held the curved sword horizontally and skillfully deflected the opponent's attack.

But Ye Yiyi's attack was fierce. If the first strike missed, he would swing the sword again, and slashed four times in a row in the left and right directions.

The weapons of both sides collided in the air, making a crisp metallic buzzing sound.

"Why are all these moves like this, with no variation, swinging the sword like a stick?"

Yuechen frowned slightly, moved his feet lightly, turned the curved sword to deflect the fourth sword, then suddenly moved to the rear of the opponent, then spun around and slashed.

But Ye Yiyi reacted extremely quickly. He rolled forward to avoid the attack, and then rolled twice in a row to create distance.

The long sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and then he threw it forward, throwing out several strange flying knives in succession, leaving blue phantoms in the air.

"Hey, hey, hey, is this also a combat technique? How can you just conjure up a weapon in your hand like that?"

Yuechen grumbled in dissatisfaction, waved his curved sword to deflect the flying knife, moved to the side with light lotus steps, and the curved sword in his hand flashed with a cold light.

"call out!!!"

The noisy sound of the wind came into his ears, and a pale white high-speed airflow wrapped around the curved sword. Yue Chen swung the sword forward in the air, and the sharp sound of air flow was startled in the void.

"Sa!"

Ye Yiyi seemed to have noticed something and suddenly rolled to the side.

"Crack!"

The tiles where he had been shattered silently, and an invisible slash appeared out of nowhere, carving deep cracks in the hard ground covered with dirty snow.

Ye Yiyi rolled towards Yuechen, dodging several invisible slashes in succession.

Yuechen silently watched the other party's movements, calculated the time, and then stabbed out with a sword the moment Ye Yi stood up.

"Qiang!!"

The curved sword stabbed heavily into the opponent's shoulder. Although the thick shoulder armor was easily pierced with a clanging sound, it failed to shake his body.

Ye Yiyi had put the shield in his hand behind his back at some point. He crossed the stone arm armor with gauntlets in front of his face. A white light suddenly appeared on his body, and he took the attack head-on.

"A combat skill that enhances toughness?"

Yuechen raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at the other party's health bar which had slightly decreased by a small bar, and was about to draw her sword again when she saw Ye Yiyi throwing several punches at her in succession with white light surging all over her body.

"Are you planning to rely on uninterruptible movements to forcefully trade injuries?"

Yuechen chuckled and brought the curved sword in front of him. The sword guard, which stretched out like a petal, flashed with a faint light.

Ye Yiyi swung his fist at Yuechen's face, but was blocked by a petal that suddenly appeared.

“Bang bang bang bang bang!!”

A huge golden bud wrapped Yuechen inside. Ye Yi threw several punches in succession, and each punch made the petals glow with a soft golden light.

The golden light only grew stronger and stronger, and soon it became dazzling brightly.

Ye Yiyi seemed to realize something was wrong, and suddenly gave up the attack and rolled backwards.

"boom!!"

The flower bud suddenly exploded, turning into a golden shock wave that knocked Ye Yi, who had just finished rolling and stood up, away.

"I say, isn't your attack a bit too monotonous?"

Yuechen jumped out from the light with a sweet smile, and slashed the curved sword that was shining with golden light heavily to the ground from top to bottom, and a dazzling golden arc of light was slashed forward.

Ye Yiyi was blown to the ground and rolled backwards to avoid the sword's slash, but was caught by the arc of light and flew backwards again.

Two consecutive attacks hit, deducting nearly half of Ye Yiyi's health.

Ye Yiyi rolled forward several times to avoid the arc of light that Yue Chen casually slashed out. As he stood up, he swung the black sword again, but the opponent easily deflected the three sharp attacks.

"It's all just the same boring slashing attacks. Don't you have any slightly more powerful fighting techniques?"

Yuechen chuckled and twirled the curved sword in his hand, then thrust forward suddenly after deflecting Ye Yiyi's final attack.

The golden light spread along the curved sword, transforming into golden waves that shook the atmosphere and radiated forward.

Ye Yiyi rolled backwards again to avoid it, stood up and ran forward, the long sword in his hand turned into an ancient long-handled broadsword and chopped down heavily.

"Oh? New weapons again?"

Yuechen's eyes lit up, and he raised his sword to block the big knife's slash. Then he saw Ye Yiyi coming from the side holding a long-handled big knife. He then swung the big knife in a circle above his head, and then twisted his body wildly to slash several times in succession.

"That's it?"

Yuechen was very dissatisfied. She raised her sword to block the first few attacks, then slightly turned sideways to avoid the last slash that came from the lower right.

She took the opportunity to step forward to the other person, raised her foot and kicked him.

Ye Yiyi turned around and rolled over, rushing forward again, and the big knife in his hand turned into two long swords that stabbed forward at the same time.

　"Sword duel? That's quite interesting."

Yuechen jumped back lightly to avoid the attack, and then swung his curved sword to deflect the opponent's sword that was swung with his arms.

“Ding-dang!! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!”

After several sword strikes, Yuechen suddenly twisted his body to avoid the two swords that Ye Yiyi stabbed at the same time, and his body flowed like the wind, sticking to Ye Yiyi's back and flashing behind the opponent.

"I've noticed that your moves are all very rigid, like a set program, without any changes at all."

She spoke softly, raised the curved sword that shone with golden light and slashed down hard.

Ye Yiyi rolled over hastily to avoid it, but was caught by the subsequent arc of light and rolled over, falling heavily to the ground.

A large number of light arcs attacked from behind one after another. Ye Yiyi had no choice but to be hit by the light arcs and rolled on the ground. From time to time, Yue Chen's intentional light arcs seized the opportunity and knocked him directly to the ground!

"Haha! How come all you can do is roll!"

Yuechen couldn't help laughing as he watched the other person rolling around in a mess.

I thought the opponent could be very strong with this posture, but it turns out that he is not strong at all!

Not to mention any novel fighting skills, the rigid attack method is so stiff. The method of using rolling to invalidate the attack is slightly novel, but that's all.

The effect lasted for too short a time. She only needed to target the opponent slightly and deal damage the instant the opponent's attack-invalidating effect disappeared.

After all, the combat performance of the two sides is not at the same level at all.

Yuechen beat him like Dante who couldn't kill anyone, it was simply a crushing defeat!

"Your health bar is almost gone. You've almost lost, right?"

Yuechen looked at the blood strip on Ye Yiyi's head, which was only skin left, and smiled as he spread his hands:

"Anyway, it seems like if you keep fighting, you'll just lose because your health bar is depleted, right? How about just surrendering?"

Ye Yiyi stood up silently, stared at Yuechen for a moment, suddenly stood up straight, the two swords disappeared, and he clapped his hands.

"You see, that's right, so throw away your weapons and simply admit defeat."

Yuechen smiled, and then saw Ye Yiyi stretch out her hand and point downwards.

"Ok?"

She was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

Applause may also mean "agreement", but can it be pointed downwards?

what does that mean?

At this moment, he suddenly saw Ye Yiyi raise his head, with a strange bottle in his hand, and he tilted his head back to drink.

There were sounds like soda bubbling, and Ye Yiyi's health bar, which was only slightly bloody, was restored to full several times.

"Ah? Recovered health?"