Chapter 39 - 35: Actual Combat, Berserk Beastman

Chapter 39: Chapter 35: Actual Combat, Berserk Beastman

"Same as always. Let’s go."

At Shen Xing’s command, he swiftly controlled the Dual-Axe Orc to charge forward, rushing toward the Shield Guard at an even faster pace.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Elite Two-Star versus Elite Two-Star. The auras of both sides surged, as if two bombs were about to collide!

But just as they were about to make contact, the Dual-Axe Orc’s figure flashed, and it circled around to the Shield Guard’s back.

However, it didn’t attack.

Instead, it exploded with unprecedented speed and charged the Dark Elf Archer!

Not only that, but Qin Lang’s Half-Elf Assassin had somehow snuck up behind the Dark Elf and was viciously stabbing at her slender waist.

Xu Jiayi’s Archer also suddenly changed direction, firing off a volley of arrows straight for the Dark Elf’s head!

Everyone watching was startled.

They all understood the tactic of Shen Xing’s group: focus fire to instantly kill the enemy’s ranged unit, then pick off the other two one by one.

"Stop them!"

One of the men shouted and immediately directed his Gun Soldier to lunge forward.

THWIP! THWIP! THWIP!

A series of flesh-piercing sounds rang out. In the end, at the cost of being injured itself, it blocked Xu Jiayi’s arrows.

However, the attacks from Shen Xing’s Beastman and Qin Lang’s Half-Elf were about to land.

Seeing that the Dark Elf Archer was about to be instantly killed, several powerful experts watching nearby furrowed their brows, their hands slightly raised, ready to intervene at any moment.

But at that very moment, the Iron Armor Shield Guard suddenly slammed its shield on the ground and let out a bellow.

"Get over here!"

An invisible wave of Energy swept out.

Both Shen Xing’s Beastman and Qin Lang’s Half-Elf were uncontrollably drawn toward it.

’Holy shit, it has a taunt skill?’

The three of them were shocked, but they quickly recovered.

"You two hold off the other two. I’ll take out this Shield Guard."

As his voice fell, Shen Xing had Dahou turn and take the initiative, pouncing on the Iron Armor Shield Guard.

Since their tactic had failed, they would just crush their opponents with sheer power!

CLANG!

A heavy Iron Axe fell decisively, carrying immense force. The blow sent a numbing shock through the Iron Armor Shield Guard’s hand, its eyes filled with shock.

’This Beastman... its Power is terrifying!’

’But it’s impossible to break through my defense with Power alone.’

However, before it could adjust its defensive stance, it was met with an even more ferocious assault from Dahou.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

He swung the two axes so fast they left afterimages, creating a dense flurry of metallic clashes.

With 60 points in agility, plus the Power and attack speed bonus from [Dual Axe Mastery], Dahou transformed into a Dual Axe Berserker.

No matter how the Shield Guard defended itself, it was still suppressed, unable to fight back and was forced to retreat step by step!

What was even more terrifying was that Dahou was also extremely agile. He switched positions as he chopped, circling his opponent like a spinning top.

In the blink of an eye, the Shield Guard was covered in gashes, and even its shield had cracks spreading across it.

This was a purely brutish fighting style, using sheer force to dismantle the enemy’s defense.

The spectators outside the arena were dumbfounded. It was the first time they had ever seen someone take on a Shield Guard head-on.

In the distance, the Gun Soldier tried to rush over and provide support, but it was tied up by Qin Lang’s Half-Elf.

Meanwhile, Xu Jiayi was controlling her Archer, constantly attacking the opponent’s Dark Elf Archer. The two dodged and weaved across the arena, constantly repositioning as they engaged in a 1v1 shootout.

Just then, the Shield Guard staggered from Dahou’s relentless attacks, losing its balance.

"ROAR!!!"

Shen Xing immediately had Dahou raise his Dual Axes. His thick arms swelled another size, his muscles seeming to turn into solid iron.

With the force to shatter gold and split stone, he brought them crashing down!

—Heavy Strike.

With a dull CLANG, the Shield Guard’s Rough Iron Shield was sent flying.

The Dual Axes continued their descent, hacking viciously toward the enemy.

If this strike landed, the battle would essentially be over.

Just then, a young man on the opposing team suddenly raised his right hand, holding two fingers together, a triumphant smile appearing on his lips.

The next moment, a nearly transparent small sword shot out from his fingertips!

But this small sword wasn’t aimed at Dahou; it was streaking toward Shen Xing behind him.

That wasn’t all. The light and shadow behind him distorted, and a figure in black leather with an aura so faint it was almost imperceptible quietly emerged.

A dagger glinted coldly as it lunged for Shen Xing in his wheelchair!

Clearly, they had the same idea as Shen Xing’s group.

Focus their firepower to take out one opponent, then deal with the rest.

The only difference was that Shen Xing’s team had targeted an enemy Soldier Type, while their opponents were targeting the Lord controlling the Soldier Types.

The crowd was stunned, not expecting the opposing team to be so treacherous.

They had hidden a stealth user on the battlefield, only revealing it to strike now.

An ordinary Lord would have absolutely no chance to resist such a sudden attack.

Even Zhou Zheng and the middle-aged man beside him frowned, their gazes fixed on the arena.

If this attack hit, Shen Xing would definitely be severely injured, lose his ability to fight, and consequently lose the entire match.

But they didn’t intervene immediately, because this was still within the rules.

Once you enter the arena, you can attack any enemy, including the opposing Lords.

"Trying to ambush my brother?"

In a flash, Qin Lang threw a punch, meeting the incoming small sword head-on!

His fist was gradually covered in a metallic sheen and swelled to several times its normal size, as if it had transformed into a giant iron fist.

—Iron Fist Steel!

CLANG!

Qin Lang staggered back a few steps, but he had knocked the small sword away.

And behind them, the Assassin was rapidly closing in on Shen Xing, its twin daggers glinting coldly.

Faced with this fatal blow, Shen Xing’s expression remained unchanged as he swiftly raised his right hand.

A Spiritual Hand materialized out of thin air and slammed down!

—Void Hand!

BAM!

The Assassin was struck on the head and was briefly stunned.

Xu Jiayi, standing beside him, immediately seized the opportunity. She lifted her right foot, still in its bunny slipper, high into the air, twisted her waist—

and with a meaty THWACK, sent the attacker flying several meters.

—Spinning Kick!

The three of them had conquered many competitive games together in their younger years, fighting side-by-side for thousands of hours.

Even though this was reality now, they still displayed astounding teamwork.

Seeing their ambush fail, vexation appeared on the opponents’ faces.

But they weren’t discouraged. They quickly adjusted their formation, preparing to launch a second wave of attack.

After all, they had summoned four Soldier Types, which meant a total of seven people including the Lords.

’Seven versus six, the advantage is ours!’

Just then, they suddenly heard a whistling sound from above, accompanied by waves of scorching heat.

They looked up instinctively and were immediately met with a shocking sight.

A Fireball over half a meter in diameter, burning with raging Hellfire, had appeared out of nowhere.

The scorching temperature was so high it was distorting the surrounding air, and a destructive aura washed over them like a tide.

The next second, the Fireball, trailing an eerie green tail of flame, came hurtling down.

"We surrender!"

The opposing team’s captain practically screamed the words.

But the Hellfire Ball was already falling; how could it be stopped so easily?

With Shen Xing’s current Spiritual Power, he wasn’t capable of freely retracting a skill of this level.

At that moment, the middle-aged man beside Zhou Zheng made his move.

"Huuuu—"

He took a deep breath, and it was as if all the air on the entire floor was instantly sucked away.

The raging Hellfire Ball halted in mid-air, was then forcibly pulled over by an invisible force, and was swallowed in a single gulp.

The entire venue fell silent.

It wasn’t until the staff outside the arena announced the end of the match and the victory of Shen Xing’s team that everyone snapped back to their senses.

The arena immediately erupted into fervent discussion.

"Hiss... They actually won, and with such a crushing advantage!"

"Who is that young man in the wheelchair? How could he have mastered such a powerful skill so early on?"

"And that Two-Star Beastman of his is just broken! Not only is its attack speed incredible, but its Power is also terrifying. Even a Two-Star Shield Guard couldn’t block it."

"The other two team members are pretty strong, too. Quick reactions, and they didn’t panic under pressure."

"There are some real monsters among this year’s rookies!"