Chapter 695 - 531: Reversal: The Strongest "Revives" on the Spot

High above the Eastern District Fortress.

The soldiers of the Human Alliance’s Guard Army tilted their heads back, staring at the Beast Race Sword Saint in midair.

The storm-like sword strike from just moments ago, along with Gao Neng’s sudden disappearance, had left them in absolute shock.

’Is this what they call a battle between Immortals?’

’They’re too strong!’

’Gao Neng is only Ninth-Order.’

A Ninth-Order Gao Neng could actually trade blows with the Beast Race Sword Saint, injure him, and then make a clean getaway?!

A prodigy of his level was someone you couldn’t help but love and hate at the same time.

"Gao Neng!!!" the Beast Race Sword Saint roared. Never before had he felt so humiliated...

No, that wasn’t right!

The last time, at the Beast Race Camp, he had felt this same humiliation, and it was no less intense than this.

’To be humiliated by the same person twice in a row?’

It was a feeling that no one who hadn’t experienced it could possibly understand.

The Beast Race Sword Saint’s fury filled his eyes with bloodshot veins. A violent aura emanated from his entire body; he was on the verge of a rampage.

"Get out here!"

"Gao Neng!"

"Show yourself!"

SWOOSH!

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!!!

One after another, beams of sword light rained down upon the Eastern District Fortress.

The eyes of the Guard Army soldiers went wide.

But just then, a wolf’s howl echoed once more. A figure appeared in midair, positioning himself in front of the descending sword light.

Northwest Wolf’s eyes were also a little red. As one of the three great Strongest of the North District, how could he not possess the pride of a powerhouse?

And yet, what had happened?

He’d been sent flying by a single slash from the Beast Race Sword Saint.

His mood was also far from pleasant.

He, too, felt that he had been humiliated.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Fists and sword light clashed once again.

The impact of the energy rippled outwards like waves.

However, watching two "humiliated" Strongest fighting each other left the rescued Human Guard Army soldiers below with complicated feelings.

"Did... did we just get saved by one of the Alien Race?"

"I think so?"

"Why are the Eastern District’s forces and the North District Alien Race fighting each other...?"

The truth was, the ordinary soldiers of the Guard Army had no idea that Gao Neng controlled the North District Alien Race. Thus, they were completely bewildered by the battle unfolding before them.

But they were just ordinary soldiers.

No matter how bewildered they were, they wouldn’t take any action without orders.

Up above, Northwest Wolf and the Beast Race Sword Saint were locked in a frenzied battle, while Li Tiannan had been forcefully pushed to the side.

The combat prowess of these two...

...was truly beyond anything Li Tiannan could compare to.

Meanwhile, the Six-winged Great Angel, just as Shen Ning’Er had predicted, had been completely suppressed by Bloodthirst and Qin Lei from the very beginning of the fight.

Bloodthirst’s fighting style had a "grand opening and closing" feel to it.

That is, when it "opened," it became enormous as the Blood Mist expanded. When it "closed," it became tiny as the Blood Mist condensed.

Opening and closing, sometimes large, sometimes small...

It was a bizarre sight to behold.

Qin Lei’s side, in contrast, was relatively "orthodox."

There weren’t too many frills. One moment he used lightning, the next he used fire, and then he used both lightning and fire together. Moreover, all his attacks were launched head-on.

If one had to describe it, Qin Lei’s method of fighting was more like "alchemy."

He was refining his opponent as if they were a medicinal ingredient.

One moment, he’d toss out some lightning to "purify" his foe; the next, he’d send a ball of fire to let them experience some high temperatures.

Their teamwork wasn’t what you would call great.

But it wasn’t bad either.

After all, both Bloodthirst and Qin Lei were Strongest with rich combat experience. Once they figured out their teammate’s fighting style, they could quickly find a way to coordinate.

Suppression!

And more suppression!

Bloodthirst charged recklessly at the front while Qin Lei was ready to strike from the rear at any moment.

The two of them relentlessly forced the Six-winged Great Angel to flit and jump about chaotically in midair.

However, despite its sorry state, the Six-winged Great Angel was never forced out of the battlefield’s range, continuously weaving through the fight.

The situation at this point was very disadvantageous for the Strongest of the Eastern District.

First, their numbers were already somewhat lower. Second, the Eastern District’s two great Strongest were now completely tied down. Add to that the fact that Yuan Liu was being perfectly countered by the Strongest from the Snow Demon race, and the scales of war were continuously tipping in favor of the humans and the North District.

"Argh! Fuck!"

Just then, a bloodcurdling scream suddenly erupted in midair.

One of the Strongest was gravely wounded.

This Strongest belonged to a relatively weak race.

He looked similar to a human.

The difference was that he had a tail like a nine-section whip.

Of course, anyone who could be called a Strongest couldn’t be too weak. It was just a pity that this particular Strongest’s luck was terrible. He happened to be ganged up on by two other Strongest and then sneak-attacked from behind by a third, ultimately suffering grievous injuries.

He had taken a sword to the face.

Yes... the sword had struck him right across the face.

Half of his face was hacked away.

Bright red blood sprayed out violently.

It was clearly a gruesome sight.

"Meow!" Gao Xiaomeng’s eyes lit up. Like a hunter who had been waiting for a long time and had finally spotted her prey, her face flushed with excitement.

"Go on," Xu Zilan said, glancing at Gao Xiaomeng.

"Okay!" Gao Xiaomeng nodded immediately.

Then, she instantly pounced toward the gravely wounded Strongest.

After taking a sword to the face, the gravely wounded Strongest was just about to flee when a silver light flashed rapidly and blocked his path.

It was incredibly fast.

"Not the aura of a Strongest? You’re courting death!" The wounded Strongest couldn’t be bothered with anything else at this point and immediately slapped down with his palm.