Chapter 362 - 358: Magnetic Field Rotation! We Will Win

Chapter 362: Chapter 358: Magnetic Field Rotation! We Will Win

’The weak point is the nape of its neck?’

On the battlefield, the players and Martial Artists all froze for a moment.

They watched the giant whose arms they had painstakingly managed to sever. Just as expected, it was regenerating amidst clouds of billowing steam. In the blink of an eye, it rejoined the fray.

A ferocious smile spread across the skinless face of the Founding Titan, its arms now fully regrown.

Its towering body bent down, grabbing and crushing a massive boulder. After imbuing the fragments with a Heart Image, it hurled them violently at the players nearby.

Amidst the screams, hundreds more players were forced to respawn.

Seeing the players taking constant losses, the Martial Artist who knew what was going on realized they were clueless. He immediately began flipping frantically through a manga at top speed.

After a few seconds of cramming the first ten Chapters, he used his Heart Image to transmit the memories from the manga to the other Martial Artists.

The next moment, understanding dawned in the eyes of the other Martial Artists. Wielding all sorts of weapons, they frantically circled behind the giant, preparing to slice open the nape of its neck.

But just as they were getting on track, more screams erupted from another part of the battlefield:

"Intel team! What’s the weakness of these blue-haired guys called Tang San?"

"Seriously! Even when they die, they just shout, ’Revive, my love!’ and pop right back up on the battlefield."

"Hurry up and find Tang San’s weakness so we can wipe out all one hundred thousand of them at once!"

...

Hearing the incessant roars in his ears, Ye Lingyu went on Baidu again, searching for information on Tang San.

But soon, his face turned completely pale. "No weaknesses! This Tang San has absolutely no weaknesses."

"The AI says Tang San is the most despicable character ever created by a web novelist. He tops the charts for scumbag protagonists, beating out even Fang Yuan and Xu Fengnian."

"The guy is ruthless and vindictive, a combination of protagonist and villain all in one. He has no psychological weaknesses, and the players with his memories have infinite lives!"

"You can’t even threaten him by killing his lover and teacher. It’s useless. Netizens have started calling truly dedicated villains ’little Tang Sans’ as a compliment."

"The only way to eliminate these Tang Sans is to crush them with pure power. Mental attacks are completely useless."

As Ye Lingyu finished speaking, the expressions of the Martial Artists on the field grew grim.

These hundred thousand Tang Sans were that terrifying, and they could revive infinitely? It was as horrifying as dealing with an unkillable, persistent pest.

The scum of all scum!

As the slaughter dragged on, the Tang Sans, fighting through the players’ bodies, quickly saw their levels and power begin to climb.

After one of them sliced another player in half, a golden light flashed. That Tang San’s power leaped directly to the Second Turn!

Feeling his power surge, that Tang San exclaimed with delight, "I am the real Tang San!"

But his joy was short-lived. The next moment, a flash of red light turned everything within a thousand-meter radius to ash.

A Third Turn Martial Artist, wielding a blood-red greatsword, had an icy look in his eyes. "They just lack mental weaknesses. They can still be destroyed with pure power."

"Since you can’t be killed, I’ll just have to knock you all off the Heaven-Ascending Road myself."

As he spoke, the Third Turn Martial Artist was about to raise his blade to slaughter more when an invisible wave swept in from afar, freezing time and space.

[ZA WARUDO—]

In an instant, everything froze. The falling raindrops, the splattering blood, the swirling dust, the churning Heart Images...

Within a radius of thousands of miles, absolutely everything was brought to a halt by the time stop.

A muscular, blond Caucasian man with a six-pointed star tattooed on the back of his neck floated within this silent, frozen world.

Behind him hovered what looked like a statue of a war god. Its body, clad in a mix of golden armor and a dark bodysuit, exuded an oppressive aura. The oxygen tanks and tubes on its back glinted with a bloodthirsty light.

His legacy was named [The World]. It could freeze every molecule and atom within a radius of thousands of miles, imprisoning all thought.

To create this ability, the King of Cheap Tricks had exhausted all of his Mind-Light, then used the effect of Fang Can’s Qiankun Great Shift 7th Floor to simulate a Stand.

"One second has passed!"

Dio smiled, floating before the three Fourth Turn experts. His gaze fell upon Ye Hao, who was in the middle.

"Two seconds have passed!"

As he spoke, Dio’s arm shot toward Ye Hao’s neck like a sword, only to be met with a loud "CLANG!"

Having seen *JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure*, the Fourth Turn experts sent to counter Dio were naturally prepared.

Ye Hao’s legacy, [Matter Solidification], had completely frozen his skin in time. Not even a Space Slash could break through it, making it the perfect defense against a time stop.

The other two Reincarnators also had their own abilities to protect themselves during the time stop.

They just had to wait for the seven seconds to pass. Once the time stop ended, they would unleash their most terrifying attacks on Dio.

Within the frozen time, the minds of Ye Hao and the other two could just barely function, allowing them to think.

As he felt the seconds tick by, a murderous glint shone in Ye Hao’s eyes. ’Dio, you are so dead!’

...

On the northern battlefront, Bolos let out an excited roar.

He had no special tricks, relying solely on his ultimate physique for brutal, fist-to-flesh combat. He was locked in a chaotic brawl with three physically-oriented Martial Artists.

The Cultivation Technique he practiced had been modified by Fang Can using the "Codex of the Seven Manifested Sins." The more he reveled in combat, the stronger he became.

At the same time, after this Martial Artist was transformed into Bolos, his legacy had been changed to [Magnetic Field Rotation]!

Its effect was to stimulate his cells with bio-electric currents, maximizing his physical capabilities.

It discarded all gimmicks, stacking all his stats into strength, speed, defense, Heart Image, and regeneration. The goal was to overwhelm skill with brute force.

This combination of Cultivation Technique and legacy was perfect for a battle junkie like Bolos. The longer he fought, the stronger he became!

"This is how it should be! This is how it should be!"

"Clones, cyborgs, who cares! The only thing that’s real is the fight!"

"I’m not gonna think about all that sentimental crap! I’ll let my fists do the talking!"

"Let’s just keep fighting like this until one of us dies!"

"Magnetic Field Rotation: 100,000 Horsepower! Eat my Celestial Horse Meteor Fist!"

...

Bolos roared with excitement, throwing himself heart and soul into the battle.

In stark contrast to his excitement, the three Martial Artists remained calm, their defense against Bolos’s attacks as precise as a surgeon’s scalpel.

Under their coordinated assault, the wounds on Bolos’s body slowly accumulated.

The longer the fight dragged on, the more ferocious Bolos’s onslaught became, but it was all within the Martial Artists’ calculations.

In the blink of an eye, they had formulated targeted plans based on their knowledge of each character.

Across the four battlefields, the scales of victory began to tip against Fang Can’s side.

Feeling the scales of victory slowly tipping in their favor, joy welled up in the hearts of the Martial Artists on the four battlefields:

"We’re going to win!"