Death… And Me Chapter 2943 A Long Way To Go

2943  A Long Way To Go

*Zush, zush, zush, zush...*

Everyone used their movement technique and flashed in the direction of the platforms. There were no attacks used. If anyone spent even a split second to attack someone else, another hundred experts would take that chance to jump ahead. The first experts to enter each of the platforms would be the ones with the best reaction and speed.

*Zash... bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...*

Roan saw as one guy pa.s.sed through the formation's protection. The other experts that were with him all collided against the protection formation and bounced back, some even spilling blood due to the collision.

"Yes! I did it!" The guy looked at Roan and waved his hand. Instantly, the platform projected ten thousand units on his side, something the guy seemed to have planned ahead of time. "You selected a very good category... too bad I was the one to get in here first. I shall use this same game to resist until the end after I get rid of you."

Immediately, the guy moved his troops and ended his turn, knowing he had only ten seconds to perform each move. "You might want to giv-"

Before he finished speaking, Roan's troops moved as well, although they seemed more like doing a suicidal movement from the get-go. "Shut up and play."

The eyes of Roan's opponent lit up, thinking Roan was a newbie to this game. "Hahaha! As you wish."

Meanwhile, on Rean's platform, an expert from the Galapadien Organization, the organization that controlled the Frisvi Region, entered his platform. Just like Roan and the others, hundreds of other experts collided against the platform and were bounced back.

"Hahaha!" The man took out his sword and pointed at Rean. He could feel his cultivation and elemental affinity completely sealed, but he didn't seem to mind it at all. "The battles can't take more than ten minutes, so how about we wait until the last minute before deciding this?"

*Zus.h.!.+*

Unfortunately for him, Rean exploded forward with the power of his muscles alone, flas.h.i.+ng in front of the guy's eyes in an instant. "Sorry, but I want to test my skills."

*Clang!*

The guy only had enough time to raise his sword before Rean's sword clashed against it. The power of Rean's Yin Yang Starlight Body was at full display, forcing the guy out of the arena like a meteor! For a moment, everyone watching around stopped and went silent. They could tell with their Spiritual Senses that Rean didn't use even a single iota of Spiritual Energy or Elements. Rean's opponent was at the Nascent Soul Realm, so even if the guy couldn't use his Spiritual Energy and Elemental Affinity, he was supposed to be much more experienced than Rean and his Core and Soul Fusion Realm Initial Stage. Yet, Rean sent the guy flying in just two seconds after he arrived. How ridiculous was that?

Of course, they all quickly woke up and tried to enter Rean's platform. The majority, obviously, was blocked since only two individuals could be inside at the same time. Rean's opponent landed on the platform and looked at Rean with apprehension. He was also a Nascent Soul Realm expert, but all of that was sealed in this platform. The only reason both sides hadn't started fighting yet was that Rean and his new opponent always had to wait a minute before continuing. "You took that guy by surprise. It won't be as easy with me."

Rean faintly smiled and looked to the side. As part of the category Rean chose, several types of swords were provided for anyone to select if they wished to. After all, if someone last in the platform long enough, their sword might break due to constant use.

Rean walked to the hack of swords and put his own there. After that, he went to the side and took another sword. This one... was a wooden sword... "This should be enough."

Why would there be a wooden sword there? Well, Rean didn't set any rules against any type of sword, so why not a wooden one?

Those watching from outside took a deep breath. Wasn't that the same as saying Rean didn't need a real sword to defeat his opponent?

The expression on the guy's face contorted. He wouldn't simply let Rean humiliate him like that. "You will regret that choice!"

Rean walked back to the center of the arena and stood in front of his opponent. "I hope so. I'm looking for someone capable of pus.h.i.+ng my limits, after all."

The minute quickly ended, and Rean's opponent stepped forward. His sword descended in a diagonal form and seemed to tremble for a moment. Rean's smile continued. 'Sure enough, Sword Intent is quite common here in Werdlem Empire. This guy can use the First Stage of Sword Intent, Sword Intent Seed.'

Rean didn't activate his own Sword Intent, though. The wooden sword in his hand turned diagonally to meet the guy's sword at the same angle. Anyone seeing it would believe Rean's Sword would snap instantly before Rean got sliced right after. However, the moment both swords met, Rean's sword went backwards. Rean stepped to the side slightly and did something that seemed unbelievable. Rean controlled his wooden sword edge and pressed against the edge of his opponent's sword without causing any damage to his own weapon. He then put a leg in a weird position and made his opponent trip.

Since no Spiritual Energy could be used, the guy obviously couldn't use it to fly and prevent himself from falling to the ground. *Tuc!*

Rean then tapped the side of his sword on the back of the guy's head while keeping his smile. "First Stage of Sword Intent. Not too bad, but not my opponent."

*Dammm!*

An alarm came out of the formation in the platform, and the guy's body was instantly teleported outside. There was no need for a judge. The formation itself a.n.a.lyzed the exchanged and gave the victory to Rean.

Now... everyone around understood. Rean wasn't trying to anger his opponent with that wooden sword. He simply had no need for a real sword from the very start!

"So, who's next?" Rean looked at the countless experts around and kept his smile. There was a long way to go still.

And as always, any Golden Tickets and Stones are welcome. ;)