Lan Jue snickered. "I'm just stating a fact."
The first three groups had finished their matches. Surprisingly, the third group was won by Jun Yongye and Cao Shuiqin.
But after today's match, there seemed to be no more suspense for this group.
Jun Yongye was the ultimate dark horse of the tournament. His victory over Yan Ningya put him one foot in the final four.
Mo Xiao's commentary was short and concise. After all, in a tournament like this it was often the details that determined victory or defeat.
She hadn't been able to see how the Driver had lost the fight.
The Terminator didn't explain either.
Only the Driver and Cao Shuiqin were privy to the secrets of this mystery.
The next group to take the stage was the last group of the day, the last group of the top 16.
Group Four: Constantine, Xuanyuan Shishi, Shadow Drifter, and Blackmoon.
Constantine was undoubtedly a seeded contestant in this group.
Like the Pharmacist, Lan Jue's victory had been a one-sided affair.
Back on Skyfire Avenue, he'd been just a hair's breadth weaker than the Pauper, who'd only one foot into Paragon.
He was a true peak ninth level Adept with the Spear of Judgment. His strength was unquestionable.
The only one the Accountant wasn't sure about was Xuanyuan Shishi from the Eastern Alliance.
Xuanyuan Shishi was a young man with short black hair. He looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, but his cultivation wasn't weak.
His previous matches had also ended very quickly. It seemed that his ability should be Cloud Mist.
Every time, his opponent was shrouded in mist.
Every time, his opponent would lose.
Lan Jue was speechless. Xuanyuan Shishi's luck was off the charts. Every time he'd fought, he'd faced the weakest possible opponent.
So …
The journey had been smooth sailing.
In this group, Blackmoon from the Northern Alliance was the one to keep an eye on.
His special ability was called the Eye of Destruction, which allowed him to lock on with his thoughts.
As a modified Arcanist, he had a powerful sniper rifle.
Once locked on, there was no way to hide.
He was known as a sniper whose power was infinitely close to that of a Paragon.
However, an ability user like him who had outstanding attacks naturally had a certain limit. He could only complete one attack every ten seconds.
It was fortunate that this was the case.
Other Arcanists would not be able to contend against him.
To deal with him, he couldn't let him display his full strength.
The fourth group's ranking had ended.
Today's first round was Constantine against Blackmoon, and Xuanyuan Shishi against Ying Suifeng.
The highlight of the first battle was obvious. Whether or not Blackmoon could use his powerful attack to trick Constantine was of utmost importance.
As long as he could fire one shot, he would have a chance to win.
Constantine, dressed in a white clergy robe trimmed with gold, strode onto the stage.
Hei Yue was definitely one of a kind among the modified Arcanists.
He was very thin and small.
His eyes were sinister, his head was wrapped in a black bandana, and he wore a black combat suit.
If he was dressed like this at night.
It was obvious that he was the type that wasn't easily discovered.
They ascended the arena at the same time.
Constantine watched his opponent from a distance, his face expressionless.
Blackmoon pressed his hands to his chest. Black light surged from his body, and a large sniper rifle appeared in his hands.
Once the rifle was detached from his body, he looked even smaller and skinnier. It was as if he wasn't even as tall as the rifle itself.
But.
He couldn't recharge his weapon before the fight began.
To do so would be a violation of the rules.
"Three, two, one. Begin!"
Boom!
The countdown had just ended.
Blackmoon's gun went off.
The first thought that came to everyone's mind was, didn't he need ten seconds to recharge his weapon?
Constantine was also startled, and he instinctively dodged.
"Pu!" A light bullet landed accurately on his body. It was even faster than his dodging speed.
The light bullet suddenly exploded, turning into a net of light that enveloped him.
In the previous battles, Blackmoon had never used any sniping methods other than the Super Concentrated Attack.
This time, however, he did it in a way that exceeded the norm.
Binding Bullet, Enhanced Model!
This thing was meant to be used against mechas.
At the same time, Blackmoon's right eye turned dark red. Large amounts of red light surged into the sniper rifle in his hand.
His attack was so powerful not only because of the sniper rifle's power, but also because the Eye of Destruction itself was very powerful. When combined with the sniper rifle, he was able to unleash such a powerful attack.
There were very few people who knew about this.
Because everyone who knew about it was basically dead.
Hundred Shots, Hundred Hits, Unstoppable!
This was Blackmoon's ability.
The first binding bullet was to buy time for himself. What no one knew was that if he didn't care about the cost, or even the damage to his origin, he could reduce the time needed to recharge his weapon.
Constantine was instantly enveloped by the binding bullet, but his eyes were still cold and calm.
Even the powerful pressure of the binding bullet couldn't bring him down.
"Judgement!" he said coldly.
A bolt of white lightning suddenly descended from the sky, landing directly on him.
Binding projectiles were not as simple as binding projectiles. They were also imbued with extremely strong high-voltage electric currents, which could cause great damage even when used on a mecha.
Not to mention humans.
Ordinary people would be turned into charcoal if they were hit by these enhanced binding bullets.
But when it came to Constantine, it was blocked by a layer of white light.
The white Holy Light bombarded the Binding Bullet Net and immediately exploded with a large amount of light. However, it did not shatter the light net.
Constantine's eyes narrowed.
Three seconds had passed since the start of the match.
A smug smile appeared on Blackmoon's face. As a calm shooter, it wasn't easy to make him change his expression.
Blackmoon thought to herself, "My enhanced binding bullets are different from ordinary ones. I've added something inside."
The second bolt of holy light descended from the sky and once again bombarded the web of light.
Finally, the web of light couldn't hold on any longer and shattered.
At this time, five seconds had passed.
Blackmoon's smile disappeared when he saw that Constantine didn't attack him. Instead, he said calmly, "Hurry up."
Facing a Sniper, letting the other party shoot was undoubtedly the greatest insult to the opponent.
The intent of destruction in Blackmoon's eyes intensified, and the red light gathered around him intensified.
Seven seconds!
Boom--!
A blinding red light erupted from the gun's muzzle.
The powerful recoil caused Blackmoon's body to slide back three meters before she regained her balance.
Almost as soon as the gunshot rang out, Constantine, who was on the other side, was blasted away.
Everyone in the audience held their breath at this moment.
Constantine, the seeded fighter of Group Four, was going to lose just like that?
And he'd probably pay with his life!
The destructive power of a supercharged attack was enough to obliterate a small airship in an instant.
"Bam!" Constantine's body slammed into the barrier and bounced back.
His body hit the ground with a thud.
His body was enveloped in a blinding red light!
Blackmoon's mouth twisted in a cruel smile. Die, you arrogant bastard!
At this moment, his Eye of Destruction suddenly became sluggish.
"Not bad.
It looks like he's very close to Paragon level.
But he's only very close.
Cough, cough! "Constantine clutched his chest with one hand as he slowly crawled to his feet.
Layers of white light separated from his body and spread outwards. His unstable aura quickly stabilized.
Holy shit, he took it head-on!
Blackmoon couldn't believe what he was seeing. He didn't think anyone below the Paragon level could survive a direct hit from him, especially when it was aimed at a vital point!
It was inconceivable.
How was this possible?
How could this happen?
But reality was staring him in the face. No matter how much he didn't want to believe it, Constantine was standing there.
However, the Inquisitor wasn't in good shape either.
His nose and mouth were bleeding, and even his ears were bleeding. It was obvious that he had been injured in the previous attack.
However, his eyes were still sharp and even a little excited.
He wasn't in a hurry to attack Blackmoon.
Blackmoon raised his sniper rifle, and the red light gathered once more.
He didn't believe anyone beneath the Paragon level could survive his attack.
"That should be enough." Constantine waved his hand.
In the next instant, the entire competition stage turned into a sea of holy light.
The match was over. Constantine was the victor!
Constantine clutched his chest as he left the arena. He looked like he was still in pain, and his face was contorted in a grimace.
Lan Jue watched him with a serious look in her eyes.
Constantine did not purposely take a bullet for no reason. He was already at the pinnacle of Level Nine. He was using external stimuli to make himself feel intense danger and fear, thereby stimulating his potential.
But he was ruthless, using his chest to take the hit. It was very close to his Core.
If his opponent's attack had been any stronger, it wouldn't have been as simple as a wound.
But if he took the hit, he'd be enlightened. At the very least, his potential would be stimulated.
This tournament wasn't about finding opportunities or accumulating strength.
Almost everyone had a goal in mind.
On the rostrum. "Your Holiness, His Excellency Constantine must have received the sniper rifle's attack in order to comprehend something, right?"
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But you guys dragged me up. Turn on the computer!
Update!
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(To be continued)