That was an admirable, resolute speech, one that could make listeners grieve and bring tears to their eyes!
Even Shi Yue couldn’t help but feel a flicker of admiration in his heart, though what dominated was a sense of superiority.
“This is the advantage of a powerful race,” Shi Yue declared arrogantly.
“It’s a pity you were born as demons, destined to die in poverty and misery… And we will make full use of our advantages, showing absolutely no mercy.”
“Then… let’s fight!” Jiang Ke’er said, her face etched with sorrow.
“Let’s fight!” The members of the Bagpipe Squad echoed, their expressions full of sorrow and indignation.
“Hmph, so what if they have Grade 8 Artifacts? We’ve managed without them before, haven’t we?”
“Oh? Have you decided to throw your lives away?”
“Who dies isn’t certain yet!”
“Then…”
Just at that moment, the Bright Sun rose to the very center of the sky.
The timing was perfect.
“The match begins!”
With that command, the power system and agility system cultivators instantly exploded forward, charging head-on toward their opposite numbers!
Team Deities, wanting to end the fight quickly and stage a glorious battle that would go down in history, immediately pulled out their Grade 8 Artifacts from the very start.
Five Grade 8 Artifacts were activated with full force, brilliant light flooding the area in an instant!
The members of the Bagpipe Squad all wore expressions of tragic despair, seemingly about to be cut down by the immense power of the Grade 8 Artifacts!
In their desperation, they were forced to change tactics, concentrating their charge on one agility system cultivator—that ordinary-looking assassin.
The assassin remained unflustered.
“It’s time to let you witness the might of a Grade 8 Artifact.”
Though clearly an agility system cultivator who used a dagger, at this critical moment, the Grade 8 Artifact he unleashed was a massive net-like shield!
The shield instantly expanded, encasing him securely within.
He knew that as long as he was under this shield’s protection, all of the enemy’s attacks would be futile!
Jiang Ke’er grinned.
In that instant, dazzling treasure light shot toward the heavens!
The Meteor Dagger descended like a falling meteor, rumbling with unparalleled heat and oppressive force as it smashed toward the net shield!
The Extreme Saint Merit Beads scattered, filling the sky, then slammed into the net shield like laser cannons!
And before these attacks arrived, Qiao Xiaoxian, wielding Falling Night, forcefully tore a huge gash in the net shield, allowing those attacks to pour through the opening and crash directly onto the assassin occupying the Dao Seat.
The other Dao Seat holders realized something was wrong and wanted to provide support, but the Vajra Wisdom Fist in Jie Shui’s hands blazed with light, forming an indestructible, rigid defensive layer over his entire skin! Coupled with his three-meter-tall werewolf form, he momentarily became an insurmountable, vajra-hard wall before the Dao Seats!
Although, under the power of the Grade 8 Artifacts in the hands of the Dao Seats, Jie Shui’s vajra defense was soon shattered by brute force, by the time they saw the scene behind him, they immediately understood everything was too late.
That assassin Dao Seat was already lying on the ground, his face unrecognizable, all vitality extinguished.
“Huh? Where did these Grade 8 Artifacts come from?”
Jiang Ke’er looked at the Great Thousand Sword in her hand with feigned surprise. The minor demons followed her lead, each expressing amazement at the Grade 8 Artifacts in their own hands.
“You sons of bi—”
Shi Yue was so furious he almost cursed, the veins on his forehead bulging.
“You tricked me!”
The fact that these Grade 8 Artifacts were in the hands of the Bagpipe Squad was already utterly inconceivable… This was truly something no one had anticipated, completely unexpected.
The Demon Race clearly did not possess the financial resources to buy five Grade 8 Artifacts.
Even if they did, they wouldn’t use them on this; it would cause financial strain for the entire demon faction.
But they indeed had them, one for each member.
What was even more terrifying… was that they had actually endured it! Endured their earlier taunts!
They hadn’t proven on the spot that they had Grade 8 Artifacts.
Instead, they held back, using the artifacts as their assassin’s trump card, taking advantage of their relaxed vigilance to… deliver a one-hit kill! An organized, premeditated focus fire, instantly reducing Team Deities’ numbers!
“Oh, sorry about that, ‘Light of the Human Race’,” Gan RuÇŽnruÇŽn said with a smile as she severed the assassin Dao Seat’s head to prevent resurrection.
“That’s our Qing Yi, a genuine member of the Demon Race. Stop trying to claim credit for yourselves, it’s killing me.”
“Hahahahahaha—”
Jie Shui followed up with unrestrained, raucous laughter, the most successful taunt imaginable.
Unfortunately, although the other side was indeed infuriated, they didn’t take any impulsive actions.
The remaining Dao Seats retreated to a safe distance. They needed to rethink their approach to this match.
The minor demons also didn’t pursue for the moment. The enemy was fast, and chasing could disrupt their own formation, potentially giving the enemy an opportunity.
“The match actually started long ago, didn’t it?” Jiang Ke’er looked at Shi Yue.
“You tried to use words to make us show a flaw… so we showed you one. Are you satisfied now?”
Shi Yue let out a light sigh, still having the composure to clap a few times.
“A brilliant case of turning someone’s scheme against them. While it won’t really affect the outcome of the battle, it is truly admirable.”
Jiang Ke’er nodded. What he said was correct.
Even with four Dao Seats, it would still be difficult for the Bagpipe Squad to handle.
Moreover, their surprise attack had already exposed one of their important trump cards, while the other side still had countless methods yet to be revealed.
“Killing one is profit. Killing five would be massive profit,” Jiang Ke’er stated.
“Oh? Is that so? You think you can kill us?” Shi Yue smiled strangely. “Alright then, it seems we need to get a little more serious.”
Meanwhile, the commentary booth hadn’t stopped its commentary.
After all, it was the finals. They couldn’t fall silent like before just because their favored team suffered a temporary setback.
Li Ming hurriedly said: [Team Deities seems to have suffered a minor setback, but it’s of no great consequence. Even with only four members left, their overall strength still overwhelms the Bagpipe Squad… It’s just that these despicable, underhanded demons! They actually played dirty! Ugh! It’s understandable that Team Deities took a temporary hit!
However, by doing this, they have thoroughly enraged the geniuses of Team Deities. Later, Team Deities will repay them tenfold!]
Huang Bozhong’s mouth twitched, and he gave Li Ming a strange sidelong glance: [How are you even better at jinxing them than I am? You stole everything I was going to say…
But all’s fair in war. You can’t exactly call the Bagpipe Squad underhanded. Team Deities’ opening taunting strategy wasn’t exactly elegant either. It’s just that the other side not only received the move but turned it back on them.]
Li Ming narrowed his eyes, suppressing his anger: [Mr. Huang, please watch your words. The Demon Race has always been underhanded. Not to mention Qing Yi’s poisoning act, this incident is clearly another example of their disgraceful methods!]
Huang Bozhong frowned, staring at the other man for a long moment.
Then he said: [Please do not involve race or politics in match commentary. We are commentators. Our task is solely to commentate on this match fairly, not to distort facts and say flattering things everyone wants to hear… Please be responsible to the audience and the competition!]
Li Ming’s anger could no longer be contained.
Who do you think you are? Where did this greenhorn come from, daring to publicly confront him like this? ‘I’m the gold-medal commentator for the Shenzhou Cup! Who the hell are you to lecture me on how to commentate?!’
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