Chapter 26 The Desperate Siege
Chapter 26 The Desperate Siege
Chapter 26 The Desperate Siege
At the referee's signal, all twelve contestants leaped onto the wide arena.
The melee has officially begun!
However, the atmosphere on the stage suddenly became incredibly strange.
Contrary to expectations, there was no chaotic free-for-all. After a brief exchange and probing, the gazes of the other eleven people unexpectedly locked onto the same target—the blind girl standing alone on the edge, holding a green bamboo staff.
Eleven people ganging up on a seemingly frail blind girl in the ring is indeed unethical, and it would be shameful if word got out.
But the eleven people present all knew perfectly well: who made Cai'er the only fifth-level player in the entire room?
That's the sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's heads!
If we don't take advantage of the chaos to take down this mountain first, who can guarantee that they won't become the next unlucky one to be instantly killed?
Only by eliminating this biggest threat can the remaining eleven people compete for ten spots based on their own abilities; that would be true fair competition!
"Excuse me!"
Someone gave a low shout, and eleven figures, like eleven hungry wolves that had caught the scent of blood, instantly unleashed their fastest speed, pouncing from all directions towards the purple figure in the center.
In an instant, the arena was filled with the glint of cold light as eleven daggers, gleaming with a chilling light, intertwined to form an impenetrable net of death, completely sealing off all of Cai'er's escape routes.
Even the referee couldn't help but hold his breath.
Faced with such a dense siege, even a fifth-tier expert would probably be flustered and pay a heavy price if he lost his sight.
But who would have thought that, faced with this overwhelming killing intent, Cai'er didn't even flinch?
She stood frozen in place, as if terrified. Only when the chilling edge of the first dagger was about to touch her clothes did she finally move.
"Phantom Tracker"
Cai'er lightly touched the ground with her toes, and the hem of her purple skirt drew an extremely elegant arc in the air.
The next second, her figure instantly transformed into an elusive wisp of smoke.
Amidst the clash of swords among the eleven, she was like a purple butterfly flitting through a storm, each dodge perfectly executed, each turn just barely missing the blade.
There was no panic, no disarray in their defense.
In this deadly siege, the blind girl moved with the ease of strolling in her own backyard.
The eleven peak fourth-tier assassins attacked with all their might, yet they couldn't even touch a single hem of her clothes!
"How is this possible?!"
The besieging crowd grew increasingly alarmed as the fighting intensified, and cold sweat gradually beaded on their foreheads.
They felt like they were swinging a knife at thin air; the frustration of not being able to use their strength was maddening.
"Too slow."
Cai'er's cool voice suddenly rang out on the stage, carrying a hint of dejection.
She didn't want to play this boring game of hide-and-seek with these people anymore.
Before she could finish speaking, her previously erratic figure suddenly stopped.
The green bamboo staff in his hand, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, transformed into a green lightning bolt and struck out in an instant!
"Bang!"
The assassin at the forefront, the one with the fiercest attack, felt as if struck by lightning in the chest, as an overwhelming and terrifying force instantly coursed through his entire body.
Before he could even scream, he was sent flying uncontrollably, arcing through the air before crashing heavily off the stage.
Immediately afterwards, Cai'er turned around like a ghost, and with the other end of her bamboo staff, she swept backward and struck the back of the neck of another assassin who was trying to sneak up on her from behind.
"Thump!"
The man's eyes rolled back, and his body instantly went limp like a lump of mud, collapsing onto the arena and losing consciousness.
Clean! Decisive! Without any hesitation!
In the blink of an eye, with just two extremely casual moves, two peak fourth-tier assassins were eliminated without any chance of resistance.
"stop!"
The referee's voice rang out at the opportune moment, his tone tinged with barely concealed shock and excitement: "Two players are eliminated, the match is over! The ten remaining on the stage advance to the finals!"
"Clang—"
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As the referee announced his verdict, the remaining nine assassins on the stage froze in place, their weapons falling limply to the ground.
They were panting heavily, their legs were weak, and their backs were completely soaked with cold sweat.
After the catastrophe!
Looking at the two unfortunate souls lying unconscious on and off the stage, the eyes of these nine people were filled with a mixture of fear and relief.
Only at this moment did they truly understand the terror of a fifth-tier expert.
Those two seemingly casual attacks from Cai'er would have been unbearable for any of them; they would have been instantly eliminated!
Fortunately, the rules of the free-for-all only require eliminating two people.
And they were incredibly lucky not to be one of the two unlucky ones chosen.
Ignoring the awe-inspiring gazes around her, Cai'er gently retracted her bamboo staff, her purple skirt swaying slightly, and calmly stepped off the stage amidst the silent watchful eyes of the entire arena.
The upcoming Assassin's Temple internal ranking matches were a breeze for Cai'er, as if she were just going through the motions.
After all, after that breathtaking melee of twelve people, everyone had witnessed firsthand the unfathomable and terrifying strength of this blind girl.
Whenever someone draws a match against Cai'er in the ring, without exception, the opponent doesn't even draw their weapon; they simply raise their hands and admit defeat.
Are you kidding me?
They barely managed to secure a spot in the top ten and earn the precious qualification to enter the finals. Who would want to experience the despair of being unilaterally crushed again?
Recalling the fear they felt that day on the arena, when all eleven of them were "surrounded" by Cai'er alone, these elite fourth-tier assassins still felt lingering fear.
And so, Cai'er effortlessly and without controversy won the title of first place in the Assassin's Temple preliminary round with a perfect record, and advanced strongly to the finals.
The other nine contestants who advanced from the Assassin's Temple respectfully called her "Big Sister" and "Assassin Queen" in private.
In this world where strength reigns supreme, Cai'er earned everyone's respect through her absolute power.
While waiting for the finals to begin, Cai'er also heard a lot of outrageous rumors about the other temple preliminary rounds from the other contestants' casual conversations.
"Have you heard? There was a huge upset at the Knights' Temple! A young fourth-tier knight actually eliminated a fifth-tier knight, a far superior level!"
"Really? A fourth-tier knight fighting a fifth-tier knight? Are those fifth-tier knights made of paper?"
"It's absolutely true! I heard that the eliminated fifth-tier player is named Han Yu, and he's the grandson of Paladin Commander Han Ci! Now look what's happened! A dignified fifth-tier player didn't even make it to the finals, completely disgracing Lord Han Ci. Now the entire high command of the Holy Temple is laughing at him, asking Han Yu, 'Do you even know how to play?'"
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