Chapter 200: Perishing Together (Thanks to 'lyrical000' for Rewarding Alliance Leader)

Chapter 200: Perishing Together (Thanks to 'lyrical000' for the Alliance Leader tip)

Hearing Bai Zhenzhen's words, Dai Xingzhi raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Oh? You think the competition in the Immortal Capital is simpler than in other places?"

"Otherwise?" Bai Zhenzhen took it for granted. "The university quotas in the Immortal Capital every year are far more than in any other city, right?"

"If we have to be one in a hundred to get into university, you guys are one in ten, or even one in three."

"If quotas weren't allocated by city, and students from the entire first tier of Kunxu competed directly for them, all the quotas for you people of the Immortal Capital would have been snatched away long ago."

Dai Xingzhi let out a chuckle and said, "Naïve thinking. The potential of the Immortal Path depends on money, and the Immortal Capital is the wealthiest city in the entire first tier of Kunxu. The resources here far exceed those of your little places. No matter what we compete in, we are bound to hold the absolute advantage in the end."

A trace of the Immortal Capital people's pride surfaced on Dai Xingzhi's face, and he said, "If the entire first tier really had a unified admission, every single high school student in the Immortal Capital could get into university, and we'd even snatch up every single one of the top ten spots."

Bai Zhenzhen gave a scoff and said, "You're quite proud, but listening to your accent, you don't sound like a local of the Immortal Capital either. You weren't born here, were you? Or is your dad or grandfather an outsider too?"

At the same time, below the arena, some high school students from the Immortal Capital smiled slightly upon hearing this, but quickly suppressed it. They looked at Bai Zhenzhen with a hint of surprise in their eyes, apparently not expecting this outsider woman to actually detect the difference between Dai Xingzhi's accent and theirs.

Hearing the other party call his family 'outsiders' and bringing up the accent issue, a flush of anger flashed across Dai Xingzhi's face as he snapped, "I was born in the Immortal Capital, you're the fucking outsider!"

With a flash of his figure, his entire being shot forward, bringing with him a string of afterimages. The afterimages and his true body mingled together, surrounding and attacking Bai Zhenzhen from four different directions.

And although Dai Xingzhi's face was filled with rage, his heart was incomparably calm and steady.

"Faced with such a simple provocation, how could I possibly fall for it?"

Sneak attacks, provocations, insults... as a high school student from the Immortal Capital, Dai Xingzhi was naturally long-tested and thoroughly trained in these basic yet incredibly important practical combat skills.

He had even taken specialized courses like "How to Discriminate Against Outsiders" and "Make an Outsider Break Down in Three Sentences," mastering many techniques specifically targeted at outsiders to quickly infuriate his opponents and seize the advantage in battle.

After all, the people of the Immortal Capital possessed a unique advantage when it came to infuriating outsiders. In Dai Xingzhi's view, it was simply impossible not to master such a talent.

Therefore, after Bai Zhenzhen had spoken only a few sentences, Dai Xingzhi understood her strategy.

"Want to provoke me?"

"Then I'll pretend to be provoked by you..."

As Dai Xingzhi's figure flickered, he slammed a palm fiercely toward Bai Zhenzhen's head.

At this moment, his face appeared flushed and his eyes were filled with fury, looking exactly like someone driven to shame and anger, and the palm technique he deployed seemed riddled with flaws.

Yet Dai Xingzhi's thoughts were incredibly clear. The palm that appeared to be struck in anger actually held very thin spiritual power, while the strength of his entire body was accumulated within, waiting for the true outbreak.

He was completely certain that as long as Bai Zhenzhen attacked the flaw he had intentionally exposed in his palm technique, she would be heavily injured by his follow-up move.

At the same time, his legs were secretly gathering strength, ready to retreat at full speed at the slightest sign of trouble.

Always holding a card up his sleeve and avoiding injury at all costs—this was the philosophy passed down through generations of his Dai family, allowing them to establish a foothold in the Immortal Capital.

Bang!

To Dai Xingzhi's astonished eyes, Bai Zhenzhen tilted her head slightly and actually took his palm strike head-on with her shoulder, completely disrupting his follow-up opportunity.

And it was in this brief moment of Dai Xingzhi's astonishment that he saw the desperate, all-or-nothing fighting spirit in Bai Zhenzhen's eyes.

Ever since before stepping onto the arena, Bai Zhenzhen had been observing Dai Xingzhi—observing his movements, his fighting style, and the temperament and habits he displayed.

Because just like Dai Xingzhi, Bai Zhenzhen also realized that he was her greatest rival for the top two spots.

And through continuous observation, Bai Zhenzhen realized that her opponent was cautious by nature, possessed extremely high cultivation in lightness skills and footwork, and was not inferior to her in speed at all.

"He is, after all, an elite of the Immortal Capital who has already stepped into his third year of high school."

"Not only is his physical strength above mine, but apart from the Endless Myriad Swords Art, most of the cultivation techniques he masters are probably stronger than mine. If I fight him with everything I have... my winning rate is at most thirty to forty percent."

"I must target his flaws and drag the battlefield into an area I excel at..."

"This guy is so cautious and so adept at avoiding injury, which means he is very likely not good at risking his life."

Bai Zhenzhen knew very well that to her, that one million in medical insurance was already far too much, but to a rich person from the Immortal Capital, one million was far too little, and would even give them a sense of insecurity.

Moreover, these wealthy people were inherently afraid of risking their lives, unlike a poor ghost like her, who often had to rely on risking her life just to earn something that the rich could easily obtain.

So she intentionally provoked him and intentionally took his move head-on, solely hoping to find an opportunity for close-quarters, life-and-death combat. She just hadn't expected him to be even more cautious than she imagined; that seemingly furious palm strike just now was actually a feint.

But it didn't matter anymore...

At this moment, their eyes met at point-blank range. In Bai Zhenzhen's eyes, which were filled with raging fighting spirit and arcs of electricity, there was only one target.

To blast out a sword strike with the fucking strongest, fastest, and most ferocious strength, staking her entire foundation, just to see whether his medical insurance would run out first, or hers.

Since stepping onto the stage, Bai Zhenzhen had been gathering spiritual power using the expert-level breathing technique, the Nine Transitions of Raging Waves.

This Nine Transitions of Raging Waves emphasized endless generation. After nine transitions of spiritual power, it could draw in even more power. It was a technique whose effect grew stronger the longer one breathed.

During her previous Foundation Establishment examination, the Nine Transitions of Raging Waves had achieved miraculous results. At this moment, after nine consecutive transitions, the spiritual power exploded like a spring stretched to its absolute limit.

And one after another, the cultivation techniques deduced by her True Spiritual Root also erupted in an instant.

Over the past few months, relying on her True Spiritual Root, Bai Zhenzhen had practically deduced all the techniques she mastered, granting them more powerful Level 10 effects that were better suited to her.

And every single one of these Level 10 effects was related to speed.

Bai Zhenzhen believed that even if her techniques were not as expensive as her opponent's, after repeated deductions, they were absolutely the most suitable for her cultivation and combat style.

At this moment, the Lightning Step was operating at full capacity. Strands of lightning spiritual power penetrated her nerves, muscles, and meridians all the way through, and under the Level 10 deduction effect, crazily accelerated the speed of her sword strike.

The Body-Piercing Sword Qi surged out from her dantian. Under the influence of the Level 10 deduction effect, it carried bursts of thunder and lightning, roaring through her meridians like a cannonball, hurtling toward her fingertips.

The expert-level combat technique, the Invisible Sword Art, caused her sword intent to surge through the air before the strike was even unleashed, forming fields of electricity and reducing the air resistance she would encounter next.

Under the pressure of risking her life at this moment, the Cold Soul Ice Heart Art kept Bai Zhenzhen's thoughts calm to the extreme, and the spiritual power and muscles within her body became active to the extreme.

And the lightning spiritual power that penetrated inside and outside her body accelerated all of this further! Accelerate! Accelerate again!

On the other side, though Dai Xingzhi was momentarily stunned, feeling Bai Zhenzhen's astonishing fighting spirit and the momentum of her sword strike, he also reacted swiftly.

With one foot, he kicked up a sky full of wild winds. His right leg seemed to vanish from sight at this moment, leaving only a surging blast of energy crashing toward the location of Bai Zhenzhen's dantian.

Both sides were fighting speed with speed, and the clash was about to be completed in a mere instant.

Yet in the eyes of the Righteous Gods surrounding them, this instant could be very, very slow in their observation—slow enough for them to see Dai Xingzhi's ferocious face, to see Bai Zhenzhen's hair standing up strand by strand from the stimulation of the lightning spiritual power, and to see the flashes of electricity and fierce winds dancing in the air...

Even within this single instant, the Righteous Gods could complete various communications on the internal network.

Looking at this scene, Huang Zichou said with emotion, "To think that two people with such fast speed would actually decide victory or defeat in a single move. I originally thought these two would rely on their respective speeds to play a game of cat and mouse for a full ten minutes."

Another Righteous God analyzed the two sides clashing in this brief instant, saying, "In this split second of close-quarters combat, facing the enemy's full-strength strike, what is tested is the most genuine reaction at the bottom of everyone's heart."

Huang Zichou's gaze swept over the sword finger Bai Zhenzhen thrust out, as well as the Body-Piercing Sword Qi embedded with lightning spiritual power. He could feel the lack of reservation in this strike, and the courage to find life in death, gambling everything.

Then he looked at Dai Xingzhi on the other side, looking at the wild wind whipped up by his leg and his fully erupted muscles.

But...

Huang Zichou said, "Although Dai Xingzhi also exerted his full strength... perhaps due to habits already formed in the past, perhaps due to an instinctual aversion to injury, or perhaps subconsciously holding a card back."

"These bits and pieces accumulated in daily life ultimately caused him, at this moment and in this most genuine reaction, to subconsciously hold back a portion of his strength, failing to truly risk everything he had..."

Just as the Righteous Gods were communicating at ultra-high speed within the internal network.

Boom!

Fierce winds scattered in all directions, a flash of electricity sparked, and both Bai Zhenzhen and Dai Xingzhi had already completed their strikes simultaneously.

Amidst a deafening crash, Bai Zhenzhen's entire body flew backward, spitting out a massive mouthful of blood into the air, mixed with fragments of her internal organs.

But on the other side, Dai Xingzhi was clutching a large hole in his chest, staring at the wound that was continuously healing under the effect of divine power.

Meanwhile, the medical insurance amounts above Dai Xingzhi and Bai Zhenzhen's heads began to plummet sharply, and in the blink of an eye, both had already dropped to zero.

Thank you to 'Light-Carver' for the generous reward of ten thousand.

(End of this chapter)