Published: February 12, 2025
The referee instinctively took a step back, his back pressed against the cold metal of the arena. This sudden shock awakened him, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He was a great expert, someone who had surpassed 100,000 in strength like Fuleira, but when the massive Sword Shadow appeared, he felt a sense of terror and fear.
This was a life-threatening ability. The referee was very certain about this. However, he also believed in his own vision; these Star-Eye Clan warriors were around 50,000, possibly even less than that. If they fought him, he could take them all on with one hand. Yet, these seemingly insignificant opponents combined could unleash such a strike?
There were also many great experts in the stands, even those who hadn’t reached the level of a great expert could still feel the earth-shattering power. Almost all the Radiant Tang Clan members stood up; they had to, as they particularly hoped for a miracle.
But… miracles often go absent when you hope for them the most.
The massive light sword fell into the formation of the Radiant Tang Clan, and the fear-driven retreat caused some distorted formations to be split in two.
In the arena stands, on the outside light barrier, and on the live broadcast terminals, countless lives watching this match saw the blood-red flash that erupted as the giant sword fell.
Every Radiant Tang Clan warrior within the range of the giant sword was chopped into pieces.
"Ah!!!"
The clan leader of the Radiant Tang Clan roared in anger.
These were the elite of the Radiant Tang Clan! How many had just died with that single blow? Two hundred or three hundred? Or even more?
Even if they won this battle in the end, the Radiant Tang Clan would already be severely weakened.
"The Radiant Tang Clan made a strategic error. They were too fearful of sacrifices, overly eager to take advantage, attempting to let the Star-Eye Clan waste the energy of the formation disk. Who would have thought that they had other means to counter your passive tactics? Now it’s truly a case of stealing the chicken but losing the rice."
Someone pointed out the strategic errors of the Radiant Tang Clan directly, just like Ye Zhongming. However, before this, anyone who didn’t know the Star-Eye Clan possessed such capabilities all believed that the Radiant Tang Clan's response was adequate.
As the residual force of the giant sword faded, a huge ravine was carved into the arena's surface.
Originally, the white stone surface had been specially treated; ordinary attacks wouldn’t leave a mark on it. After years of construction, it had never been renovated, with only some shallow marks left.
This was naturally related to the strength of the warriors in Dark Strip City. After all, there were very few great experts. Now, this sword had directly cut through the ground, reflecting the power of that previous strike.
The referee gradually recovered from his shock, glancing over and shaking his head slightly.
In that previous strike, at least two hundred Radiant Tang Clan warriors had died instantly, and dozens more were injured by the edge of the giant sword. Adding the previous attacks, roughly around three hundred fighters were no longer combat-effective.
Even without getting close to the opponent, they had already lost nearly one-fifth of their manpower. If the Radiant Tang Clan didn’t make some changes soon, the situation would become extremely unfavorable.
However, the more critical the moment, the more calm one must be. This way, one could find an opportunity to turn the tide from a disadvantageous position. Yet, the referee looked at the Radiant Tang Clan, and many of them had not yet recovered from their shock; they were just moving aimlessly, trying to protect themselves.
In contrast, the Star-Eye Clan was composed. The formation that had unleashed the giant sword had indeed suffered considerable consumption, but they were now all sitting cross-legged on the formation disk, throwing medicine into their mouths to recover. Meanwhile, another formation beside them had already taken over the offensive rhythm.