"We two."
"Fill out the information here, press your fingerprint, leave your God-Hunting Dagger, then enter your bet, and you can get on the arena."
The staff seemed too lazy to say more, so they laid out all the requirements in one go.
After Qin Siyang and John finished filling out the form, they handed the electronic tablet back to the staff.
The staff confirmed the information, then took out a remote control from their pocket and pressed a button. Suddenly, a door opened in the building before them.
Then, they pulled out two wristbands and placed them separately on Qin Siyang and John's right wrists.
"The arena is right there. According to the laws of the United Government, your battle in the arena is completely confidential."
"If either of you concedes, tap the wristband three times in succession with your left index finger, and the match will end."
"On the arena, life and death are your own responsibility. You both signed the agreement on the tablet just now, so you should already know this."
"Once the door closes, the battle can begin."
"Go in."
"Alright!"
Qin Siyang eagerly walked into the arena.
John let out a cold laugh and followed behind.
Once both of them stepped through the entrance, the door closed again.
Looking back at the spot where the door had just opened, there was no visible seam, as if the door had never existed.
At this moment, outside, Sun Juhong chuckled, "That kid is doomed to lose."
"Hmm? Why?"
"John and him are both from the [Phantom Assassin] sequence, but John's sequence rank is Grade B. Killing him will be effortless."
"No wonder you say that."
The long scar on Sun Juhong's face twisted as he revealed a sinister grin, "Besides, John went in with the Blind Judge. The battle arena doesn't prohibit carrying weapons."
"The Blind Judge?"
"Isn't that a God-Hunting weapon? Do God-Hunting weapons work on sequence abilities too?"
"Of course. How do you not know such a simple thing? Skills that work on humans may not work on gods. But skills that work on gods definitely work on humans too."
"With the Blind Judge, Qin Siyang has no chance of winning."
Sun Juhong then turned to Li Tianming and said, "Bro, are you ready to send that kid to the hospital?"
Li Tianming glanced at Sun Juhong, who was gloating, and didn't reply.
Hospital?
No need to bother.
Straight to the funeral home would be fine.
'Oh, wait, John's not from Huaxia, so they don't do traditional funerals.'
'I think they have pastors for their burial services.'
Seeing Li Tianming ignore him, Sun Juhong didn't make a fool of himself further. He just snorted coldly and quietly waited for news of John's victory.
After Qin Siyang and John entered the door, they found themselves in a square room, completely empty with nothing inside.
However, all four walls, the ceiling, and the floor were covered in a white, plastic-like material. They had no idea what it was.
In the four corners of the ceiling, soft lighting illuminated the entire room, making it exceptionally bright.
Qin Siyang suddenly realized something—this entire room was the battle arena.
'So I have already stepped onto the battlefield?'
"This battle arena is a completely enclosed room with no boundaries? Looks like it's really a fight until one side surrenders."
"But that makes sense. No referee, no surveillance—other than surrendering, how else do you decide a winner?"
Just then, the door slowly shut.
The moment it closed, John immediately drew the Blind Judge from his waist and activated his skill [Life or Death Edge (Enhanced)], tripling his agility and doubling his strength. He swung the blade at Qin Siyang's back.
And Qin Siyang? He seemed unaware, standing still.
"You damned insect, you must pay for your ignorant recklessness!"
John was already thinking about how to torture Qin Siyang.
However, just as he was certain his attack would land, Qin Siyang suddenly vanished.
"Impossible!"
Before John could even panic, Qin Siyang had already appeared at his side.
Qin Siyang was already stronger than most sequence ability users. His sequence rank was three, meaning even without activating any skills, he was on par with John.
But now, with the [Duelist's Medal] boosting his stats by four times, plus the [Violence] skill stacking an additional three times, his strength and agility had increased by twelvefold.
John had no way to keep up.
His body couldn't match Qin Siyang's speed at all.
In his peripheral vision, he saw Qin Siyang's crazed grin.
In that instant, he realized—Qin Siyang was not a [Phantom Assassin].
More than that, Qin Siyang's sequence rank was definitely higher than his.
'What is he? A monster?'
As soon as this attack ended, John planned to surrender immediately.
But Qin Siyang wasn't going to give him that chance.
Qin Siyang raised his fist high and whispered into John's ear: "Thanks!"
The punch landed squarely on John's face.
John didn't even have time to feel pain. He only felt his vision compress in an instant before everything suddenly disappeared.
At that moment, his mind was still thinking—
'Why can't I see?'
'Did I get hit by my own Blind Judge?'
'No.'
'It felt like something slipped out of my eye sockets just now.'
'Did my eyeballs fly out?'
'What kind of sequence is he? How could he have that much powe—'
After a brief moment of confusion, John's thoughts stopped.
John was forced to stop thinking.
Because Qin Siyang's punch had caved in his skull, reducing his once-organized brain structure to a scrambled mess—like shattered tofu.
Perhaps as a token of gratitude for the generous gift of the God-Hunting weapon, Qin Siyang had made sure John felt no pain.
At the same moment his thoughts stopped, so did his life.
Qin Siyang slowly walked to John's corpse, picked up the Blind Judge, and examined it with fascination.
He was about to cut his hand to test its sharpness but suddenly thought, 'Wait, this blade might actually work on humans too?'
'If I accidentally blind myself, that'd be a real problem.'
'Better not waste time.'
He glanced at John's collapsed skull and sighed, 'Time to clean up the scene.'
Qin Siyang stabbed the blade into John's heart. When he pulled it out, blood still gushed out, staining his insulated coat.
"His heart just stopped beating, so the blood pressure is still high. This wound looks very convincing. If Wen Shu saw it, she'd definitely praise me," Qin Siyang grinned proudly and carefully placed John's dislodged eyeballs back into their sockets.
Then, he hacked at John's skull with the Blind Judge, smashing it into fragments until all evidence of the initial punch was completely erased.
Touching his chin, Qin Siyang muttered to himself, "Because I wasn't properly guided in moral education at [Ju'an School], I developed a rather aggressive personality. Today, John provoked me in the battle arena, and after I defeated him, I saw his disgusting face and couldn't help but keep smashing his skull in with the knife handle. That's how this happened."
"This explanation should work fine."
He checked his wristband—only two minutes had passed.
"[Phantom Assassin] sequence skill [Life or Death Edge] doubles agility for a minute, then leaves you drained for twenty minutes."
"So when I walk out later, I'll have to get Li Tianming to carry me onto the bus."
"I gave him thirty silver coins earlier. Carrying me for a bit should be no problem."
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