Chapter 51 - The Green Beam (1/2)

At this moment, the confidence he had built up dwindled by almost half.

Not long ago, Gao Pan was certain that he surpassed his opponent in many ways. He had a better quality armour, and his fist’s power was mightier. He had assumed that once he drained his enemy of energy and stamina, he would be the victor.

However, the reality was far from what he had assumed it to be. After delivering more than several hundreds of blows, Xu Yi’s armour was still intact. His energy was undepletable.

What caused Gao Pan to be irritable and anxious was the conceited challenge he had issued earlier: The loser of the fist fight will be the mother fucker!

As the common saying goes, “Shit is no good to be eaten!” In this case, he was worried that he had to take back his boastful words in shame.

What made it worse for him was the million spectators out there. All of them had rooted for him to win the duel. They had crowned him as the God of War. Their thunderous cheers and screams were deafening.

At this moment, if he were to retreat, he would suffer a massive loss of face. How would he be able to show his face again in Guang’an Prefecture?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

They fought another three rounds. An exhausted Gao Pan suddenly moved backwards and retreated almost three yards. He hastily moved left. His silver spear was strewn several yards westward.

There was dead silence at Gao Pan’s retreat. The crowd suddenly halted their cheering and shouting as if they were choked.

Gao Pan could suffer it no longer. When he delivered his final blow, he was already light-headed. He had depleted every ounce of his energy.

When faced between the options of saving his life versus saving his face, his decision was plain and simple — just like Xu Yi.

The only distinguishing factor was that Xu Yi had never been bothered with what others thought of him. However, Gao Pan, a lauded warrior, was terribly embarrassed.

Gao Pan’s exhaustion was within Xu Yi’s expectations. The duo had made accurate predictions of each other. Just like when Gao Pan had anticipated Xu Yi’s close distance combat strategy.

What was omitted in Gao Pan’s contemplation was Xu Yi’s extraordinary stamina and mind power. Xu Yi had optimised his strengths in his combat strategy.

Although he had already predicted that Gao Pan was unable to persevere, his opponent’s sudden retreat clearly subverted his expectations.

After an exchange of several hundred blows, Xu Yi had been conditioned. Gao Pan’s robust armour would tweet with every punch that Xu Yi could land. The tweeting was getting louder and louder. Xu Yi speculated that the golden armour might reach its breaking point soon.

Xu Yi was interested to find out the threshold of the golden armour before its crack. He had channeled all of his focus to secure his victory. He was therefore oblivious to Gao Pan’s energy levels.

After recovering from his shock, Gao Pan hastily retreated over ten yards. He was a stone’s throw away from his silver spear.

Gao Pan was akin to an arrow at the end of its flight, a strong force that had been exhausted. Even if he retrieved his silver spear, Xu Yi would have lost his fear for him.

There was a simple solution to this situation. Xu Yi did not wish for more trouble. He stomped his left foot on the ground. The enormous explosion of power caused a shallow pit on the iron-steel floor plate. His body surged forward like a hurricane.

The silent viewing platform instantly exploded with jeering, insults, hysterical cries, and piercing screams. This cacophony sounded as if it were the beckoning of the devils attempting to confuse the world.

Gao Pan’s retreat and escape was a huge blow to the spectators.

Initially, most of the folks were certain that Gao Pan would be the winner. Xu Yi and his use of crafty ploys had signalled to the crowd that he was no match for his opponent.

Everyone had banked on Gao Pan as the ultimate winner. However, in the duel, they only heard the painful cries of Gao Pan. The wretched opponent in a green robe, on the other hand, was steady and calm. The result of the duel seemed to be sealed.