From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 449 Let’s fight
The top of the spiral tower.

A fierce fight is going on.

Crack!

Ding-ding-ding-ding! !
Amidst the strong wind, two blurry afterimages flashed at high speed, chasing and shuttling on the circular platform which was not very spacious to begin with.

The whistling sounds of breaking through the air and the clanging sounds of metal colliding were intertwined, and sparks would burst out from time to time.

Neither the white-robed old man from the Ascetic sect nor the fabled girl from the White Dove Tower held back.

Even though the two of them are allies.

But the current situation forces them to fight to the death, otherwise... no one will survive!

If one party has to die, it can't be me.

The rest of the people stayed in groups of three or four under the spiral stone pillars at the edge of the platform, watching the fight.

The old man in white robe grows with the flesh, walking the spiral of the Holy Grail of the body, the path of "Madam Ya" in June, and the fifth-level "corpse" essence.

At this moment, he was chasing the slender figure with a cold face, bare hands, and brute physique.

But the opponent did not face the attack head-on. Instead, he relied on his agile and nimble body to constantly turn and move, using the limited space on the platform to avoid a fight.

As one of the three fables of the White Dove Tower, the girl "Cunning Rabbit" is not very good at actual combat. She follows the path of the Crucible Star Spiral, the October "White Dove Poet", and the 5th level "Illusion" Essence.

Just like the "old turtle" that fell from the tower.

Her strengths lie in behind-the-scenes manipulation, or serving as a supporting role, misleading the opponent's judgment in battle, blocking the opponent's perception, etc.

At this time, Cunning Rabbit dodged the old man's fists and palms while thinking about countermeasures. If she couldn't dodge in time, she would use the dagger in her hand to block and gain distance.

But after all, the difference in physical strength was too great. Even with the help of the dagger, every punch and kick from the old man would make her arms numb and her fingers tingle.

If we continue like this, we won't be able to hold on for much longer.

"This duel is too unfavorable for me. The venue is limited, so I am forced to fight in close combat with a strong man of the same level as the Spiral Body..."

The cunning rabbit clenched its teeth and its nerves were always tense.

She didn't dare to relax at all, otherwise if she was hit hard, she would be seriously injured if not killed!
There were several brief confrontations again.

Jingle bell!
Bang! !

The girl's dagger flew out of her hand, clanging a few times, dragging and spinning on the platform, while her petite figure flew across the arc of air.

She rolled in the air for several times, spitting blood, and was about to cross the edge of the platform and fall off the tower.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, the cunning rabbit tried its best to hook its feet on a spiral stone pillar to relieve the force. After the whole person hit the ground and slid, he grabbed the edge with his hands in time.

That’s why he didn’t fall.

But the old man in white robe obviously would not miss this opportunity.

He took a step forward with a blank expression.

Snapped!
The whole person slid over a distance of more than ten meters and flashed in front of the cunning rabbit. Without saying a word, he stepped on its face.

If she stepped firmly on the ground, not only would the cunning rabbit fall off the tower, her entire head would explode on the spot!

"don't want……"

The cunning rabbit's face changed drastically and he opened his mouth to scream.

The old man turned a deaf ear to him and kicked even faster.

Bang! !

There was a deafening bang.

The entire circular stone platform trembled.

However, the old man kicked in vain...

puff-

The dagger, which was more than 20 centimeters long, pierced deeply into the back of the old man's neck, with the handle inserted diagonally, spurting out hot blood.

The cunning rabbit was cross-legged around the old man's waist, with his whole body pressed on his back, holding a dagger in his hand, and his face covered in blood.

She gave a sinister smile, stretched out her left hand, grabbed the old man's chin again, and twisted it violently.

Gaba! !
The old man in white robe turned his head 180 degrees, turned around and looked at the girl.

There was still confusion in his eyes and a painful expression.

Everyone present was startled.

Because even though they were prepared in advance, they were still affected by the illusion of the cunning rabbit. Including the old man in white robes present, everyone was deceived.

The cunning rabbit licked his lips, but did not stop.

She fully understood how difficult it was to deal with the "corpse". Its vitality was too strong and it was difficult to kill it with ordinary means.

Then the girl turned over and fell to the ground, grabbing the white-robed old man by the neck.

Bang! !

Then, she pressed her knees hard on the old man's chest, pulled out a dagger and stabbed him dozens of times in the eyes, throat, left chest, abdomen and even lower body at multiple fatal points!

The muffled sound of "Puffing" was heard continuously.

The cunning rabbit's entire face and body were covered in blood, looking extremely bloody and creepy.

But she was completely unaware and continued to stab the old man with the knife.

Because she could still feel that the other person was not dead!

The only way to kill him is to continuously injure his body so that its recovery speed cannot keep up with the destruction speed!
But the next second——

Snapped!
The old man's hand shot out like lightning.

He grabbed the girl's neck!
The latter's pupils shrank.

The old man sat up suddenly with his tilted head, and regardless of the wounds and blood stains on his body, he picked up the cunning rabbit.

Click...

Click, click, click!
The old man's broken neck actually healed on its own, and the bloody holes on his body also healed quickly.

The confusion in his eyes disappeared and he regained his spirit.

"Ms. Cunning Rabbit, I know that my mind is my weak point, so I took the 'Spirit Strengthening Potion' long before climbing the tower."

The old man said in a hoarse voice.

"Unfortunately, it didn't work on the enemy, but it restrained you, who was originally a companion..."

"Ho ho, ho ho!"

The cunning rabbit had his neck strangled and his face turned purple.

Her face was ferocious, and the dagger in her hand was still waving wildly, leaving bloody cuts on the old man's face and cutting his carotid artery, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

However, the old man remained indifferent and his face remained expressionless.

Snapped! !

He clenched his hands violently.

The cunning rabbit's slender neck was actually broken by his hand.

The girl's head rolled off and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

But just as the old man let out a breath and relaxed a little, his spirit suddenly gave him a warning.

Whoosh!
The old man dodged to the side.

His reaction was extremely quick, but still a moment late.

Bang! The cunning rabbit's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and half of the face and right arm of the old man in white robe were accidentally stained with it, and instantly fell down like boneless rotten flesh.

"Toxin? No..."

Half of the old man's face was like melted wax, with loose wrinkles, while the other half showed a solemn look.

"This is soul filth! What a cruel woman! She actually put this thing in her body beforehand!"

Although he defeated the cunning rabbit, it was a pyrrhic victory.

Because once contaminated by this kind of filth, the damage to the soul is almost irreversible.

Even if the old man was a "rotten corpse" with strong recovery ability, it would be impossible for him to restore the half of his face and right arm where his soul had been inactivated.

"Damn it!" the old man hated secretly.

"What a wonderful duel..."

At this time, the man in the top hat strode forward and laughed strangely. He looked around and applauded.

"The winner of this round has emerged! Congratulations!"

"Then let's not delay any further and start the next round of competition right away!"

"You two—"

The man in the top hat raised his hand and pointed.

The two men and women from the choir, who were dressed in the same clothes and wearing masks, were stunned for a moment.

"please."

The host still had that fake smile on his face, and he gracefully bent his knees, touched his chest, and stretched out his hand to invite someone.

"..."

The masked man and woman looked at each other, held their breath, and felt extremely depressed.

"Don't hold back." The man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice. "It all depends on your ability."

The woman gave him a long look.

"Yes, Jeff."

...

...

Time slowly approached noon.

The sun above the tower shone almost directly down, illuminating the round stone platform with a dazzling golden glow.

The bloodstains that were splattered everywhere dried up, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

A man with messy hair, untidy clothes, and covered with wounds and blood, was kneeling on one knee, breathing rapidly.

Half of the mask on his face was broken, revealing a pale and handsome face of a young man.

In front of him, there was a woman lying.

The woman's mask fell to the ground, revealing her beautiful and delicate face underneath. But at this time, her eyes were closed and she was no longer breathing.

"Karen, I'm sorry."

The man murmured and struggled to stand up.

In this fight, he was the winner in the end. But he couldn't be happy at all, after all, he personally killed his companion who he had known for many years.

If not for the choir, but for my own beliefs.

It was difficult for him to do this.

"Wow! What a touching scene!"

The man in the top hat clapped his hands in praise and wiped his eyes in a pretentious manner. With that pale smile on his face, it seemed as if he was performing a stage comedy.

"Almost, my eyes were about to drop little pearls."

"Mr. Host!"

The man pulled off the incomplete mask on his face and hissed.

"Please... move on to the next one quickly!"

As he spoke, his bloodshot eyes stared straight at the three people from the Priory of the Stars and the Spiritual Society.

Right now, he and the old man in white robe are the only ones left.

Not to mention that their side had one less person than the other side, and the offense and defense had changed, both of them were seriously injured at this time, so the chances of winning were not high.

But Jeff still has a trump card.

He believes the outcome is still unknown.

"Wow, this player is really motivated."

The man in the top hat put his hands behind his back and laughed.

"Okay." He raised his hand and rubbed his chin. "In that case, let's continue--"

As he spoke, the weirdo raised his hand and pointed behind him.

The bald man from the Priory of the Stars and the two female magicians from the Spiritual Society all had stern expressions.

They took a deep breath and prepared to take a step forward.

But at this moment.

The man in the top hat stopped.

Then he turned back and pointed at the old man and the young man in white robe.

"Yeah, just the two of you."

"..."

There was dead silence.

Jeff and the old man in white robe had frighteningly gloomy faces, and their eyes were filled with murderous gleams.

"You're...playing with us?"

"Huh?" The man in the top hat asked in confusion. "You're so smart. You figured this out!"

"But it seems that we discovered it a little too late."

His tone suddenly turned cold.

Wow!

The wide robe was thrown away.

The next second, its image changed drastically.

He was a young man with long blond-red hair, a white shirt and suspenders, and purple eyes.

He holds a black cane in his hand and wears a black hat.

"For the final duel, I'll set the rules again - both of you, come on together."

The young man smiled and said softly.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved.

It seems like an invitation to fight, like a provocation.

(End of this chapter)