The cheers in the arena vibrated like a tide through every corner, and in the VIP stands, Li Feng wore his usual smile.
He seemed to have anticipated Asuryan's victory, leaning lazily back in his seat, biting on a cigar, looking as relaxed as Castro after solving the Bay of Pigs incident.
Lady Malys elegantly fanned herself, her tone full of teasing: "My dear Victor, are your people... capable?"
"That's right! Brother Dun, are your people capable?" Li Feng chimed in, his tone full of mockery.
Victor's face was as if he had eaten five kilograms of excrement; he scowled, cursing Malys and Li Feng repeatedly in his heart, but outwardly dared not say much.
After all, he knew the upcoming match was the real "clash of titans."
As the previous battle ended, staff quickly transformed the arena.
This time, the venue was set up as an alien-style dense jungle battlefield.
Thick jungle, eerie glowing plants, and a river exuding a dangerous aura enveloped the entire battlefield in a sinister atmosphere.
The referee's voice came through the loudspeaker: "The next duel will be a peak battle between two legendary warriors—Yvraine of the Death God Army, challenging the Queen of the Arena, Lelith!"
The audience instantly erupted; the names of these two alone guaranteed a spectacle.
On one side was the Death God's chosen, on the other, the legendary queen of Commorragh's arena; this battle was destined to be absolutely brilliant.
First to appear was Yvraine.
She wore an updo, her face painted with Aeldari-style smoky makeup, and her old womans sword rotated slightly in her hand, emitting a low hum, her entire being exuding a deadly elegance.
On the other side, Lelith slowly walked into the arena.
She wore a sports bra, yet it didn't feel dull; instead, every piece of fabric seemed tailor-made for her posture, and the twin-bladed whip in her hand shimmered with an unsettling light.
Her steps were light, like an elegant leopard, and a confident, seductive smile played on her lips.
Despite facing her old friend Yvraine, she showed no reserved emotions, her eyes full of a thirst for battle.
Li Feng watched the two in the arena with great interest; he squinted slightly, and seeing these two, Li Feng immediately stood up from his chair and started ordering food from Lady Malys's attendant behind him.
Li Feng was seen holding the menu and starting to order: "One Commorragh special fried meatballs, one pot of Gro'nonos beef stew with mushrooms... What do you want to eat, Magnus?"
No response; Li Feng looked back... At some point, Magnus had wheeled himself out of the VIP room.
At this moment, Celestine asked:
"Do you need me to help you find him? He's in a wheelchair, so he probably hasn't gone far."
Li Feng shook his head, just continuing to look at the menu: "No need, he'll come back on his own later... And another fried golden and silver steamed bun... with Aeldari condensed milk? What is Aeldari condensed milk?"
"It's... Aeldari... condensed milk, 100% pure natural Aeldari milk, then refined..."
Celestine, staring at the two in the arena, chuckled softly: "A sisters' battle, such a good show, and you're already eating."
Li Feng finished ordering, handed the menu back to Malys's attendant, then leaned back on the sofa, poured a glass of soda, and lit another cigar:
"This (puff) match... (glances at how the cigar is burning) will definitely be very boring... (takes two puffs)..."
Celestine and Victor, who had been eavesdropping, both looked puzzled and asked simultaneously: "Why?!"
Victor was full of confidence in Lelith's combat power; among the Dark and White Aeldari, Lelith's combat power could definitely rank in the Top 3, while Yvraine was probably only at the level of a top ten gatekeeper.
Li Feng took two puffs of his cigar, savoring the fermented nutty taste in his mouth, then exhaled smoke rings and said:
"Come on, one can't die, and one will definitely win; don't you think this deathmatch will just turn into a pure gorefest?"
Victor: "Ah, this..."
... The moment the referee announced the start, Lelith launched her attack first!
The twin-bladed whip in her hand cut through the air, making a sharp whooshing sound, like two venomous snakes swiftly striking at Yvraine.
The whip blades appeared especially sharp under the glow of the fluorescent plants, even sparking with a slight electric current as they swung.
Yvraine, however, stood still; she merely slowly raised the old womans sword, its blade gently vibrating like water ripples, as if warming up for a storm.
"Too slow, sister." Yvraine's voice was calm and cold, carrying the scrutiny of a living person towards the dead.
Just as the twin-bladed whip was about to strike her, she suddenly leaped backward, moving as fast as lightning; the whip blade brushed past her sleeve but didn't even cut a single piece of fabric.
Immediately after, Yvraine swung her sword in a backhand, the blade clashing with the twin-bladed whip, producing a harsh metallic screech.
In that instant, Lelith felt a huge force transmit along the whip blade, almost causing her to lose her balance.
"Not good!" Lelith cried out inwardly, quickly retreating, trying to regain distance.
However, Yvraine gave her no chance to breathe.
She pushed off her foot, instantly closing in on Lelith, the old womans sword aimed directly at her throat.
Lelith quickly raised her dagger to block, while simultaneously flicking her hair once... The sword blade was precise and swift like the Death God's scythe, almost every attack directly targeting Lelith's weak points.
Despite Lelith's flexible and varied whip blades, she was still unable to completely block the opponent's onslaught.
But... Suddenly, Yvraine stopped her attack... She clutched her neck, and in the next second, blood gushed out in torrents from Yvraine's neck.
Yvraine's figure fell straight to the ground, blood splattering across the glowing grass at her feet, staining the originally dreamlike scene red.
The audience was in an uproar, some even jumping up in excitement.
Victor finally couldn't help but burst into laughter; he stood up and cast a provocative look at Li Feng and Malys: "How about that? My Lelith is not just for show!"
Malys merely smiled faintly, as if she had long anticipated this scene, while Li Feng still leaned lazily in his chair, a cigar in his mouth, his expression unwavering.
The referee walked to the center of the arena, his hand holding the megaphone about to speak: "The winner is..."
"Wait!" Lelith let out a low growl, her twin blades still tightly gripped, watching Yvraine in the pool of blood warily.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, her tone carrying a hint of unease, "It's not over yet... She couldn't possibly die that easily."
Indeed, just as she finished speaking, Yvraine's originally lifeless body suddenly twitched, then she slowly propped herself up with her arms, blood dripping endlessly from her chin to the ground.
However, she wore a strange smile on her face.
"Tsk, you still saw through me, Lelith." Yvraine spoke in a low voice, a strange hoarseness and coldness in her tone.
Her movements were very slow, yet carried an undeniable sense of oppression.
Her originally pale skin now began to turn azure, dark red flames ignited deep in her eyes, and the wound that should have been fatal healed rapidly at a visible rate.
"The Death God's favor won't let me leave the stage so easily." Yvraine stood up, a cruel smile playing on her lips, like a true messenger returned from the underworld.
The audience instantly erupted in thunderous cheers, some so excited they spilled their drinks.
Victor's smile instantly froze on his face; he widened his eyes, sinking into his chair, muttering: "Damn it... this trick again!"
"Easy there, Old Vic, or your blood pressure will spike." Li Feng exhaled a smoke ring, casually teasing him.
He turned to Celestine: "What did I tell you? One can't die, and one will definitely win; now the gorefest has become a sequel.
Hurry up with the food; it's boring to just watch fighting without eating."
Lelith's expression became even more solemn; she readjusted her stance, her twin-bladed whip gently flicking, bringing with it a strange electric glow.
She knew that the Yvraine before her was no longer a mere Aeldari warrior, but a true avatar of slaughter chosen by the Death God.
"I remember the last time you revived, you played for a full hour." Lelith sneered, though her tone carried a hint of bitter helplessness, "It seems this time won't be easy either."
"Of course not." Yvraine held the old womans sword horizontally across her chest, its blade glowing with an eerie light.
The moment she finished speaking, her figure once again transformed into an afterimage, as if blending into the shadows of the dense forest.
In the next second, her sword was already attacking Lelith from multiple directions, while Lelith used her twin blades as a shield, barely blocking the storm of attacks.
The two were like a duel between the Death God and a leopard, sword light and whip blades intertwined on the battlefield, sparks flying, like a magnificent and dangerous dance.
In the VIP stands, Malys elegantly sipped red wine and looked at Li Feng beside her: "How long do you think this sequel will last?"
Li Feng looked up at the Commorragh sky, eating the golden and silver steamed buns that had just been served... "It depends on when that peerless hero (Brother Dun), who rides on seven-colored clouds, arrives..."
Lady Malys didn't understand Li Feng's words, but in that instant, she caught a dangerous scent from the man who was currently feasting.
Just then, the Aeldari attendant who had just served the trays retreated, but as he passed Celestine, Celestine glanced at him sideways... After the attendant left the VIP room, he walked to the backstage of the arena... His disguise gradually disappeared, turning into blue power armour, the Hydra symbol shining brightly on his shoulder pad.
And at this moment, opposite him stood a Dark Angel with a hooded cloak, two pistols at his waist, and on his back, a sword from "Lion El'Jonson" Lion ElJonson himself, the Primarch of the Dark Angels... "How is it?"
"Everything is proceeding according to plan."
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