Chapter 1321: Chapter 1321: Defensive Stance

Norvin had now lost two battles.

At this moment, he had become exceptionally cautious.

He didn't know the full depths of Zen's strength; however, he had already lost both battles in just one move, which had extinguished much of his previously cocky fighting spirit.

At this moment, Norvin was no longer hoping for success.

Of course, if he could win against Zen, that would be wonderful. But knowing that he might lose again, he could only hope that he wouldn't lose in a single move again, like he had in the previous two confrontations.

So, the instant that he stepped onto the Heaven Earth Board again, he brought out his supreme divine weapon, that huge drum.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The moment that he unleashed the mighty drum, it began to emit rhythmic sounds.

The sounds of the reverberating drum were not created by Norvin hitting the drum, but they were the sounds of the beating heart inside the drum.

As the sounds of the drum echoed forth, Norvin also let out a full-throated cry.

The protective life vitality which wrapped Norvin's body also fluctuated in accordance to a predetermined rhythm, and it transformed into a layer of black scales that formed a shining armor, superimposed over his body.

“Magic Glowing Protection!”

This move would strengthen Norvin's defenses to the maximum.

An ogre's body was already incomparably strong. After the Magic Glowing Protection was applied, the degree of his body's brutality was now equal to that of those thick-skinned legendary beasts which were feared by most warriors. He would now be exceptionally difficult to beat.

But even this was not enough!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Immediately following this, there was an urgent staccato of drumming.

“Magic Glowing Wind!”

With this, Numerous, formless gales surrounded him, creating a living tornado. This was the fastest way to increase his speed.

While Norvin was busy releasing these two skills, Zen calmly floated down from the black stone.

This was the first time that Zen had battled in this stage of the Illusion Battlefield, and he was very curious about the Heaven Earth Board beneath his feet.

A strangely vigorous look appeared in Zen's eyes the moment he set his feet on the board.

It was unclear what the Heaven Earth Board was made of, but it emanated a feeling of being connected to the earth.

It felt as if the mysterious girl had turned the three hundred of them into living stones, and she was playing a game of Go against herself.

The Heaven Earth Board was an imitation of their universe.

Could it be that the universe evolved according to the outcomes of battles on this Heaven Earth Board?

Zen's conjecture was indeed accurate.

In truth, the Supreme Lords who were scattered all across the universe were also closely watching these warriors and the battles occurring on the Heaven Earth Board. ℝâɴȯ฿Ëʂ

Of course, they paid attention to their own descendants and the ace talents from their own forces. But they were more concerned about the battles between the variables and determinants.

This Go game was predicative to events in the world of chaos.

The mysterious girl used these battles as a means to make calculations. The Supreme Lords also viewed this as a chance to make their own calculations. If they could pierce the veil of the secrets of the heavens, they could discern some variables within their clan, and they might be able to turn the tide and even seize the chance to greatly improve themselves.

Now, as an ogre ace talent, Norvin had continuously fought many times already. Moreover, from the very beginning, he had inexplicably provoked the human warriors. Perhaps, this was fate at work.

The ogre race and the human race had never walked the same path, but Norvin was not brainless. Continuously provoking the humans in the Illusion Battlefield would definitely arouse the wrath of the masses, and Norvin's strength was definitely not invincible. If he continued on this path, it would not end well for him. Did he know about this?

There was definitely something strange afoot, and there was something fishy going on here.

It was an easy matter to calculate one single person's fate, but much more difficult to calculate the combined fates of a group of people.

The complications of these calculations for all living things in the universe were unimaginable.

It might have presented a precise calculation, but even a tiny mistake could bring about a series of unexpected deviations.

Many Supreme Lords seized this opportunity to come up with calculations as they observed the battles. And so they tried to make predictions not only for themselves, but also for their own races.

Supreme Lord Mathias, an ogre Supreme Lord, was also watching the battles and making his calculations. Even if his own race's ace talent had been defeated again and again in one move, he was still focused on deducing the implications within this. Although he had not reached a conclusion yet, he had a faintly dire premonition that this did not bode well for the ogre race.

He tried to make the calculations carefully and find countermeasures to deal with the unseen crisis lurking in the world of chaos.

Zen stood where he was and judged the situation for a while before walking towards Norvin, who had taken enough time to prepare. Apparently, Zen was very confident in himself.

“Zen is going to attack his opponent,” Rocher murmured. Fondly touching the long sword strapped to his back, he had a faint smile on his handsome face.

'Has the gap between us narrowed or widened? Can I win against him? Can I beat him?' he pondered and hoped that there would be a chance for him to engage Zen in combat later. He was eager to find out what a fight between Zen and him would be like after so many years.

He wasn't in a hurry, though. As long as he could win his battles in the meantime, sooner or later he would have a chance to duel with Zen.

“Zen, all the best!” Margaret shouted. After she shouted this encouragement, her long eyelashes blinked twice, and she then changed her form of address. “Honey! You can do it!”

As she yelled that, the faces of the ace talents and Godly Geniuses present all revealed a superlatively strange look.

These warriors did not give credence to the private matters of others. They had not paid much attention to the intimate relationship which Margaret and Zen shared. They felt it strange because they had thought that the two warriors had only met here in the Illusion Battlefield and it was too soon for them to be so intimate.

“Ha-ha!”

Looking at the confused expressions on the faces of the warriors, Rocher couldn't help but laugh.

Even the girl in pink turned to look at Margaret in bewilderment. However, her face was blurry and her expression remained indistinct.

As for those in the outside world, the gathered warriors were also discussing this development among themselves.

“Is that woman Zen's wife?”

“They both made it to the top three hundred. This is too strange to be a coincidence!”

“Ah, Zen is so lucky. How can a country bumpkin that ascended from the Lower World have such a beauty by his side?”

“Humph, they most likely hooked up recently in the Illusion Battlefield. A woman, who so easily hooks up with a man, is most likely not of fair virtues!”

Countless warriors were discussing this development. There were those who sighed, those who admired, and even those who despised the couple for it.

When Preston heard Margaret's voice resonating from the Illusion Space, he immediately glanced over at Letitia.

Letitia looked away and cursed in a darkly muttered voice, “Shameless!”

Preston felt a faint smile spread on his face. He had lived for so many years. How could he not understand this situation?

Since even the Saint Lord of their sacred place was certain that Letitia was Zen's wife, then Margaret would most likely be his concubine. Also, from the looks of the situation, Zen might not even have told Letitia about Margaret.

Zen, who was originally walking tall on the Heaven Earth Board, nearly staggered when he heard Margaret's intimate cry in front of the assembled audience.

At this moment, he was only 300 feet away from Norvin, so he covered his distraction by speeding forward. The previous battles had set the tone of the contest, and Zen would not disappoint the audience by failing to beat his opponent.

Nathan had used his palm strike to annihilate Norvin.

The Otherworldly Swordsman had used his sword strike to hack Norvin to death.

Zen was a pride man and didn't want to lag behind.

With this sudden increase in speed, the dragon scales' power within his body began to rapidly effervesce.

'One used a palm strike, and one used a sword strike… Then I shall kill him with one punch!' Zen thought.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The closer he drew to Norvin, the faster Zen moved. The dragon scales' power that continued to pour from his right fist became more majestic and intensified with killing intent.

“Do you think that Zen can also deal with Norvin in one move?”

“No, I don't think so. Someone has already started to take bets. The odds of a single move against the enemy is one to four hundred! It is so high! The possibility of that is definitely too small...”

“I don't think that's possible either. I don't know how strong Zen is, but Norvin has lost his courage after being defeated twice already. He has chosen to defend himself this time, instead of attacking. But who knows, maybe his strength is even stronger than Zen's!”

“Besides, Zen has given Norvin enough time to prepare. He still wants to kill him with one move? In his dreams!”

From their point of view, Zen had truly amassed quite a bit of strength, though he had come out of nowhere.

They thought he was only of roughly the same strength as a few ace talents from the large clans, but when compared to Nathan, Lawson, and Lucille, there still seemed to be a large gap.

At this moment, Zen was oblivious to the thoughts and comments of those watching from the sidelines. He didn't care about those things either.

If one punch wasn't enough to kill his opponent, then he would use two punches. If two punches didn't work, then three punches...

As for Norvin, he had indeed lost his will to fight. He cowered and didn't even dare to fight back.

Once he fought back, it would mean that he would have to reveal his flaws, and once he did so, it was very likely that he would continue to make the same mistake again and be defeated by Zen's single move. This was the last thing he wanted.

Therefore, at this moment, he was completely on the defensive. Although this perfect but cowardly defense was very humiliating, he used it since he was truly afraid of being crushed. Even though he might lose again, he didn't want to lose in just one move again!

As he watched Zen's punch come crashing down on him, he hurriedly beat a retreat while fiercely defending himself.

“Tear him apart! Norvin, you are the ace talent of our ogre race. How can you be so cowardly?”

“That brat did not even put his life vitality into that punch. What are you afraid of?”

“I think Norvin shouldn't have been chosen to participate in the Illusion Battlefield this time.”

As this scene spread to the outside world, it made countless ogre warriors turn sour and restless, and they all angrily scolded Norvin.

In the midst of these curses, Zen had already moved closer. No matter how fast Norvin retreated, he could never be faster than Zen.

When Zen's similarly unremarkable punch broke through Norvn's defenses and landed on his arm, Norvin's expression changed. At this moment, Norvin didn't know who to curse anymore, and contemplating surrender, he could only curse the heavens for his misfortune.