Chapter 1049: Chapter 1049

1049: Chapter 135: Battle of attrition 1049: Chapter 135: Battle of attrition “Huff.”

Lu Ping’an took a deep breath, his vital essence Boiling in his flesh.

He had grown increasingly familiar with the killings of this arena.

The tournament format had, indeed, changed.

A normal Martial Fight Festival is just a generic elimination match…

This is actually the only choice.

If it were a “points match”, the defeated might be gravely injured after just one match and unable to continue in a knockout format.

Unless they could be healed on the spot and revived on the spot, “Martial Fight” is bound to be a one-off affair…

This gamble of everything including one’s Life fits well with the God of Martial Fight’s “rules”.

Bad Luck and running into a Strongman early in the competition, leading to an early exit?

According to the God of Martial Fight, Luck has always been part of strength.

Each time, the festival will have only one victor, one champion, but along this road, there will still emerge many “rankings”…

For many factions, this is already a compelling proof of strength.

But the developments this time have progressed to a point where things are slightly different…

“After several rounds of elimination, among the remaining 16 contestants, there are no Weaker ones left!

The next round is a selection, as well as a decisive battle, which I call…

the Battle of Blood Feuds!”

“Every professional, along their journey, has either for profit or sentiment, trampled on others’ lives or been trampled upon in turn.

This is Daily life, this is our reality…”

This is not about good or bad, the harsh reality has always been thus.

A professional’s Advancement inevitably requires the nourishment from others.

If someone must survive, if someone must gain the possibility to ascend higher, why shouldn’t it be a better and stronger I…”

“Massacre is the most reluctant and direct method.

Karma, everyone carries a lot.

But karma will eventually end, and it shall be today, settling these karmic debts all at once.

Will the past grudges and current obstacles become your fatal calamity, or will they be a stepping stone for you to advance further in the future?”

One has to admit, Emcee Gan Siyi certainly has a knack for this, stirring up the atmosphere while giving a good promotion to his Deity and Church.

And this third round of competition…

If Lu Ping’an hadn’t known the inside story, he might have thought it was all according to plan.

“Battle for Revenge, battle for profit, battle for honor, ‘what are you looking at’ battle…

Whatever you want to fight for, anything is possible.

There are 16 contestants for you to choose from!”

The last 16 contestants, at this moment, had become targets.

Anyone who speaks out their vendetta or reason for fighting can challenge from a “normal duel” to a “fight to the death”.

In the end, the victor of the festival will be determined based on the “battle results” of the challenged.

“…Let’s settle the karma.

The victor lives, the vanquished dies.

As the price for issuing a challenge, isn’t it fair to wager everything if you want to take the life of the challenged?”

The additional words from the Emcee discouraged those who were trying to take advantage of the situation.

To put it bluntly, as the price of the challenge, the Challenger must offer an additional stake…

And just for that stake alone, the challenged can go for the kill with full legitimacy.

And if someone starts by aiming for their opponent’s life, then, besides wagering their own life, they will also need an “additional difference in stakes”.

As for the price, what level of deadly duel, and whether the deadly duel is established or what form it takes, will all be decided by the “absolutely fair” Domineering Three Faces.

“I, ‘Twenty-Exempt’ Loter.

Ham, challenge Lu Ping’an to a life and death fight.”

“I, ‘Protector’ Sarla, challenge Lu Ping’an to a life and death fight.”

The blond, blue-eyed foreign cowboy, along with his priest partner, were the first to step forward while others were still trying to comprehend the rules.

the Noble Damon Mendel, the King of Evolution, shall use the dirty blood of humans to declare my loyalty to My Lord…”

The Lion-face Man announced his goal in a sing-song manner.

“Uh, you, who do you challenge?” Priest Gan momentarily froze before hastily asking.

Death duel!” The Lion-face Man’s eyes blazed with boundless rage and Flames, and though it was their first encounter, he probably yearned for Lu Ping’an’s death more than anyone else present.

And with just one glance, Lu Ping’an knew it was another problem…

the Big Cat Holy Image, long unseen, was now clutched to the chest of this Lion-face Man.

One death match declaration after another had made Lu Ping’an somewhat numb, but the real trouble was just beginning.

The two brothers who stood up this time imparted a strong sense of instability and danger to Lu Ping’an.

“We are here to settle karma on behalf of the Lady Laughing in the Woods…

We would like to invite Mr.

Lu for a brief stay at the Church, of course, asking for his cooperation with our Work.”

“So, a normal duel would be enough…

Forget it, let’s do a fight to the death instead; otherwise, even if he loses, he won’t accept it,”

At this time, the pair of brothers, one amiable and the other strict, both had their eyes on Lu Ping’an.

“Lu Ping’an, a fight to the death.”

“A fight to the death…”

People sprang up from nowhere, and while others’ challenge lists were empty, Lu Ping’an already had over a dozen.

If it wasn’t for the news that “his Black Market bounty was extremely high” having spread, the audience might still think he was a thief rather than a cop.

Avengers and bounty hunters flocked to the scene, but those who issued challenges were not only motivated by vengeance; some sought fame and profit by challenging the current Strongman.

After the mechanisms of the third round appeared, the “festival” had actually reached its climax.

The outcome depended no longer on how others performed…

As long as Lu Ping’an could break through this series of deathmatches, then naturally, victory would belong to him.

Well, given Domineering Three Faces’ temperament, this season might very well end without a victor.

The only one who could possibly wrest victory from Lu Ping’an…

“I, competitor Li Zhaoxin, challenge Lu Ping’an to decide the winner.”

The quick-witted Top 16 instantly caught on and issued their challenge.

And to one side, the betting went mad.

Bet after bet was placed on the “fight to the death,” with countless people hoping he would live, and even more expecting him to die.

“Is this the protagonist treatment you promised?

It looks more like I’m the ‘pig’s trotter’ about to be served on the table…”

Facing countless glares filled with hostility or murderous intent, the young man simply stood there in silence, smiling as he “saw” each one.

Without uttering a single word, those “weaker” ones under his gaze felt as though they had been stripped of all their shells.

Their spiritual awareness told them the Death God was right before their eyes; the previous mindset of potentially finding a loophole was gone…

This man was declaring his unmasked intent to kill, announcing that each confrontation would be a fight to the death.

Suddenly, the “Sun” in the sky opened its eyes, and the Deity’s attention was on the youth.

The sight before It excited the Deity…

The god’s favor sealed all paths of retreat, also setting the stage for a journey that may lead to glory and splendor, or perhaps would become the endpoint of losing everything.

“…I challenge Lu Ping’an to a fight of revenge…”

And the only one to stir Lu Ping’an’s emotion was probably that blonde girl.

“I suppose I have ample reason to issue a challenge, right?”

This betrayer, this blasphemer?!”

And the first to curse was the lion-headed man.

As a loyal Angel Envoy of the Mother Goddess, he had always looked down on those “clones,” especially after they became betrayers.

But at this moment, Eve, who was always quick-tempered, paid no attention to this provoking madman.

She simply looked silently at Lu Ping’an, waiting for his response…

“It’s possible, but I hope it will be the last battle.”