Chapter 1815 - 933: Surrender and Lose Half

Many seemingly unbelievable things in the world, when reduced to their principles, are often straightforward and simple.

Just like the basics of Fei Guang, the entry to Projection, the key is 'aim before you throw.' When shooting a basketball, remember 'the left hand is just for support,' just as when Cliff Corner Old Deng is stabbing someone, he has to 'put all his strength into it,' 'aim precisely before thrusting'...

At this moment, everything that is happening is also incredibly clear and straightforward in its essence, without anything extraordinary.

The answer is, the characteristic of the Matrix Non-Attack — Hand-made!

It's that simple!

All the blessings of Non-Attack are almost entirely centered around this point, building through continuous accumulation, honing, and expansion, expanding the possibilities of Hand-made continuously, enhancing it until, in the end, exhausting every possibility, even grasping infinite possibilities in one's hand!

For every new blessing added, for every stage completed, there will be an almost ascendant qualitative change in effect and scope, and just after reaching the Transcend Rank, every new blessing causes the mechanisms and effectiveness of the Circle Realm to undergo a rebirth, taking another leap.

Now, what Ji Jue is doing is [Life and Death]!

Within the Circle Realm, grant himself absolute priority and suppressive power, take control of all matter and spirit within the range of the Circle Realm, even forcibly claiming them, thus arbitrarily modifying, maintaining, creating, or even destroying!

Unlike the pure Tian Yuan version, after receiving the blessing and certification of the White Deer, Ji Jue's exotic version of the blessing reveals an incredibly bizarre aggressiveness, developing significantly in terms of plunder and destruction.

Even more insidiously, as a blessing of Tian Yuan, it also enjoys the terrifying enhancement brought by Chixiao!

So-called life and death, giving and taking are just appearances, its essence is this absolute authority that allows no doubt or disturbance by others!

No matter what program, system, or even motherboard, once it enters Ji Jue's Circle Realm, it can all be forcibly rooted, gaining administrator privileges, and modified.

Thunderbolt and dew, all are royal favor, life and death in hand, give and take as you wish!

Once included in Ji Jue's Circle Realm, how could the changes made and modifications done by him be so easily erased?

Just like now…

With Ji Jue going all out, although unable to achieve the terrifying effect of 'once lost forever lost' under the sword of the Second Emperor, it is enough to damage the core of the Hero Seed.

Able to break the suppression within the North Wind Workshop, it can similarly damage the Circle Realm!

A Circle Realm shattered by other powers might be able to fully recover after some nurturing, but the damage left by Ji Jue's Circle Realm is comparable to an amputation surgery.

Unless he graciously lets it go or uses other highly costly methods to remove and repair it, there will be absolutely no possibility of recovery!

At this moment, facing the advancing Ji Jue, this young craftsman not even a third of his own age, having been a craftsman for merely three short years...

What he recalls is the sensation when facing Ye Xian more than twenty years ago.

So-called, suffocation!

"Still want to continue, Great Craftsman?"

Ji Jue smiled as he proposed, offering a step down, or rather... a provocative taunt: "The Federation has rules, surrendering can lose half."

"..."

Yellow Beard said nothing, only laughed silently.

Through hellish flames, smoke, countless skeletons, amidst the burning iron tree, those eyes already erupting in fierce light in anger.

Like molten gold, imposing and sharp, overlooking the world's dust.

"Let me teach you a lesson, Ji Jue, in our Northern Realm, there are no such womanly rules!"

He stretched out both hands, gripping the scalding Fireworks Pot, his sneering mouth like a beast's grin: "Only the winner can stand and walk out of the Duel Arena!"

Boom!!!

Under the urging of spirit and the command of authority, the iron light within the Fireworks Pot exploded suddenly, boiling, like a Vortex, suddenly draining countless smoke, flame, and even the power of the Hero Seed, making the molten iron in the pot glow with brilliant golden light.

The massive cauldron, in Yellow Beard's hands, was lifted, tilted!

The molten iron, enough to incinerate an ordinary person, leaving not even a scrap of desolate bone, poured down, engulfing him within.

Thus, the mortal body, at this moment, was burned to ash.

Reforged beneath the flowing molten iron and brilliance, it was Destruction and death wrought by the extinction frost and molten rock from the deepest part of the Northern Realm.

In the Secret Ritual, suspending himself for seven days, offering his rebirth form as a sacrifice, infused with the essence and wisdom of the Rune Path, transforming into the manifestation of North Wind Inheritance.

The Original Hero emerged from the burning molten iron, with the massive silhouette of the iron tree as his backdrop, like a crown.

In his hands was an exaggerated giant sword almost the size of a giant, with a pitch-black iron spine, upon which golden veins and paths spread like blood vessels.

A striking scarlet faintly surfaced from the blade, this is the Golden Sword the King of Heroes once used to slay dragons!

Now, as that Golden Sword is raised again, it easily stirs a new storm amidst the incinerated Circle Realm, causing all things to wail, the earth to shatter.

When directed at Ji Jue's face, it is as if a mountain descends from the sky, oppressing and trampling.

"Come!"

Yellow Beard opened his eyes again, his voice like thunder: "Let me experience the prowess of a Contemporary Swordsmith!"

"As you wish!"

Ji Jue silently smiled, and in an instant, he had already broken through the air, launching an attack toward the hero as if against a giant.

The Vermilion Blade of Pan Ying appeared in his palm, hungering and vibrating, clanging incessantly. With the invocation of Blood Arm Sacrifice, applied with a multiplier effect two thousand and forty-eight times, just a slash made the entire Duel Arena tremble.

As the two clashed in an instant, it stirred up new waves, causing the whole workshop to tremble, the lock modules to operate at full power, barely able to suppress the overflowing aftershocks.

Immediately afterward, Ji Jue flew back!

Almost half of his body lost feeling, his arm and shoulder shattered.

Despite being deeply shocked, he couldn't help wanting to curse.

Damn it, Legion!

Is your figure a bit too outrageous?

Are those zeros filled in with your eyes closed?

He originally thought that his more than two thousand times improvement was already exaggerated enough, but compared to the Legion of the same Rank, it was still insufficient.

On the other hand, ever since Yellow Beard received the permission of the Golden Ring, he had transformed his rebirth form into the Original Hero through the Secret Ritual.

From then on, he could no longer use it conveniently. It could only rely on the existence of the Circle Realm, like an inversion.

But the enormous cost yielded the current shape, a pure hexagonal form that unites the history and records of all heroes, tracing back to the original.

At this moment, under the support of the Fireworks Pot's Circle Realm, it was enough to rival Ruins in defense, outlast Vortex in life, match numbers with Legion, compete with Ember in manipulation, and race with White Deer in speed...

It was truly an indisputable, strategic-grade humanoid weapon!

Plus, the Golden Sword of such ridiculous specification that it wasn't even fully unsealed.

Oh no, how could you transform just like a hot-blooded manga protagonist with a little taunt?

Ji Jue was already dumbfounded: Then what am I?

The villain boss?

No, who's going to make up for me the parts of 'bullying men and dominating women' and 'drunken debauchery'!

"Die!"

At the moment Ji Jue was distracted, even before he landed, the Original Hero had already pierced through the air, gazing down with cold iron-like indifference on his awkward smile.

Without any hesitation, the Golden Sword swung down, intending to chop this dog thing completely in half!

At this point, it was too late to ask if reconciliation was possible.

Ji Jue, helplessly, let out a light sigh.

He spread his arms, yielding to his fate.

Yet, suddenly a crack opened on his chest, revealing that silently throbbing iron heart and the strands of flame light and electric glow entwined around it.

Thunder Pool activated, Zanlu resounded!

Let's explode with you!

Boom!!!

Endless Purple Lightning Black Flame burst forth like a thermobaric bomb from the heavens, unleashing a torrent of destruction in the overly narrow Duel Arena, engulfing everything.

Cracks appeared out of nowhere in the void, the invisible barriers around the Duel Arena suddenly bulged, like glass on the verge of shattering, creating piercing sounds, causing the spectators who had approached unconsciously to stumble and fall embarrassingly.

"Quick, notify the Master Craftsman! Quick! Someone's going to die!"

"The Supervisor and the Swordsmith are fighting!"

"Do not have a real combat, Supervisor!"

They didn't need to inform the Master Craftsman, a crisp snap sounded.

The collapsing, shaky barriers stabilized once again, while the ever-reverberating light and heat inside seemed to dissipate rapidly.

Amidst the hellish scene, the silhouettes of the two figures, pushed apart by the explosion, could be seen. Yellow Beard was bathed entirely in flames, letting the pitch-black fire burn with impunity.

Once again, he took a stance on the molten ground.

Raising the Golden Sword, he aimed at the nearly shattered opponent on the other side, showing no hesitation or mercy, even though they were already this battered.

Before Ji Jue truly begged for mercy and admitted defeat, there would be no wavering, that is true respect!

Well, maybe no respect, but he would never give up the chance to chop this dog thing to death!

You brought this on yourself!

As for Ji Jue, nearly shattered, he still nonchalantly spread his arms, beckoning him with a finger to hurry up, not to dawdle.

Yellow Beard laughed silently.

Fine, fine, you want to play like this?

Then die for me!!!

Bang!

On the Golden Sword, the resplendent gold, like flowing blood, rapidly expanded in anger, and the flash of blood on the blade circulated, resurrecting the curse left by the dead dragon, granting everything equals the fate of decay and destruction.

With a thunderous roar, it pierced through the air.

Slash!

At this moment, Ji Jue smiled silently.

The only thing he did was raise one finger.

Aiming at the Original Hero at close range, he thrust out!

Countering attack with attack!

Just before the blade swung down, in a near-death struggle, he played his last card.

…Jing Zhen?!