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First, a faint flame floated out from the gap in the scabbard. It was inconspicuous and did not cause any effect. Even the Blood Knight who was fully focused did not notice the existence of this faint flame.

But soon, the Blood Knight felt the unusual heat and temperature, and the blood that had climbed onto Beichen's scabbard began to recede.

Then the blood that was about to wrap around Beichen's waist also disappeared uncontrollably.

The red-hot, scorching scabbard only told the Blood Knight two words.

Danger!

Giving up on the Originium Skill Trap he had set up long ago, the Blood Knight took several steps back. He even gave up the giant axe made of blood in his hand. It was obviously very laborious to rebuild one, but he still made this decision.

"You felt it too, right? I have to say, I was also very surprised. This thing seems to be stronger than I thought."

Unsheath the sword.

It was like a red-hot sword just taken out of a furnace, the blade had not yet cooled down, but there was no doubt that it had been hammered thousands of times.

The fire that burst out the moment it was unsheathed was even more dazzling than the light when the Shining Knight released his Originium skills.

It's not warm, not gentle, just pure aggression and attack.

After the flames disappeared, the heat emitted by the sword blade followed closely. It is no exaggeration to say that after the sword was unsheathed, the temperature of the entire arena rose significantly.

The bright red sword blade now appeared to be a transparent white color, and its specific shape could not be seen under the gas distorted by the high temperature.

"Is this your true strength? It seems that most of the preparations I made before the competition were wasted."

The Blood Knight spoke with some fear.

The handle of the rebuilt giant axe in his hand was a little longer, just to keep a distance from Beichen during the battle.

"No, if you want to see more, you might have to try harder."

Beichen said as he curiously placed his finger on the blade.

It’s not hot at all. After all, this set of armor comes with a lot of fire resistance buffs.

"This is incredible heat! What the hell is going on? I can even feel the temperature of the entire arena rising!"

"That sword that is still emitting flames, is it Beichen's own Originium skill, or is it the inherent characteristics of this wonderful weapon! My God, in previous competitions, we have never seen Beichen use this!"

"Could it be that this is a secret trick used to deal with the Blood Knight? This is terrible. Facing an opponent that they have never understood and an unpredictable Originium technique, how should the Blood Knight deal with it?"

How to deal with it? If you don't try it, you will never know.

The giant axe attacked Beichen again, and this time, Beichen took the blow head-on with his sword.

A sizzling sound and rising blood mist.

There is no doubt that weapons made of blood are completely unable to deal with the weapons in Beichen's hands.

Every clash brought tremendous wear and tear. If there were a few more blows, perhaps only the extended axe handle would be left.

But the blood mist produced after the blood evaporates is undoubtedly within the control of the Blood Knight, so this is not necessarily a bad thing. After all, he does not have to spend his own energy to turn the blood into blood mist.

More blood gathered on the playing field, and from a distance it was a horrible scene as terrible as hell.

To be honest, it would be more reasonable to ask the Nightmare Knight to come up at this time. After all, with his Originium skill that can bring fear, we can directly shoot a movie that will definitely make people shudder.

"go with!"

The blood mist enveloped Beichen, and he certainly couldn't pierce it with the sword in his hand, nor could he cut through this annoying cage.

Breathing began to become a little difficult because the blood mist content in the air was really too high.

And it's definitely not safe to inhale this stuff into your lungs. You never know when the Blood Knight will use some Originium skill to defeat you from the inside out.

But at this time, the Blood Knight still naively thought that the game had now turned into a game of attrition. In the end, Beichen might be able to persist longer in his Originium skills, or his physical strength would reach the limit first and he would have to give up using the Originium skills.

But this is clearly not the case.

Beichen, trapped in the blood mist cage, suddenly put down his weapon.

"As expected of a Blood Knight, this thing really restricts my movements to a great extent, and it is difficult for me to destroy it. Even if there is a gap, your Originium skills can easily fill it."

"but............"

It looks like it's time to move on to the second stage.

This time it was not a flame, but a blazing flame, gushing out from every gap in Beichen's armor.

The gap in the helmet that was originally used to reveal the eyes was now completely filled with flames.

Fire and blood?

How come it became more like hell?

"Referee, where's the referee?"

Big Mouth Mob put down the microphone and asked quietly.

"Does this violate the rules of knightly competitions, which prohibit interference between spectators and referees...? No? Got it, got it."

Big Mouth Mob wiped the sweat from his forehead, not because he was nervous or anything else, but simply because the temperature had become too high.

The audience also started to get restless, and the price of iced drinks even increased several times.

If the Blood Knight was replaced by any other non-infected knight, the referee would have found an opportunity to call a foul long ago, but there was nothing he could do because the Chamber of Commerce wanted Beichen to win today.

This time the blood was not evaporated into blood mist, but was directly swallowed up by the flames, leaving not even a trace.

Now it was the Blood Knight's turn to feel uncomfortable. He encountered the same dilemma as Beichen did before.

Blisters have formed on the skin due to contact with the scalding air, which is something that the thick armor cannot block, let alone allowing it to enter the lungs. Every breath feels as uncomfortable as a needle piercing the throat.

The water is evaporating, consciousness is gradually dissipating, and attention is beginning to become unfocused.

To put it simply, my brain is about to break down due to the fever.

Now, Originium skills are no longer reliable.

The only way to break the impasse is to rely on brute force, the most primitive power.

It is not an axe made with Originium craftsmanship, but a real thing forged from metal.

He raised his head, rushed forward, came in front of Beichen, and chopped him down head-on. Victory or defeat depended on this one move. This might be his only chance and he couldn't delay any longer.