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The leader of the opposing team was dressed in a red garment, and had a waist and rib injury. It seemed that he was also a celebrity in the Killing Show. He rushed towards Xia Tian, and the latter blocked the blow with a sword, and kicked the lower abdomen.
The opponent dodged, but Xia Tian backhandedly hit the other party’s temple with the sword hilt.
This move was unconventional but quite effective. He fell down, not knowing what happened. No one cared about him. Xia Tian turned around, and the other two opponents were already close at heels.
The battle began in a flash.
Bai Jingan stood near a tall Wutong tree. There was no sniper in the team, so he had to take on the role of a sniper as well. He watched the opponent’s formation and found that the moment the attack took place, the opponent’s archer immediately began to move away.
He grabbed the crossbow, took a second to prepare, pulled the trigger, and shot a short arrow, hitting a man’s forehead.
He hadn’t killed anyone in years, and had wondered how it would feel to do it again, whether it would feel strange, and whether his hands would tremble. But when it happened, there was no such problem at all. It was like picking up a knife that he hadn’t used for a long time and finding out that he was still very skillful in using it. The memories of the old days existed in every cell. Even though he couldn’t remember them, some things were still deeply engraved in his body.
He calmly raised his eyes to look for the second one. In a moment, the second one had already run five steps away and was outside the crowd.
The man saw the scene wherein Xia Tian hit his teammate’s temple, and immediately raised the crossbow, trying to shoot an arrow in Xia Tian’s direction, even if it didn’t go through the head, it would most likely disrupt his rhythm.
And at this instant, life and death was only a matter of a moment.
Bai Jingan ignored the situation below, then shot a second arrow, and the tip of the arrow firmly pierced into the man’s wrist. The opponent’s hand shook, and the short arrow that should have been shot towards Xia Tian flew into the sky. However, he reacted very quickly and hid himself in the bushes.
Bai Jingan didn’t move a muscle. He just held the crossbow and waited.
He didn’t care about the chaotic battle situation. This was the middle ages. There was no encrypted channel so the tactics deployment had to be shouted. Now he had to double up as a sniper as well, so it was to the effect “everyone take care of themselves”.
For a moment, he felt like a hunting predator who was waiting. A breeze might be his chance to kill with one blow.
In a chaotic battlefield, the two opponents furthest apart came to a halt, and the hunter and the prey entered a stalemate between life and death.
In a moment’s time, the battlefield changed again.
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The man in red fell, and Xia Tian fought with the two who followed close behind. Both of them were good fighters; they had a knack for swordsmanship and they also seemed to be very experienced in killing people swiftly.
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In any case, the sniper needed to be eliminated first, so the person didn’t even think about it, avoided a sword that slashed diagonally, and walked towards the Wutong tree in front.
He was a man wearing a linen jacket, his expression hard, cold and composed. Ignoring the surrounding chaos, he walked through the battlefield. Biting a knife in his mouth, he climbed up the tree trunk.
Bai Jingan didn’t realize this new danger as his focus was totally on the other battle. The assassin thought to himself that his side hadn’t lost much, and that if he could just leap up and kill the sniper, the battle would be mostly won.
He crouched low, like an insect born to feed on tree trunks, his expression stoic, not even a drop of sweat on his face. He was totally focused to strike the killing blow—
A longsword came straight towards his back.
He was so preoccupied with his prey that he didn’t notice anything wrong, nor did he have any premonition of death. It happened instantaneously.
The sword was so powerful that it thoroughly pierced his back, penetrated his heart, and penetrated the trunk of the tree, nailing him to the Wutong tree firmly. He didn’t stand a chance and died immediately.
It was Xia Tian’s sword.
After throwing the sword out, Xia Tian’s situation immediately became very bad.
His situation was already bad enough before, and neither of his opponents were soft persimmons. When it happened, he was thinking of avoiding the direct confrontation until he managed to separate them, but at a glance, he saw the man who was sneaking towards Bai Jingan’s hiding place.
He blocked one opponent’s sword, spun around, and threw the longsword in his hand when the battle was at its most fierce.
It was later said that he had a reckless madness when it came to killing people and would put his life on the line at any time.
This kind of person would lose everything sooner or later, so much so that he quickly rose to become the person with the highest pile of money on the death bet platform of the Killing Show. At that time, some people began to believe that he would never die, because he really survived too many times; too many times as if there was an invisible hand guiding him.
For Xia Tian, things weren’t so dramatic.
Everything happened so fast that he couldn’t grasp the thoughts of that moment. At certain moments, you had no other choice but to follow your intuition.
This intuition didn’t not come from the training software, but from the countless moments of life and death situations.
For him, such moments were really special. After all, in the dark streets of Zone N, he always fought the most fights, made the most enemies, and got into trouble the most.
In short, Xia Tian threw the sword and didn’t look in that direction again. He moved sideways to avoid the blow, and then took two steps back, drew the short knife, and blocked another attack.
Blood leaked from his fingers, and at the same time, another person’s sword pierced his right shoulder.
He felt the familiar, sharp pain, but at least he avoided the heart.
Not bad. He was still alive and able to kill.
There was still a chance.
Bai Jingan felt the vibration of the tree trunk and understood what must have happened, but didn’t have time to care.
He was staring at his opponent. At a moment like this, life and death was only a matter of a few moments.
The breeze blew and the man in the bushes moved slightly.
This person had been staring at Xia Tian and he moved because he had found a chance to kill Xia Tian for certain.
This was the opportunity that Bai Jingan had been waiting for.
The sniper raised the tip of the arrow slightly and put his hand on the trigger, knowing that he could solve the battle in an instant. People like them could always solve the biggest problems in silence…
Just then, a short arrow flew silently from the direction of the Wutong tree and pierced his carotid artery. He didn’t realize it at first, only realizing after he fell into the grass, reached up to his neck, and found blood spurting through his fingers.
He realized what was going on in an instant. He struggled to grab the crossbow, thinking that there might be a chance to do something about the situation that was very bad—
In the end, he failed to lift his weapon, and his hand hung down again, completely motionless.
There was chaos all around, and no one noticed him except Bai Jingan.
The tactical planner breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down at the man nailed to the trunk. He must have been a handsome man when he was alive, wearing a linen jacket, with his eyes wide open, his pupils already dilated, but his gaze still staring at him even in death, as if he couldn’t rest in peace.
Xia Tian’s sword was nailed into his body, so deep that it was completely submerged in the tree trunk and the human body.
Bai Jingan took a breath, looked away, and continued to pay attention to the battlefield.
A few seconds after Bai Jingan had resolved his opponent, the scene changed again.
In TV dramas, the players in the Killing Show often fought for more than ten minutes, but in reality this matter was often instantaneous; victory and defeat, life and death were decided in a blink of an eye.
The man in red who was at the forefront and was the first to confront Xia Tian at the beginning of the battle finally recovered slowly.
Xia Tian’s sword hilt had hit his temple, and this knocked him out for a while, but he soon woke up.
He first fumbled to find his sword—it had fallen into the bush next to him—but he didn’t stand up immediately. He was a professional and knew that he was now in a rare state of concealment and had to assess the situation before he went out.
Then he immediately realized that the situation was terrible. In such a short time that he was out, several people had already died. He glanced at the one hanging on the tree that looked especially horrible, and from the clothes, it looked like it was Fu Qing. He hoped not, since he was the calmest one of them. He was supposed to wait for a fight to be at least halfway through and then jump out in a critical moment and help deal with his opponent.
Maybe that wasn’t him, maybe he would poke his head out of the bushes in the next second, tell him the plan next, and then lecture him that he wasn’t calm enough, it was no good being so emotional in this place, but the hope of victory was high… or maybe he was just dead, pierced by a sword like a dog and hanging from a tree!
He felt extremely angry. They had just gone through a fierce battle three hours ago and lost one of their teammates. The opposing team were all masters, whose chance of winning the championship was extremely high. One of them was his… old acquaintance.
Not a friend.
When you entered the Killing Show, it meant that you had no friends, because in this world, friends would always meet each other on a narrow road and end up tragically, and everything that happened would become the TV station’s cheap merchandise… He wasn’t going to be the one to die in the trash video!
He would always be the last person to get moved by emotions. People would hate you and fear you, but they would never talk about you as if you were a poor thing, and treat your worst pain as if it were another pathetic story!
So he looked the man in the eye and killed him. He kept saying sorry, but he finally did it, thrust the sword in, pulled it back out, looked him in the eye that was full of disbelief, and then fled.
He deserved a moment of peace. How much fucking entertainment had his killing provided three hours ago… Fuck it, he killed his best friend and cried in front of the camera. He was entitled to a moment of peace!
There was a twisted smile at the corner of his mouth. He got up, knowing that he could get a lot out of the Killing Show—fame, advertising, money and bed partner, endless attention and discussion… except for quietness.
This was his second Killing Show. Even at the moment when his humanity was distorted, he could clearly realize that the situation was beneficial to him.
No one had discovered that he was still alive, and he was in the perfect position, behind the difficult long-haired man, who was injured and couldn’t cope with the two men’s attacks.
Killing this person would enable him to survive in this battle.
No matter how distorted everything was and how many people had to be killed for it, they all lived twisted and broken in this way.
No one found him. No one cared about him.
This would be a simple and effective assassination, he thought, gripping his longsword tightly and stabbing Xia Tian hard in the back of the heart.
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Hello i really love this novel and thank you for translating ittt 💕
But chapter 9 wouldn’t open, could you please fix this?
Thank you for informing. I have fixed it now ☺️
Thank youuu hehe
Huh… Hope he doesn’t succeed..
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Ah, should have stockpiled,, (҂ `з´ )
I feel your pain
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Xia Tian, your back!
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