Chapter 191 184 Kiss of the Viper_2
He had suffered a crushing defeat in that battle, so much so that he even began to deeply doubt the combat style he adhered to, sinking into silent contemplation and absence from even a single match for a long time.
It wasn\'t until that opponent later achieved a dazzling and unbelievable record in this arena that he finally let go—
It wasn\'t that he was weak, it was just that the opponent was too strong.
That opponent was known as the "Blood God"!
An opponent like that, there was only one, and there would only be one!
Beyond that, all other opponents would merely become stepping stones for him, step by step as he climbed upwards!
...
[You have spent 330 points of combat experience, converting into 165 points of "Martial Prowess" experience. (Medium probability of awakening special attributes.)] (Accumulated)
[To suppress to death?]
A trace of hesitation flickered in Bai E\'s mind.
He could feel that his opponent was waiting for his moment of weakness to come, but in fact... with his fast recovery and Overlimit Drive, it was almost impossible for that moment to arrive.
As long as he maintained his peak condition, his opponent would definitely not reveal their final fangs.
Then he would truly be suppressed to death.
So what exactly was this opponent\'s fighting style... or to say, special characteristics—was it his unique guardian ability? Or was it his final, thrilling gamble for life? Or perhaps both?
"Huh~" Bai E\'s muscles relaxed slightly.
He needed to give his opponent an opportunity to show off; otherwise, what a loss it would be to spend all that time and earn experience without learning the opponent\'s treasured skills?
"Here it comes!"
His keen intuition for combat allowed the Viper to detect the weakness in his opponent\'s state immediately.
Seizing the moment when Bai E\'s guard was down, the slightly skinny Viper risked a punch to the shoulder and thrust forward into the inner circle, his fingers formed into a sword with a vicious killing move aimed straight at Bai E\'s throat.
Signature move—Viper\'s Kiss!
This move was supposed to be executed with a nimble weapon like a dagger, incredibly dangerous.
But fingers trained to the extreme were no less potent than any weapon, able to cause injury or death just as well when hitting vital points.
The sharpness akin to a blade\'s edge assailed Bai E\'s senses as he, facing the Viper\'s stabbing fingers, subconsciously mounted an emergency defense; his hands forming a barrier which overlapped into a shield at the last moment, blocking the fatal strike.
However, it was exactly upon blocking the finger thrust that he suddenly felt as if struck by lightning at his lower abdomen.
Cold sweat poured down like a waterfall, the extreme pain radiating swiftly from that single point to his entire body. Bai E pushed his palms horizontally to force the opponent back and suddenly covered the right side of his lower abdomen, staggering back a step.
Blood streamed down!
The Viper, who had at last revealed his true intentions, also showed a look of psychotic joy in his eyes. He savored the blood and flesh he had torn away, bringing it to his lips for a light suck as if it were some exquisite delicacy.
The crimson blood smeared over his lips, and the malevolently insane atmosphere enveloped the entire "cage" instantly.
Outside the ring, the enforcers sought approval from their superiors, "Should we intervene?"
"The contestant hasn\'t given up yet, what\'s the hurry?"
Non-lethal matches in the arena only ensured no loss of life; pain and disability were not taken into account.
To step onto this stage also meant accepting this agreement.
Blood was needed to stimulate the nerves of those who had grown numb.
Otherwise, what would sustain their arena?
Hone their own skills?
Losers don\'t deserve to speak such words.
Within a solitary room, a figure who had been resting with closed eyes unknowingly opened them at some point, looking at the injured figure in the arena, a hint of interest emerging in those calm eyes.
...
Bai E removed his right hand from the wound, the fresh red blood already moistening his fingertips, flesh swelling in a desperate effort to seal the wound and prevent more blood from flowing out. But the intense pain was still corroding Bai E\'s nerves.
This old man\'s fingernails... were poisoned!
Not fatal, but enough to make the experienced pain skyrocket. Your next read is at empire
And as blood flowed, body temperature boiled, affecting the entire body.
Even such illicit acts were tolerated by this arena...
It truly was... despicable!
Pain made his body tremble; he could easily have suppressed its spread to his nerves, but this time Bai E chose not to curb the sensation.
After a slight tremor, Bai E\'s body suddenly ceased shaking at a certain moment.
All the pain transformed into a deep rage—n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The purpose of honing one\'s skills was to improve one\'s frontal combat abilities; humanity\'s greatest enemies were the bugs, machines, demons—those terrifying foes. These despicable tricks, aside from wreaking havoc amongst their own during civil strife, what use did they have?
Having a sliver of strategy, yet spending it all on their own kind!
This opponent had already become tiresome!
[You have spent 270 points of combat experience, converting into 135 points of "Martial Prowess" experience. (High probability of awakening special attributes.)] (Accumulated)
[Your lengthy learning process has allowed you to draw enough experience from your opponent\'s combat style, your specialization ability—Martial Specialization, has been enhanced with a brand new "special" attribute!]
[Martial Specialization (Level 2): Strike power +4%, Dodge +2%, Block +2%, Combo (Special) +2, Guardian Fortification (Special) +50%, Opportunism (Special) +2%.]