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[GESD] Chapter 409: Slaying the Dwarf
Sep 26
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The Fangtian halberd streaked down like a falling meteor.
It tore through the sandstorm, shooting out straight.
BANG!
A dull sound echoed in the air.
Then, a short figure appeared amidst the storm.
The halberd blade was thrust straight into Yamamoto Taro's chest.
But, it didn't pierce through the armor he wore.
Yamamoto Taro yanked out the Fangtian halberd and gave a cold snort at Qin Siyang below, "Qin Siyang, you sure have some strength!"
The moment Yamamoto Taro appeared, the storm came to a stop as well.
Qin Siyang let out a heavy sigh.
He had originally hoped to activate [Banquet Domain] and [Devouring] at the same time, to unleash his strongest battle power.
But just now, he had been forced to use [Devouring] once to save his life.
And now, [Devouring] still had a one-minute cooldown.
In other words, for the next minute, he could only use physical attacks.
Fortunately, the cooldown for [Banquet Domain] was about to end.
Qin Siyang rolled over, picked up the katana Yamamoto Taro had thrown to the ground, and stared warily at the small figure falling from the air.
Although Yamamoto Taro looked very calm, Qin Siyang had already smelled the scent of blood in the air, stronger than before.
Yamamoto Taro was injured.
It seemed that when he had attacked Yamamoto Taro earlier with the super low-temperature hurricane, the man had not completely dodged it in the storm.
Then he must have swallowed down all the healing medicine Chen Fenghe had given him in one go, just barely holding his body together.
Yamamoto Taro planted the Fangtian halberd into the ground, "If you could use that hurricane again right now, I'm afraid I'd be dead."
Qin Siyang stroked the back of the katana, "If you spin up another sand tornado, I'd only be able to admit defeat."
Yamamoto Taro glanced at the katana in Qin Siyang's hand, his own blade, and sneered, "Using my sword, do you even know how?"
"Strength crushes all skills. As long as I can stab and slash, that's enough. But you, your height isn't even half the length of that halberd shaft. Can you even wield my Fangtian halberd?"
"More than enough to kill you."
"Then come on."
Yamamoto Taro's figure suddenly vanished, appearing behind Qin Siyang, swinging the Fangtian halberd down in a crushing blow.
At that moment, Qin Siyang's [Banquet Domain] also came off cooldown. He instantly activated it, his figure vanishing, reappearing at Yamamoto Taro's side.
A blade strike slashed out.
[Violence], activated!
Qin Siyang didn't hesitate at all and reactivated [Violence], which had just ended.
Though his agility was no longer as sharp as at the start, thankfully Yamamoto Taro also was not at peak strength anymore.
Yamamoto Taro's figure flickered out of sight.
The two once again began a phantom-like battle.
Ghostly silhouettes, every strike missing, neither could predict where the other would appear.
Blow after blow, killing moves flew back and forth.
"Qin Siyang, you just advanced to Sequence Level Five?"
Qin Siyang slashed into empty air, "So what if I did?"
Yamamoto Taro smashed his halberd into the ground, "I've seen hundreds of Sequence Level Fives, killed at least a dozen of them."
"Among Sequence Level Fives, you're the strongest I've seen, second only to my own brother."
Qin Siyang chopped another empty strike, wind whistling, "Get lost!"
"Baka yaro. You monster, you really don't know gratitude. Can't you tell I'm praising you?"
"Am I stuffed with pig shit in my head or dog shit in my heart, to accept praise from you?"
"Then die!"
The moment Yamamoto Taro's words fell, the situation shifted.
After Qin Siyang's empty slash, he didn't instantly vanish again.
Instead, he twisted his body, gripped the katana with both hands, and thrust backward.
The blade flashed coldly, stabbing straight toward Yamamoto Taro's face.
Yamamoto Taro swung the Fangtian halberd, slicing toward Qin Siyang's right leg.
The katana was short and quick. Though it struck later, it landed first, piercing into Yamamoto Taro's visor.
At the same moment, the halberd's blade grazed Qin Siyang's leg.
Yamamoto Taro sneered, "Even your Tier-Four weapon couldn't pierce my armor. How could a Tier-Three blade do it? I'll cut off your leg first!"
But just as Yamamoto Taro thought victory was certain, the Fangtian halberd in his hands suddenly grew heavier by a fraction.
The blade that should have slashed into Qin Siyang's leg was forced down into the ground instead.
"Masaka? You did this?"
Yamamoto Taro quickly pulled back his arms, preparing to hook the halberd back and sever Qin Siyang's calf.
As long as Qin Siyang didn't dodge, a man without armor could never beat him in close combat.
But Qin Siyang still didn't dodge. Instead, he yanked out the blade embedded in Yamamoto Taro's visor.
The tip of the sword pierced the cross-shaped scar on Yamamoto Taro's mask, stabbing right into the weak point and boring a small hole.
Through that hole, Qin Siyang saw Yamamoto Taro's face.
And Yamamoto Taro, through the same hole, saw Qin Siyang's face. Saw his mouth open, his brow furrow. He didn't understand what it meant.
In the next instant, his vision was drowned in a blinding flash of light.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Lightning burst from Qin Siyang's mouth, engulfing Yamamoto Taro's entire body.
The Thunder Snow Wolf's lightning couldn't harm his Tier-Four armor.
But countless silver snakes slithered in through the tiny cracks in his visor, flooding inside.
The flashing bolts crawled around the inside of his armor like living creatures, sizzling and sparking.
Seconds later, the lightning weakened.
The air was filled with the stench of scorched flesh, faint blue light still clinging to the surface of the armor before slowly fading away.
Thud!
The short armored figure collapsed to the ground.
Inside, Yamamoto Taro had completely lost all breath.
BOOM!
A roar thundered in Qin Siyang's head. The surrounding world suddenly warped and twisted into something eerie.
Heaven and earth shook violently. Qin Siyang staggered, unable to stand still.
He lowered his head.
"Damn it!"
The side blade of the Fangtian halberd had already hooked deep into his calf, blood gushing out.
"Hell… Old Li's hallucinogenic potion, I already used it on myself first!"
Splurt!
Qin Siyang yanked out the halberd, reached into his pocket where Chen Fenghe's medicine was stored, relying on memory.
"What's this? Shouldn't it be a pill box? Why does it look like a pocket watch?"
Qin Siyang stared at the strange object in his hand, brows tightly furrowed.
"Probably another hallucination."
He crushed the pocket watch, poured the gears inside into his mouth, and swallowed them straight down.
Buzz!
The moment the gears entered his stomach, the bizarre scenery around him vanished.
"This is… the hallucination's gone?"
Right then, the arena scene around him dissolved like a mirage.
He was back on the brightly lit main street.
He looked at his hand again. The little lipstick case filled with medicine had been crushed, now completely empty.
"Dean Chen's pills really do cure everything. I need to get more from her."
Qin Siyang and a corpse suddenly appeared on the street, startling the passersby.
"Someone just appeared out of nowhere? His head looks injured! His leg's still bleeding!"
"Not just one, two! Look, another's lying on the ground!"
"I can't feel any breath from the one on the ground! What's going on? Murder in broad daylight?"
The commotion of the crowd didn't concern Qin Siyang in the slightest.
Instead, he hooked Yamamoto Taro's armor with the small prongs of the Fangtian halberd.
Dragging his corpse, he hobbled toward South Glory University.
Qin Siyang pulled out his phone.
It was the one Zhao Sifang had given him.
Although damaged during battle, it still worked.
The quality of the Zhao family's special phones really was good.
Expressionless, Qin Siyang dialed a number.
"Hello, Commander Qin?"
"I've got something interesting here."
"Guess who I ran into when I went out today?"