Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 655: Chapter 274: Weakness and Strength, the Final Battle Begins (Part 2)

”The strength gap between us is threefold, Master Luo. If you manage to withstand a single move, then I would be too useless, and even the leader might not be able to bear watching!”

Seeing Luo Yuan’s puzzled expression, Chen Yingyuan smiled and said, ”After taking the Yangyuan Pill bestowed by the leader, my strength has already risen to the level of eight-maned.”

So that’s it!

Upon hearing this, Luo Yuan finally felt a bit more at ease.

”The first match, Chen Yingyuan wins!”

As Xia Hong’s voice rang out, the two immediately stepped down.

The second pair, Yuan Cheng and Hong Guang, also entered the stage.

Hong Guang’s basic strength was only slightly more than one-maned and couldn’t be compared to Yuan Cheng’s three-maned. Despite relying on combat experience to maneuver for a while, he ultimately lost.

Next was the third pair, Hong Tian and Meng Yi.

Their basic strengths were equivalent, but in the end, it was Meng Yi’s combat experience that was slightly superior.

The fourth pair, Huang Yong and Xia Chuan, held almost no suspense.

The fifth group, the sixth group, the seventh group...

Unlike others who watched with keen interest in every match, Xia Hong found himself a bit sleepy and didn’t even focus much on the fighters most of the time.

It’s no wonder, among the 23 Cold Resistance Level participants in tonight’s competition, except for Chen Yingyuan and Peng Bo, he was too familiar with the other nineteen.

Xia Chuan and others were taught by him. How could he not know their basic strength, combat experience, or even their combat talent?

Basically, as soon as the two got onto the stage, he knew who would win.

In such circumstances, he naturally wasn’t inclined to pay attention to the matches.

He was truly interested and curious about the battles involving Xia Chuan, Yuwen Dao, Peng Bo, and Chen Yingyuan.

It’s just a pity they didn’t face each other in the first round.

With the conclusion of the eleventh match, where Wu Tianxing defeated Zhao Bao, the first round also ended.

”The second-round draw begins!”

The 11 people who advanced from the first round, plus Zhao Long, made a total of 12 for the second-round draw.

Soon, Xia Hong had a new list in hand.

”Number 1 Zhao Long, Number 2 Yuan Cheng, Number 3 Xia Chuan, Number 4 Xu Ning, Number 5 Chen Yingyuan, Number 6 Wu Tianxing, Number 7 Peng Bo, Number 8 Qiu Peng, Number 9 Yue Feng, Number 10 Yuwen Dao, Number 11 Chen Yingba, Number 12 Meng Yi.”

Good things really do take time!

In the second-round draw, these four people still didn’t face each other.

Xia Hong lost interest in the second round as well and directly called for it to begin.

In this round, not only could a win earn them another Yangyuan Pill, but they would also directly advance to the top six, with a chance to compete for the top five.

As such, the tension in the second round was noticeably higher.

First to take the stage were Zhao Long and Yuan Cheng, who both immediately showcased the Great Xia Sacred Pattern. After clashing for several hundred breaths, it was ultimately Yuan Cheng’s Double-edged Giant Axe that proved superior.

Next were Xia Chuan and Xu Ning. Despite Xu Ning using the Sacred Pattern, he still lost;

Chen Yingyuan’s strength surpassed Wu Tianxing, making his victory a foregone conclusion;

Peng Bo nearly crushed Qiu Peng, becoming the fourth winner;

Yuwen Dao defeated Yue Feng; Chen Yingba overcame Meng Yi.

The top six were thus determined.

”This time, they should certainly meet!”

Xia Hong promptly waved his hand, signaling for the six to start the third-round draw.

”Number 1 Xia Chuan, Number 2 Yuan Cheng, Number 3 Yuwen Dao, Number 4 Peng Bo, Number 5 Chen Yingba, Number 6 Chen Yingyuan...”

After reading the draw results, Xia Hong continued, ”After this round, the top three will emerge. I won’t distinguish between fourth and fifth, determining it based on the longest time of defeat among the three losers in this round. The longest will be fourth, followed by fifth. Any objections?”

The opponents were random anyway, and everything was fair. Naturally, no one raised any objections; all nodded in agreement.

”Alright then, let’s begin!”

The highlight this round was the second match, Yuwen Dao against Peng Bo.

Due to the fourth and fifth rankings up for contention, Yuan Cheng in the first match, though knowing he couldn’t beat Xia Chuan, still gave it his all, persisting for a full two hundred and thirty-nine breaths.

Then Xia Hong focused intently on the second match, Yuwen Dao versus Peng Bo.

Yuwen Dao still wielded that broad sword, taking the stage without a word, immediately showcasing the Great Xia Sacred Pattern, directly attacking Peng Bo to seize the initiative.

Although Peng Bo had never fought Yuwen Dao, having been part of Great Xia for so long, he had some understanding of him and was not careless. He lifted the Ghost Head Great Saber in both hands, holding it in front of him, first testing Yuwen Dao’s strength.

Bang...

”Nearly eight-maned!”

With just a single clash, the expression on Peng Bo’s face changed instantly.

Phew...

Of course, that change was only momentary.

He was in the late-stage Cold Resistance cultivation, with basic strength already at eight-maned. After taking the Yangyuan Pill given by Xia Hong, his strength increased slightly, though not enough to completely overpower Yuwen Dao, but still held an advantage.

When it came to combat experience, as someone in his fifties, would he really be afraid?

”Director Yuwen Dao, be careful!”

Peng Bo’s expression brightened, and as he spoke, the Ghost Head Great Saber abruptly flipped forward from behind him. Sweeping aside the broad sword, it fiercely and diagonally cleaved forward, with the blade’s edge sweeping through the snowy mist, the shrill knife whistle resonating throughout the venue.

Whoosh...

As the saber aimed for his chest, Yuwen Dao’s face showed little fear. Utilizing the force from Peng Bo’s recent horizontal sweep, he withdrew the broad sword, then planted it into the ground at his feet, grabbing the hilt with both hands as he propelled his body into a low-circular sidestep.

Phew!

Yuwen Dao indeed managed to dodge Peng Bo’s blow.

But that wasn’t all.

After landing, he quickly drew the broad sword again, swiftly leveling the hilt and turning the blade’s edge to the side, forcefully aiming it at Peng Bo, who couldn’t stop in time.

Knowing his strength exceeded Yuwen Dao’s, Peng Bo had nearly used all his might in that previous strike. The frightening force of over eight-maned made it impossible for his body to halt quickly. In a panic, he could only retract his large saber to block his side.