For the Desert Tiger, the nature of humans is as chaotic and manic as the fickle multiverse itself. Driven by survival instincts, mating desires, and endless greed, they bring only decay and depravity. Only through destruction and reshaping can order be restored.

The Desert Tiger's attitude towards humans is like that of a clean-freak housewife facing stains on the stove. As soon as he sees a human, he will not hesitate to eliminate them...

Boom—

The Desert Tiger's fist struck the sand, creating a rolling wave of sand. The force of the impact forced Xiao Tan and Bei Ling back, and they staggered back a distance. Although they were not directly hit by the attack, the tremor caused them to lose 8% of their survival points and inflicted a [Slow] effect for several seconds.

The audience cheered again at the scene. It seemed that they were very satisfied with the way this executioner greeted them.

"A thunderous blow..." Feng Bujue muttered softly, propping his chin up and watching the live broadcast on the screen, "The opponent is a Transformer... then Xiao Tan's title skill [Bee Sting] should be useless. It's clearly stated that it has a [Bleeding] effect. It wouldn't turn into [Leaking Oil] or [Short Circuit] when used on a robot, would it?" He tilted his head. "Bei Ling mainly uses guns. Although bullets are more useful than swords, it may be difficult to solve the problem against this kind of opponent..."

At this moment, on the big screen, the Desert Tiger had launched its next round of attacks.

As a robot, if he saw the humans in front of him using guns and he didn't use some heavy firepower, he would lose face. Two rectangular launch ports popped out from each side of his knees. With two whooshing sounds... two guided warheads shot towards Xiao Tan and Bei Ling, who were retreating.

Boom—Boom—

Two smaller explosions created two sand pits, scattering a large amount of sand. However, neither Xiao Tan nor Bei Ling were directly hit. Both of them avoided the attacks, only suffering some damage from the shockwaves.

So... missiles, whether intercontinental or miniature, are good for attacking large heat sources, but they can't track and locate living people. It's better to use a machine gun than a missile.

"Hey! Mr. You." Feng Bujue moved the microphone in front of him and whispered to Mr. You, who was not far away, "Can I ask... what is the basis for assigning the executioners in the arena? Is it random assignment? Or does it depend on the players' race, number, or quiz scores?"

Mr. You glanced at him and smiled. He didn't use the microphone either, but replied in a low voice, "Just combine what you said, ho ho... It's based on the strength of the two of them."

Feng Bujue tentatively asked, "In other words... if Wang just entered the arena alone, he wouldn't have encountered this guy, right?"

"Hehe... of course. One person and two people are different strengths, aren't they?" Mr. You gave a definite answer.

"I see..." Feng Bujue thought, "No wonder that fatty used the term 'one-versus-two bloody mission'... it seems that entering the arena with multiple people doesn't bring any benefits. And in a single-person entry, even Si Yu wouldn't have an advantage... because stronger players will encounter stronger monsters." He pondered for a few seconds, "Hmm... considering the consumption of survival points and stamina points, it seems that we should take turns being at the bottom of the quiz, so that we can share some of the pressure of battle."

"Look, Player Four seems to be counterattacking!" Mr. You's shout into the microphone pulled Feng Bujue's attention back to the big screen.

In the picture, Bei Ling's petite figure was rushing straight towards the steel-reinforced machine giant, and at this moment, she was only holding a pistol in her hand.

Xiao Tan wasn't sure what Bei Ling was going to do either, but he still mustered up his courage and ran forward, constantly firing at the Desert Tiger to provide cover.

The Desert Tiger saw that his opponent was not retreating but advancing, and he was not polite either. He waved his giant arm at Bei Ling and swept it across. Bei Ling nimbly rolled along the sand, avoiding this blow. Then, she quickly got up, knelt on one knee, raised her arms flat, and aimed the gun in her hand at the Desert Tiger's chest.

At this distance, it was impossible for Bei Ling to miss such a large target. She was precisely risking getting closer to ensure a 100% hit on the opponent's core, because... this shot could not be missed.

The gun barrel instantly condensed a dazzling light, and then...

This shot did not make the sound it should have made. Instead, the long cry of an eagle swooping down on its prey echoed in the air. The bullet flying out of the barrel shone brightly with silver light, transforming into a glowing silver-winged giant eagle in mid-air, pouncing towards the Desert Tiger's body.

The next second, the Desert Tiger's chest seemed to have been hit by an RPG warhead, causing a burst-like reaction. The machine, which was more than six meters tall and weighed several tons, was blasted off the ground by this huge force and fell backward.

[Name: Cang Ying Po Kong (Soaring Eagle Strike)]

[Skill Card Attributes: Active Skill, disappears after one use]

[Skill Category: Shooting]

[Effect: Infuses spiritual energy into the bullet and fires it, causing a devastating explosive damage to the target (must use a pistol and have at least one bullet in the gun when activating this skill).]

[Consumption: 500 stamina points, 50% of maximum spiritual energy value]

[Learning Requirements: Shooting Specialization E, Spiritual Arts Specialization F, Level 10 or above]

[Remarks: A simple and practical move, only basic knowledge of spiritual arts is needed to understand the principle of this move. The more spiritual energy consumed, the stronger the attack power will be. Gunners with poor physical abilities will be inflicted with a paralysis status for a short period of time after using the move. And the weapon that fires Cang Ying Po Kong will be unusable for the next fifteen minutes due to overheating.]

This was the skill that Bei Ling used. She had drawn this skill card several scripts ago and had also learned it, but she had never had the opportunity to use it.

Obviously, this was a gambling-style move. And facing the opponent in front of her, Bei Ling thought it was worth a gamble.

Her analysis of the situation was very accurate, and her actions were also quite decisive and effective. Instead of saving this move and being forced to use it when she was in a desperate situation, it was better to use this move early to determine the outcome. Even if she couldn't kill this monster with one hit, there was still room for maneuver in this battle as long as her survival points were still acceptable.

After firing this shot, Bei Ling squatted down on the sand, unable to stand up. She opened the game menu and checked, muttering, "Tch... I was really inflicted with the [Paralysis] status."

On the other side, the Desert Tiger did not stop for even a second. He was a robot, and he wouldn't gasp for breath like humans made of flesh and blood after falling to the ground. After taking that shot, a charred patch was left on his chest, and the armor plate here was dented and cracked. However, the circuits in his brain calculated the extent of the damage in a fraction of a second and then fed him a piece of information—"Still able to move." So, he immediately got up from the ground.

Bang bang bang—

Xiao Tan saw that the situation was not good. He reloaded continuously, constantly shooting, and ran forward, but he was still not fast enough.

The Desert Tiger's refrigerator-sized iron fist fell from the sky, slamming down diagonally towards Bei Ling. If this hit connected, three words could explain what would happen next: person, meat sauce, white light.

Bei Ling knelt on the ground, watching a shadow press down on her, but there was nothing she could do. Her body wouldn't listen to her, and she couldn't even roll to the side. She could only grit her teeth and prepare to welcome the upcoming pain simulation.

At this moment, a miracle happened.

The Desert Tiger's movements suddenly stalled, like a scene captured by a high-speed camera, becoming very slow. His fist approached at a snail's pace, and it felt like even if it really hit her, she wouldn't die.

The audience in the stands gasped.

Mr. You was obviously a discerning person. "Oh! Ladies and gentlemen, please take a look! It seems that someone has used the Time Sand nearby!"

"No, it's just some impure or inferior Time Dust. Real Time Sand wouldn't have only this much effect."

The camera turned accordingly, and the audience was surprised to find that the person who said this was actually Hephaestus. It turned out that he could still give a few serious comments.

Xiao Tan held the Winchester in one hand, and his other hand was dripping with blood.

He had no choice. To use [Slowing Quicksand], he had to break the bottle. The surrounding area was full of soft sand, and in the emergency, he could only crush the small glass bottle with his hand.

The Desert Tiger's fist continued to approach, but the slowing effect helped Xiao Tan successfully reach Bei Ling's location. Without saying a word, he picked up his teammate and ran, running a long way.

"Idiot! Where are you running? Attack him now!" Bei Ling saw that Xiao Tan was running farther and farther away like Zhu Bajie carrying his wife on his back, with no intention of stopping at all, and quickly shouted to remind him.

"Oh! I understand!" Xiao Tan suddenly realized, let go, and threw Bei Ling directly to the ground, then turned around and ran towards the Desert Tiger again.

A few seconds after he left, Bei Ling regained her ability to move. She got up from the ground with a dark face, wiped the sand off her face, and took a deep breath. "This big idiot... wait until I beat you until you call me Mom in the Slaughter Game..." Although she was very angry, she also knew the importance of the situation. Now was not the time to be petty.

Bei Ling took out a sniper rifle from her knapsack again, and in just a few seconds, she was ready to attack and began to aim. In the almost stationary state of the Desert Tiger, she still chose to use the most powerful weapon on her body to attack.

Xiao Tan returned to the Desert Tiger's feet and quickly climbed up the opponent's arm, which had not yet fully retracted, all the way to the robot's shoulder.

Just before the Slowing Quicksand was about to expire, Xiao Tan held the muzzle of his Winchester against the Desert Tiger's head at point-blank range. Just as he pulled the trigger, Bei Ling's sniper rifle fired in the distance.