Chapter 11 Extra Commentary - Part of This Chapter and the Following Chapters' Content is Linked to the Plot of "Thunderbolt Arrival Arc (Chapters 101-103)" of This Book; If There is a Sense of Déjà Vu, It is Not a Coincidence.

The uproar caused by Uncle Waste subsided in about four or five days.

His "transformation" at that crucial moment not only allowed him to win the match point for the [Loser Alliance] against [Ice Emperor] from a disadvantaged position, but also directly scared away their opponent in the eleventh round.

Although using the phrase "subduing the enemy without fighting" to describe this matter is a bit of a waste of ancient sayings, it is basically... what happened.

On the morning of April 12th, Dream Inc. added an announcement on its official website that the [Band of Brothers] team had forfeited. After seeing the announcement, the majority of players expressed... complete understanding and respect for their decision.

Of course, even if a team temporarily forfeits, the matching results will not change.

According to the list, the team randomly selected for a bye in the eleventh round was still [Order]; even if a team suddenly withdraws from the competition, Dream Inc. would not do something unprofessional like "because the number of teams has changed, we'll let the team that was originally scheduled for a bye fill the spot."

Therefore, the fact that [Order] has a bye remains unchanged, and the [Loser Alliance], which was originally supposed to face [Band of Brothers], has also been declared to have advanced in advance.

The actual number of teams participating in this round will be 24, resulting in twelve matches.

Having reached this stage of S3, there is no such thing as a "focus match" anymore, because the remaining teams... even the non-professional ones, are all strong contenders.

It can be said that every game is worth watching.

However, if one had to pick out the most anticipated match, it would definitely be the one between [Hell Frontline] and [Jianghu].

...

Zero hour on the thirteenth, match time arrived.

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[Peak Showdown S3, Round Eleven]

[Arena: Wanli Kuangsha (Endless Desert)]

Along with the prompt, the players from both teams were teleported to their respective spectator spaces.

Wanli Kuangsha is a legendary place in the Thunderbolt world.

The sand here has buried human bones and been stained with the blood of gods; it has experienced the baptism of the Eight Dragon God Fire and witnessed the decomposition of a generation of Sword Saints... many people have died here, and many things have come to an end here.

As a battlefield for a great war, it is more than suitable.

[The match will begin in thirty seconds]

The moment the voice sounded, a flash of white light appeared, and [Feng Bujue] and [Kuang Zong Jian Ying] entered the battlefield.

"Heh..." At the moment their eyes met, both of them raised one side of their mouths in unison, revealing a meaningful smile.

The countdown passed quickly, and neither of them moved, nor did they even prepare.

Until the word "fight" sounded, they were still standing face to face with smiles on their faces...

"It's really nostalgic," Feng Bujue said first after the barrier disappeared.

"Yes..." Jian Shao replied, "Now that I think about it... it feels like it was many years ago."

At this moment, what the two of them were referring to was the scene when they first met...

That day was Feng Bujue's first row of "Slaughter Games", and his first opponent in a one-on-one fight was Kuang Zong Jian Ying.

At that time, both of them were only level fifteen, and there were no spectators at all for that match.

But now, both of them are top-tier level sixty players known to everyone; the stage they are on is also the peak battlefield that attracts worldwide attention.

"Perhaps... this is what they call 'fate'," Feng Bujue said. "To be honest... I really didn't expect to meet you in this 'vanguard battle'."

"Heh..." Jian Shao replied with a smile when he heard this. "Whether it's fate or coincidence... now that things have come to this, I think it's a good thing..." As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand and drew his sword, "... I believe you still remember, that day, our victory or defeat was not decided."

This was the truth. That day under the Hanging Corpse Wall, their battle was interrupted halfway by Yan Guiren, and as a result, both of them were forcibly teleported out of the script, and neither of them received any rewards.

"Okay... I remember, I remember," Feng Bujue said in a drawn-out voice, replying weakly. "Since 'fate' has arranged it this way, then this time... I'll accompany you to the end."

Having said this, the two of them stopped talking; their expressions, along with the surrounding atmosphere... gradually became solemn.

The killing aura was gathering, and a storm was about to break.

The sky, which was originally under the scorching sun, was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, as if the heavens and the earth were also trembling for the duel that was about to come.

And those spectators who were watching this match, including the commentators on the live broadcast channel, were also affected by this atmosphere - holding their breath and remaining silent.

Finally, after a suffocating confrontation, and like their last duel, Kuang Zong Jian Ying... made the first move.

Suddenly, Jian Shao's body burst out with vigorous Dou Qi, and he moved his sword into a stance, rushing upwards.

The sword was like the sea, the Qi was like waves, vast like surging clouds, and powerful like the majesty of heaven.

Seeing the move, Feng Bujue did not hesitate and quickly turned around and ran.

His body was like a swimming dragon, flying with wings, escaping from the gap, and running away quickly.

"Hmph..." Jian Shao smiled when he saw that Jue Ge also used the same response as last time; then, he picked up a Beijing opera tone and shouted, "Ha-"

As the shout rose, Kuang Zong Jian Ying swept Qi across the edge of his sword, and the sword's edge instantly surged with cold light.

At the moment of the attack, the sword's light was the only movement, and the concentration was thorough.

What he could only do with a title skill back then, he can now do with ordinary physical skills... Jian Shao simply accelerated with a burst of speed, and the distance of more than ten steps between the two of them disappeared.

At the moment of bypassing the enemy, Kuang Zong Jian Ying slashed down with his sword.

Clang!

In the next second, sparks flew, and the sound of metal clashing rang out.

Facing Jian Shao's slash, Feng Bujue used the [Z-wrench] to block it; although he steadily blocked the blow, he also knew very well... this was just the beginning.

Sure enough, before the remaining force of the first move dissipated, Kuang Zong Jian Ying's follow-up move had already arrived.

The fast sword danced continuously, like butterflies playing in a flower bush.

The blade wind chased the shadow, like fragrance dyeing the clothes.

The collision of blades and arrows was like a murderous string being played.

The entanglement of Dou Qi was like the reversal of Xiao wind and clouds.

As one of the strongest swordsmen in the Thriller Paradise game, Kuang Zong Jian Ying lived up to his name... he could already make people unable to see and marvel at it simply by using conventional moves to attack.

And Feng Bujue's side... was not inferior either; he saw his soul intention emerge, cleverly turning the situation around, using ingenious footwork to avoid the edge and fight.

Even if the opponent's sword was like a net covering him, and the edge was shining with phosphorescence, Jue Ge could still see the gap and pass through without injury; compared to the scene when the two fought back then... Feng Bujue's progress was obviously greater.

"Heh... good!" Jian Shao was not surprised when he saw this, but instead praised his opponent.

As he spoke, he used a skill.

The current Jian Shao would never use a polite move like [Bow Stance Straight Thrust] like he did at level fifteen to deal with Jue Ge... the sword move he is now using is an A-level skill called [Three-Foot Autumn Water].

Immediately, sword Qi flew, soaring through the clouds, the power of the move was awe-inspiring, and it was approaching to take his life.

But this move... missed.

In an instant, the cold shadow swept across the wind, and the blood shadow broke through the void... Feng Bujue directly activated [Ling Shi Ju Shen Shu - Ji (Soul Consciousness Gathering Technique - Extreme)], using the increased speed to dodge the A-level skill completely.

"You're not bad either..." After Jue Ge dodged the sword move, he immediately closed in and swung the wrench to counterattack.

The raging waves of moves, counterattacking the crazy sword's ultimate technique, the figures of both sides intertwined, and the moves came and went, making it difficult to tell who would win for a while.

At this moment, at first glance, the two were fighting very lively and wonderfully, but in reality, they both understood very well... from the moment Jian Shao made the first move to this moment, they were basically in a "playing" mentality, recreating the scene of the last duel; the difference was that the same thing... was fraught with danger and on the line of life and death back then, but now... both sides seemed to be doing it with ease.

However, this kind of "warm-up activity" obviously cannot continue forever... by now, they should almost get serious.

...

Ominous clouds are thick, and the wind is rustling.

A fateful showdown, in the endless desert.

Who will win? Who will lose? Who will die? Who will live?

If you want to know what happens next, please read the next chapter.