Chapter 175: The Match

If you want to compete, please hurry up a bit; I'm not feeling very well physically, Ye Tian frowned.

How about we have a three-match contest, but it must be a complete sweep? the slender elf said.

Very well, Ye Tian said. But the rules must be set by—

This...

Rest assured, we aren't as noble as you; you may object to the rules, Ye Tian said.

Very well, after speaking, the two dark elves returned to their camp, while Ye Tian quietly stayed on the platform.

Gel, are you okay? Alansa asked anxiously.

It's fine, Gel never does anything without confidence, Taya comforted her.

But why did he go up there? If it's just to vent, I don't want Gel to go, Alansa pouted.

Since when did Alansa care so much about people? Taya smiled and patted Alansa's head. It's fine, Gel will be fine.

But I'm really worried, Alansa pouted. Gel is injured; although he's trying his best to hide it, I can tell.

It's fine, Gel will be fine, Taya gently hugged Alansa into her arms.

Mina stared intently at Ye Tian, her grip on Rorola's hand involuntarily tightening.

It's fine, Rorola said with a poker face, then stared tightly at the platform.

How about the first match be archery? The slender elf walked over. What does the human think?

That's fine. The rule is that the two stand ten paces apart, and as long as the opponent speaks, it counts as a loss. How about that? Ye Tian said. Oh right, before it begins, drawing arrows and nocking them is not allowed.

Very well. The slender elf thought for a moment and nodded. Then prepare yourselves.

Ye Tian looked around and smiled bitterly: Where is there any preparation?

Use mine! Use mine! Suddenly, a wood elf raised the longbow in his hand high and shouted.

Use mine! Use mine! Immediately, the atmosphere became lively, and many wood elves raised their beloved longbows, demanding that Ye Tian use them for the competition.

Thank you, everyone. Ye Tian smiled, jumped down, and said to a little elf nearby, Little brother, if you don't mind, may I use your bow and arrow?

Mm, you can! the little elf said excitedly.

The human will win!

That goes without saying. Ye Tian patted the little guy's head, then took the small bow and jumped onto the platform.

The human is insulting us! A dark elf sharpshooter opposite said angrily.

I am being very serious, Ye Tian said. This is a longbow used by a future sharpshooter, how could I use it to insult you?

This is just a toy bow! The dark elf sharpshooter untied his beloved longbow from his waist. This is the true elf bow!

You're wrong, Ye Tian shook his head. Do not underestimate any weapon; every one of them is born to kill.

Very well, I want to see how you use a toy bow to kill! The dark elf archer said angrily. The great dark elf sharpshooter Ben Jeffmin asks for your instruction, Your Excellency.

Human Gel, please enlighten me, Ye Tian cupped his hands. Please!

The two looked at each other, then turned and walked ten paces apart, quietly watching their opponent.

According to the rules, before the start is called, arrows are not allowed to be nocked onto the longbow, otherwise it will be deemed invalid and the opponent will be declared the winner. Do you understand? The elf referee looked at the two staring at each other.

Understood, Ye Tian nodded.

Understood, Ben Jeffmin said.

Then... the referee took a few steps back. Start!

Before the sound faded, Ben Jeffmin immediately and swiftly pulled a sharp arrow from the quiver on his back and nocked it onto the longbow. Ben Jeffmin was quite confident in his speed.

Suddenly, darkness fell before his eyes, and a longbow had already flown right in front of him. Ben Jeffmin was startled and hurriedly lowered his head to dodge. A blur flashed before his eyes, and his body was directly lifted up, holding onto the sharp arrow as he flew straight out. Then, with a bang, his body slammed heavily onto the ground. At the same time, a coolness struck his throat as a thin line pressed against his windpipe.

Ben Jeffmin lowered his head to look—it turned out to be the bowstring of that toy bow!

You cheated! Ben Jeffmin said angrily to Ye Tian.

From beginning to end, all I used was a bow and arrow, Ye Tian said indifferently.

But...

But if my wrist had moved just a bit, you would be a dead man. Does a dead man still have the right to protest? Ye Tian said indifferently. Admit defeat.

Never! Ben Jeffmin said angrily. You cheated, I refuse to accept this!

Is that so? Then if I smash your longbow to pieces, will you accept it or not? After saying this, Ye Tian glanced at the longbow in Ben Jeffmin's hand, causing the latter to tighten his grip involuntarily.

For a sharpshooter, a longbow is life, Ye Tian suddenly said.

Fine, I admit defeat. Although Ben Jeffmin was extremely unwilling, if Ye Tian really smashed his longbow, he would have no choice but to accept defeat. So with no other option, he had to concede.

Thank you. Ye Tian released Ben Jeffmin, jumped off the platform, and handed the longbow back to the still-dazed little elf.

Do you feel like that victory wasn't honorable? Ye Tian asked.

The little elf nodded.

If one day you must do something dishonorable for the sake of a friend, please never hesitate. That will make you suffer for a lifetime, Ye Tian said, smiled, and jumped back onto the platform.

The little elf looked confusedly at his mother beside him.

Child, remember that, the elf mother tightly hugged her child.

Round two, who is coming? Ye Tian coughed lightly, suppressing the surging blood in his chest. Just now, he had no choice but to use the Thousand-Mile Trace-Free footwork, causing his blood to constantly rush toward his heart. It was agonizingly uncomfortable, but for the sake of what was to come, Ye Tian had to put on a strong front.

Your Excellency has impressive tricks! A dark elf wrapped entirely in robes walked over.

A mage? Ye Tian frowned.

Yes, yes, I am the mage Hell Hoffmann, please give me your guidance, the opponent executed a mage's salute.

Please enlighten me, Ye Tian extended his hand.

Oh? You're not going to propose any conditions? The opponent smiled.

I don't have that much time, please make it quick, Ye Tian said hurriedly.

Very well, though spells are generally quite slow. With that, Hell Hoffmann waved his staff, and countless thorns immediately sprouted from the floor, attacking Ye Tian.

Ye Tian easily dodged the thorn attacks. Hoffmann truly wasn't in a hurry; whenever Ye Tian rushed forward, he immediately used a sky-filling wall of thorns to encircle him, but the moment Ye Tian retreated, he would use the thorns to leisurely and steadily attack him.

The air slowly began to diffuse an imperceptible green smoke, gradually enveloping the entire platform.

Suddenly, Ye Tian staggered and instantly felt his breathing become difficult.

What did you do? Ye Tian said, clutching his neck.

Nothing, I just released a tiny bit of green cloud, Hoffmann laughed heartily, Human, you've lost!

With that, the thorns condensed into a thick cluster and lashed directly toward Ye Tian!

Ah! The elves below involuntarily closed their eyes, not daring to look at Ye Tian's miserable state.

Bang!

Wood chips flew everywhere. Everyone opened their eyes to see Hoffmann lying limply on the ground with a look of extreme astonishment.

This, that's impossible! The dark elves immediately cried out in alarm.

Shut up! Suddenly, a dark elf who had been shrinking back in a chair stood up. If your skills are inferior to others, stop whining and go carry Hoffmann back.

As soon as these words fell, several dark elves immediately stepped forward to carry Hoffmann back. After carefully examining him and discovering that he had merely fainted, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

What do we do now? We've already lost two matches, the dark elves asked anxiously.

If we lose the third match too, it's all over!

The third match is mine, the dark elf commander sighed. Although I'm not fully confident, I will do my all to defeat him.

Is that so? How are you going to defeat him? A gloomy-looking dark elf said. The opponent is an injured human, but unfortunately a bunch of idiots spent so much time and still couldn't defeat him. Look at Her Majesty the Queen.

The gloomy elf opened his eyes and rose from his chair. Relying on just you? You'd better save your breath.

I know you've always been unconvinced, but now is not the time to hold grudges, the dark elf commander urged anxiously. If we lose again, everything is finished.

You think I'll lose? The sinister elf narrowed his slender eyes.

He gives me a very eerie feeling; he's not an ordinary swordsman, the commander elf said in a deep voice.

I know this fellow is at least at the Great Swordsman level, or perhaps even higher, but he's still no match for me. After saying this, the dark elf walked onto the platform without even raising his head.

The human is quite arrogant, the sinister dark elf stared at Ye Tian, his eyes full of smiles.

Average, average, third best in the world, Ye Tian shamelessly boasted.

Is that so? Then as long as you defeat me, you can obtain the supreme treasure of the elven race, the sinister dark elf said.

Then thank you in advance, Ye Tian finished speaking.

The sinister dark elf spoke abruptly, his figure vanishing into thin air. When he reappeared, he was already right in front of Ye Tian, a dagger in his hand thrusting straight into Ye Tian's chest.

Oh, this move is quite impressive, the sinister dark elf said, then his figure rapidly retreated.

Ye Tian did not panic in the face of danger; he brought his hands together in front of his chest and tightly gripped the attacking dagger, not expecting that the opponent would simply abandon it and run the moment they touched.

Just as Ye Tian was feeling puzzled, the dagger melted, and black smoke instantly billowed from Ye Tian's palms.

Ugh! Despicable! The elves below immediately shouted out!

Ye Tian felt his palms go numb and lose all sensation, but he didn't dare slack off for even a second, because the elf before him had already vanished once more.

Stealth! The dark elf's most prideful magic, capable of completely erasing their own figure.

Ye Tian swept his gaze across the area and hurriedly retreated, but suddenly thorns sprouted beneath his feet, instantly wrapping around his ankles.

Enduring the pain, Ye Tian swung his hand and hacked through the entangled thorns. At that moment, a whistling sound rushed past his ears as several arrows shot toward Ye Tian.

Ye Tian hurriedly dodged, but immediately felt a sharp pain in his leg, followed by a palm strike he sent outward. Unfortunately, it hit empty air, and then a figure slowly materialized in a corner of the plaza.

How does it feel? Both Ye Tian's legs and hands suffered burn-like pain; it seemed these toxins possessed corrosive properties.

Oh right, I haven't stated my conditions yet. You can propose your conditions, and then we will begin the duel, the dark elf smiled, casually discarding several magic scrolls that had already lost their effect.

I still underestimated these fellows, Ye Tian felt a bitter smile rise in his heart, but what he felt more of was anger. The sinister elf was clearly stalling for time until Ye Tian's poison spread throughout his entire body, at which point his defeat would be absolute.