Chapter 1072
Chapter 1072 - 158: The Real Trump Card
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"Alright, alright, those of you who bet on Lu’s misfortune, don’t be disheartened. He’s not completely without a chance of winning....."
The emcee Gan Siyi was still comforting the dismayed audience in the sky.
After all, it seemed that the outcome of the match had already been determined, with Lu Ping’an being beaten down like a mole.
Everyone knew that a match where one could only passively take hits was predetermined; Lu Ping’an didn’t manage even a single decent counterattack.
"A chance of winning? Is there really a possibility?!"
"I bet all my assets. Is there really a chance for a comeback?"
And with just one sentence from the emcee, waves of commotion stirred up. After all, based on the pre-match data and previous performances, this was a match Lu Ping’an was most confident about winning.
Especially since he had unleashed power that exceeded his tier in the previous matches. Looking at Qian Xiaomu’s combat footage, too many people went all-in.... But this time, he encountered a dragon in sheep’s clothing, a real Rule-level?!
Although the match was more exciting than expected and the Rule-level was very attractive and strong, thinking about their vanishing wallets probably made most spectators unable to truly appreciate the fight.
Especially now that the fight had turned into a one-sided ’whack-a-mole’ show, even if various anticipations and dodging strategies sounded technically rich from the commentator’s mouth, it lacked the visceral pleasure of a fist-to-flesh spectacle.
"Win? A chance of winning..."
Gan Qianyun who had uttered these words casually was questioned by someone, pondered for a moment, and then fell silent himself.
He hadn’t lied, but to truly explain it, even he couldn’t make it clear.
As the master of the "Secret Realm" rules, he could sense that Lu Ping’an still had a possibility of victory. But from his own perspective, he couldn’t point out where the chance of winning lay... If one judged by actual combat power and hardware disparity, it seemed like a total crushing match.
As the match progressed, Lu Ping’an’s "freedom" became increasingly limited; he was being gradually cornered.
"...I never expected that in this match, I would have to reveal two of my trump cards."
Lu Ping’an sighed helplessly, but now was not the time for hesitation, failure was simply unacceptable.
Others might not know, but didn’t he understand... This time he was betting on Qi Yun; he absolutely couldn’t afford to lose, for if he did, the entire team might suffer.
At that moment, he was lurking inside a dilapidated building. Based on past experience, even if the bait worked, it would be no more than thirty seconds before his pursuers would come again.
But that time was enough......
"...Come out, harbinger of misfortune...."
Touching the Life Encyclopedia did the trick, and Lu Ping’an summoned a Spirit Ghost. By appearance, it was a lovable Panda-man.
However, this was one of Lu Ping’an’s rare second-tier Spirit Ghosts, basically inheriting most of the Original Owner’s core abilities.
"...Thank goodness it’s not the original version. I really wouldn’t dare use it if it were. Field of Misfortune, activate."
[Field of Misfortune (Silver Mid-position range Passive Abnormal Ability): Centers around the user, causing "low-probability" events to occur frequently. This effect will continue to accumulate over time.]
Seeing that this characteristic could be used normally, Lu Ping’an also breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that the Spirit Ghost, as part of Lu Ping’an’s life, wasn’t suppressed to a completely inoperable level.
And these characteristics, as "Life" Talent Abilities, could also be used smoothly... The theory was sound, and there were no hiccups in actual combat, letting Lu Ping’an just relax...
But just then, the wall blasted open by an explosion suggested that trouble had arrived faster than expected.
"...Sixteen seconds, even faster. Are the bait completely ineffective now?"
At this time, Lu Ping’an let out a sigh; he needed to face the trouble that was destined to come.
"...It seems it’s time to end everything."
The woman floated in, her beautiful eyes firmly locked on Lu Ping’an.
Clearly, she was somewhat irked... She has faced troublesome opponents before but had never encountered someone who could run like him.
"If you’re waiting for my time to end... Heh, at least, there’s still half an hour. I am a Contractor; I do not lie," the girl blinked, looking so harmless.
Familiar words and a charming smile that might close the distance... Lu Ping’an also smiled subtly.
Maybe, this was the subtle taste his past opponents felt when they heard the same words.
When a Contractor emphasizes they do not lie, often, that’s when the true lies emerge....
"...I am also a Contractor, and a fourth-tier one at that, so let’s skip the superfluous talk. So, you’re saying your ’perceived time’ still has half an hour left? Hah, in reality, it should be no more than 10 minutes..."
Upon hearing this, Fei’er was also taken aback, and then she revealed a polite smile.
"What, do you have time-based abilities? Can you counteract mine? Otherwise, your information will be meaningless. At this distance, I won’t give you another chance to pull away, and I have plenty of time."
Using a rhetorical question to answer the doubt, she still instinctively hid her own information, but attempted to probe for more of Lu Ping’an’s secrets.
"Time-based abilities? Right now, I..... don’t have them." He deliberately drew out his tone, causing Fei’er’s about-to-commence action to freeze.
Even though it seemed like he had been seen through, Lu Ping’an was still interested in having a chat with his opponent....
Suddenly, broken stones dropped from above, hitting Fei’er on the head and shattering into pieces.
This scene, for a moment, made the atmosphere quite awkward and halted the conversation.
It seemed that Lu Ping’an’s "plan" was working; dragging out the time was making the field of misfortune’s effects stronger, and so "low-probability events" began to occur.
Yet for Fei’er, this scene only caused her to furrow her brows.
"...The scent of misfortune." Her action of lifting her nose to sniff delicately resembled that of the food-seeking Eve.
But to Lu Ping’an, her words struck like a bolt from the blue.
"Damn it, you can actually feel that?"
This time, Lu Ping’an was shocked. Can you not cheat like that, seeing right through things?
"....As long as you’ve experienced enough, you’ll understand everything."
Remembering certain past events, Fei’er immediately lost the mood for conversation.
In terms of understanding luck and fate, perhaps not even Xue En himself could match her.
She naturally knew that this sort of thing would mostly intensify with time and the entanglement of cause and effect. Given the situation, and since Fei’er saw through Lu Ping’an’s intention to drag out time and his plans, she naturally wouldn’t let him continue.
"You, not bad... I’ve caught you, it’s time to end this...."
The glittering halo in the woman’s hand was dazzling as she turned the whole area into a wasteland.
This time, in front of Fei’er, who had already calculated Lu Ping’an’s resistance, the young man would have no escape...
But at this moment, Lu Ping’an actually smiled.
".....No, it’s I who have caught you."
As he spoke, he pulled out a "Beheading Battle Axe," a massive weapon wrapped with blood-red tattered cloth at the handle.
But it wasn’t just the terrifying size of the weapon—Lu Ping’an’s pose holding it wasn’t that of a typical sword or knife user.....
"Axe techniques? Weapons mean nothing to me, their strength will diminish here..."
Her cautious battlefield habits led Fei’er to instinctively observe her opponent’s movements, missing this last chance to leave.
Lu Ping’an simply swung the "Battle Axe" lightly.
One swing, after another.
Behind him, a female general with shark teeth was gradually materializing into reality.
She appeared to be smiling contentedly, or maybe laughing wildly on the battlefield...
"Master, let me borrow your strength... Extinguish Void."
Time-based abilities? Indeed, he didn’t have any.
So, what was being torn apart this time was space!
The whole world, following the swing of the Battle Axe...
Shuddered, resonated, tore apart...piece by piece, it all began to collapse.
— End of Chapter 1072 —