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Chapter 294: Headshot Maniac, Wu Bingji

The ice wall exploded when the shockwave hit. Though the shockwave carried a potent force, all of it dispersed upon the explosion.

Meanwhile, a whirlwind arose silently to meet the trajectory of the flying mace. It wasn\'t very strong, yet it was just enough to alter the mace\'s trajectory, sending it directly toward the Aetherhorn Deer previously struck by Gu Li’s tail hammer.

The Aetherhorn Deer was smashed into a pulp before it could even scream, blood spraying everywhere. It was clear that there was no surviving that strike.

The last Aetherhorn Deer couldn\'t escape Wu Bingji\'s accelerated icicle either, and it was pierced through the forehead—a fatal headshot.

Thus, all three Aetherhorn Deers were gone.

By now, the stands were in an uproar.

The confrontation had been brief, yet three powerful psychics, three eight-order Aetherhorn Deers, had quickly met their end. Undoubtedly, the array disc played a crucial role, granting the Shrek Squad an opportunity to close in and catching the opponents off guard.

The Bloodbath Squad’s tactics were perfectly sound on paper: they first targeted the flying opponent, aiming to quickly neutralize her before suppressing the others. However, they hadn\'t anticipated the existence of a teleportation array disc, and that had ultimately led to their defeat.

It wasn\'t that their tactics were flawed, but the short-range teleportation array disc was truly logic-defying.

Cheng Zicheng, in the air, continued to fight the Crimson Fox youth, while the Cyclops roared in anger. Seeing its three comrades dead, the immensely strong creature\'s single eye reddened, and it charged toward Tang San and his companions with heavy strides.

Wu Bingji\'s gaze was icy cold. With Elemental Stripping no longer active, the various elemental energies in the air had recovered just enough. A slender ice needle formed in his palm, significantly larger than the previous ones.

In the next instant, the ice needle burst forth from his flicking hand, leaving an icy mist trail in the air and yet making no sound.

The Cyclops tried to block it with his broad palm, but the ice needle exploded in mid-air. Its tip shot forward, accelerating again and this time emitting a piercing screech as it tore through the air.

With a soft sound, the Cyclops’s palm was pierced, and so was its only eye. The next moment, a rumbling noise came from within its skull.

Indeed, its skull was very hard, but that did not apply to the contents of the skull.

Blood and flesh spurted from its eyes, nose, and mouth. Propelled by its forward momentum, the giant body crashed to the ground with a massive thud.

Du Bai\'s mouth twitched. "Eldest brother, I guess your nickname is going to be \'Headshot Maniac\' from now on, huh?"

Just then, a scream echoed from above. The Crimson Fox was fiercely struck on the shoulder by a golden wing, the blade slicing deep into its chest. Its illusory figure solidified as it crashed hard onto the ground.

One-on-one, it wasn\'t easy for Cheng Zicheng, who was at the seventh-order, to defeat an eighth-order opponent. But having a Chrono Crocodile on her side certainly helped!

Gu Li slightly controlled the flow of time, not by weakening the opponent but by accelerating Cheng Zicheng\'s Golden Wind Slash. The sudden change in speed caused the Crimson Fox youth to misjudge, leading to its immediate demise.

Tang San went over to "check" on the bodies of the three Aetherhorn Deers before returning to his companions.

Three minutes!

The entire battle, from start to finish, had taken only three minutes.

The stands were now in an uproar.

The official commentator had bet on five minutes, but that was simply a reference value and nothing more. After all, group battles were always brutal and almost always prolonged, with both sides giving their all for the sake of survival. Given that both teams had previously won matches, most spectators would have expected at least ten minutes to decide the outcome. Who could have imagined it would be over so quickly?

Moreover, who could have expected these seemingly weaker humans to annihilate the formidable Bloodbath Squadron in just three minutes?

The Bloodbath Squadron had performed in two previous battles that many spectators had seen. The three Aetherhorn Deers employed unpredictable control tactics based on spiritual power, leaving their opponents disoriented and unable to use their full strength. Yet today, two had ended with their brains shredded by icicles and one crushed by its own ally’s mace into a meat patty.

It wasn’t that they weren’t strong; the opponent’s sudden mass teleportation was just too unexpected.

Spectators who had watched the Shrek Squad\'s first match remembered the teleportation; the last battle was also won through the same means. This battle was no different, and the Aetherhorn Deers fell prey to the same tactic.

However, what left the deepest impression wasn\'t the teleportation but the visual impact of Wu Bingji’s headshots. The icicles blasting brains to bits were gruesome, but this was exactly what the demon race audience wanted to see.

Five opponents and three headshots, one of them a Cyclops. For a moment, almost all the spectators’ attention was on Wu Bingji. His formidable icicles left a deep impression on them.

Throughout the fight, all Tang San had done was unleash a whirlwind at the appropriate time and then make sure that the three Aetherhorn Deers were well and truly dead. Du Bai, at least, had activated a teleportation array; he seemed to be of little use otherwise.

The battle ended!

"Shrek Squad wins! They’ve achieved two consecutive victories in group battles!"

Wu Bingji sighed. Unbeknownst to the audience, his back was soaked with cold sweat.

When the enemy used Elemental Stripping, making him unable to sense the presence of ice elemental energy, he felt true panic. Since he had acquired the Ice Nymph Transformation, he had never encountered such a situation.

It was Tang San who telepathically told him he could use his bloodline power; although it was not as handy as controlling ice, using his own blood still allowed him to launch attacks, which somewhat stabilized his mindset.

It appeared they had won easily within three minutes, but in such a life-or-death struggle, a single mistake could mean total defeat. The only thing that kept him somewhat stable was having Tang San behind him.

He knew Tang San surpassed him in elemental control. However, with Elemental Stripping in effect, even Tang San couldn\'t use his own wind element, which made Wu Bingji\'s fear escalate. For a moment, he had truly believed they might lose the match. Losing would mean no mercy from the opponents, much like they also had no mercy for their own opponents.

Tang San patted Wu Bingji on the shoulder. "Let\'s go."

Wu Bingji nodded back at him, and the five of them headed toward the arena\'s exit.

The arena was now noisy, mostly with angry voices—after all, most of them had lost their bets.

"Headshot, headshot, headshot!" It seemed to echo the nickname Du Bai had given Wu Bingji earlier. Many demons also started chanting his brand new nickname: Headshot Maniac.

Wu Bingji\'s face soured visibly. He thought of himself as a refined and gentle person; how had he become known as the Headshot Maniac? Should he not detonate the icicles next time? But without the explosion, given the demons\' incredible vitality, they might just survive, like a centipede that wouldn’t die even when it was cut into pieces.

Du Bai, stifling a laugh, said, "Big brother, Headshot Maniac is quite good. It has an intimidating ring to it, doesn\'t it?"

Wu Bingji glared at him. "I\'ll blow up your brain."

"Exactly, blow his head off. I support you, eldest brother!" Cheng Zicheng, shaking the blood from her wings in disgust, immediately voiced her support.