Chapter Eighty-Seven: Xi Ya's Self-Esteem

  Hastings was extremely excited at this moment. Today on the battlefield, he witnessed Xia Ya's mighty power with his own eyes. He saw this brave warrior jumping out of the camp gate, rushing into the crowd and killing recklessly, that unyielding and sonorous roar, as well as the momentum that swept everything...

  How many years has it been since I've met such a formidable opponent?

  At the thought of this, Hastings felt his whole heart trembling with excitement, a kind of frenzied trembling, as if all the strength in his body was about to burst out uncontrollably!

  Kill him! Kill him! Cut down such a strong man with one's own gun!! That can bring the greatest excitement to his heart!!

  So he never thought that a brave warrior who dared to rush into the enemy group alone on the battlefield would play tricks on himself.

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  Xia Ya had already retreated to one side, watching Hasting's movements with a sharp glint in his eyes. In the instant that Hasting charged out, Xia Ya's hand swiftly drew out his fire spear, and his eyes turned a deep crimson! His muscles bulged beneath his armor!

  At this moment, he felt that everything in front of him began to slow down! Everything in the world, in his eyes, all things disappeared!

  There is only one goal left!

  Hasten!!

  At this moment, in his eyes, he could no longer see anyone or anything else, only the black figure on horseback with a spear!

  In the twisted, slow vision, everything around becomes delayed, the howling of the wind, even the reflection of sunlight... But only that person, Hastings!

  Hastings' movements seemed to be unaffected by the visual delay in Shia's eyes, and his actions still conjured up a black flame! The flame was dazzlingly bright, shining with a piercing light, shining with a resplendent light, shining... fiercely!!

  So fast!!

  Everything around him was "slow", and Hastings himself was "fast", forming a strange distortion that made Xia Ya feel an instant surge of breath in his chest, dizziness in his head. He tried hard to focus on the guy with his eyes, but still couldn't keep up with the other's movements! In an instant, his mind was aching with pain!

  Xia Ya didn't know that at this moment, all his spiritual power seemed to be sucked out by a strong force. Under the piercing pain, fresh blood flowed from his ears and nostrils!

  A mouthful of hot air spewed out from his mouth! This mouthful of hot air was so scalding that it frightened people!

  Whatever... I'll give it a shot!! The chance is now or never!!

  Xia Ya's hand quickly rose, and the fire fork in his hand raised a dark red line...

  Dragon Strike!!

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  Hastings' trident spear has fallen, and the black flames seem to have instantly ignited the air, even bringing out a cluster of black light spots in the air!

  Just at this moment, Hastings, who was originally excited and full of heart, suddenly felt a sharp sinking feeling in his heart! A nameless but imminent sense of crisis instantly spread throughout his body!

  Killing intent!

  What a strong killing intent!! This degree of killing intent made Hasting's heart skip a beat, as if he had a strong sense of crisis like a wild beast falling into a trap! He didn't even need to look, but he had a strange feeling that clearly sensed the direction from which the danger was coming!!

  A three-edged war spear with a black flame trail suddenly changed its trajectory in mid-air, and the black flame swept over Sir Bonfret's head, instantly burning the red long feathers on his magnificent helmet into ashes! The flame drew a ghostly light band in mid-air!

  This is purely an instinctive reaction of the strong before danger arrives! And this reaction, however, was beyond the expectation of the turtle!

  That crimson light condensed into a line and shot out towards Hastings for an instant, and Shaya almost couldn't help but let out a loud cry.

  It's done!!!!!

  The light shot out at a speed like a meteor, and in an instant it seemed to have already pierced Hestin's side! It looked as if this Odin warrior would only be left with the outcome of being pierced by his own Dragon Slayer. But Hestin's reaction was as if he had broken through the rules of time!

  Fast! So fast it's desperate!

  His movements seemed not to be particularly swift, the war spear was only pulled back and forth in mid-air, and even every movement was so clear. The trajectory of the war spear as it cut through the air was clearly visible! But despite such a clear and slow movement, it somehow seemed that he had already transcended the same space-time as Xia Ya!

  His speed... has already surpassed the limits of time?!

  A line of red light converged, blocked by the three-edged spear that had been recalled! The red light shot onto the tip of the trident, and the black flames seemed to be stirred up instantly, as if a splash of cool water had been poured into hot oil...

  BOOM!!

  The red light suddenly merged with the black flames, and wave after wave of strange patterns emerged. Xia Ya watched intently as the red light of Long Ci pierced through layer after layer of ripples, but each time it broke through a layer, the red light seemed to weaken by a fraction...

  Finally, when the red light shone on the gun tip...

  A strange, muffled sound of cracking, the sound seemed not loud, but this faint sound, instantly spread throughout the entire battlefield, and millions of people's ears heard this sound clearly!!

  Visible to the naked eye, time seemed to be in disarray at this moment. The tip of Hasting's gun, that unknown metal, shattered thread by thread, slowly astonishingly, and the debris floated up slowly before the red light pierced through the gun tip and finally landed on Hasting's body...

  Xia Ya's mind buzzed with a loud noise, as if all his strength, energy, and spirit were suddenly completely drained. He stared fixedly at Hastings with his crimson eyes...

  The red light hit Hastings' body, and Odin's warrior god seemed to reveal a look of astonishment on his face. He opened his mouth, and the iron leaves on his chest armor were pierced one by one, revealing a small hole as thick as a finger. Finally, a blood arrow splashed out from his chest!

  Finally...

  Xia Ya's eyes seemed to vibrate violently within his field of vision! That distorted time finally disappeared! Whether it was the "slow" around him or Hastings' "fast", all vanished!

  Hastings was knocked off his horse and flew more than ten meters backward, leaving the saddle. In mid-air, a clear blood arrow splattered onto the ground!

  At this moment, Xia Ya suddenly had a strange and absurd thought in her mind that was out of place.

  (This Odin god of war's blood is no different from ordinary people's, it's also red!)

  Hastings' figure spread his arms in the air, his body like a large bird, he seemed not to be blown away, but slid out by himself, steadily flying back more than ten meters, and then landed firmly on the ground.

  Clang!

  The trident spear was thrust into the ground with force, and Hastings stood there, his slender, dark eyes finally fixed on Xia Ya. On his chest, where his armor was broken, blood flowed out, but it wasn't noticeable because of his black robe and black armor.

  Odin's hand gently touched the crimson blood on his chest, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth - if it could be called a smile. This smile contained surprise, unexpectedness, and even a hint... of excitement?!

  He raised his eyelids, and those gentle eyes stared at Xia Ya's hand holding the fire fork.

  "It's you."

  Hastings' voice was eerily calm! That calm tone didn't betray the slightest hint of anger from being ambushed, but Shaya sensitively felt that beneath that calm tone, a turbulent storm seemed to be brewing!!

  At this moment, the numbness that had spread throughout Xia Ya's body after the dragon's sting finally dissipated, but immediately a wave of intense pain washed over his entire body. His arms began to crack and bleed profusely, instantly soaking through his inner clothes. He seemed to be trembling, but at this moment he was being stared down by Hastings, whose gentle eyes seemed to carry an unutterable powerful pressure. He felt like a small frog being stared down by a snake...

  No! It's not a snake! I'm being stared at by a dragon!

  That's it! That's exactly how I feel!

  It's as if being stared at by the other person's eyes alone, the fearless and daring turtle suddenly felt fear in its heart?!

  He even...

  Damn it! He even "dare not" tremble!! Not even dare to tremble! Because he seemed to have a strange feeling: as long as he trembled, no matter how slightly weak, the other side would pounce on him at any time and trample him to death with ease!

  Is it possible for one person's presence alone to be so powerful?!

  "It was you." Hasting said in a low voice: "The person on the battlefield today was you, the one who threw the long spear was you, so... you are Bonfret."

  The calm in Hasting's eyes was finally torn apart bit by bit, his gentle eyes suddenly ignited, as if two sparks of fire!

  "You're a good opponent, you actually... actually hurt me." Those crazy eyes, yet paired with such a calm voice, made Xia Ya feel like her whole body was stiff.

  "...hurt me..." Hastings smiled bit by bit: "But, you shouldn't have ambushed me... You're such a strong person, yet you don't even have the heart of a strong person! Pitiful ant...ant!"

  He raised his war spear, and its tip was pointing at Xia Ya!

  At this moment, Xia Ya felt that he was doomed!

  His entire body was in so much pain that it felt like it was going to fall apart, the backlash of power from the dragon's explosion made his vision go black in waves, and the feeling of being completely drained left him unable to even move a single little finger!

  At this moment, as long as Hastings takes one step forward and fires a shot, he can directly shoot himself to death!

  "It's all over! This time it's all over! This Hastings is ridiculously strong! Damn it! He's not even human!! I'm really crazy! To think that I could assassinate such a freak!!"

  Xia Ya let out a mournful roar in his heart, he had already resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes waiting for death.

  After waiting for a while, Hastings' war spear slowly fell down.

  The flame in his eyes disappeared, and he looked at Xia Ya with a hint of desolation.

  "You... don't deserve to die by my gun."

  Turning around, the black figure stood on the battlefield, in front of him was a dense Odin army formation. The battlefield was filled with blood and gore. At that moment, he stood there, his not-so-tall back silhouette fell into Shia's eyes, but gave off an extraordinary feeling.

  This guy... as if, just like this, standing at...

  Between heaven and earth!!

  "You don't deserve it."

  That lonely, cold voice, Hastings slowly stepped towards the direction of Odin's army. His black horse also slowly lifted its hooves and followed behind him.

  It wasn't until Hastings had walked more than twenty steps away that Shia felt the omnipresent pressure gradually disappear! The oppression on his chest was suddenly lifted, and he began to breathe heavily, with fresh air piercing into his lungs, but there was a scorching pain!

  Then, a sense of indescribable humiliation arose in Tuo's heart!

  Yes, it's humiliating!!

  "This Hasting, he actually, he actually spared my life!!"

  He actually "spared" me!!

  Spare me!!

  It's mercy!! It's humiliating "mercy"!!

  Even killing me! Isn't it beneath him?! I'm not only unworthy of being his enemy, but also unworthy of the qualification to die at his hands?!

  Hastin's words were vague, but Shia somehow understood what he meant.

  You are not worthy of being a strong warrior. You are not worthy of having an honorable duel with a martial artist.

  So you don't deserve to die at my hands, at least not in this situation!

  "I will definitely kill you." Far away, Hasting's words came lightly: "But not now, not in this situation. Because, 'to die in a fair martial arts duel at the hands of me, Hasting', such an honor! You are not worthy. You are not worthy of the honorable death of a fair duel."

  Xia Ya clenched his teeth tightly, he had already vomited blood, at this moment even he himself could not distinguish whether it was the backlash of power or some other special emotion, he clenched his teeth tightly, not letting the fresh blood spurt out, allowing the fresh blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.

  Hastings walked back into Odin's army, and Shia finally kicked the horse's belly with a bit of effort, turned around and pulled on Bonfret's reins, and the two returned.

  As soon as he walked into the camp, before the gate was closed, Xia Ya fell off his horse with a thud and landed on the ground. By the time he did, Sret and Sharba had rushed forward to hold him down.

  After the tortoise's armor was removed, his whole body was covered in bruises and blood, with beads of blood oozing out of his pores, a terrifying sight that left onlookers stunned.

  Xia Ya clenched his teeth, and his body finally started to tremble. The intense pain made his body uncontrollably shake, but he stared wide-eyed, refusing to pass out.

  "Slate was ecstatic: 'You're still alive!! Shaya, you're still alive!! You actually managed to hurt Hastings! You injured him!!'"

  Xia Ya almost squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth.

  "I... lost!"

  Pfft!

  A stream of blood finally spurted out from his mouth, staining Shaya's apron red, and then he closed his eyes.

  At this moment, for the first time in eighteen years, a kind of emotion he had never felt before filled Tu's heart.

  That strong man, that black figure, that strong man who could easily tear me apart with a single shot, and his words - You're not worthy!

  I clearly hurt him in front of millions of people... but why do I feel like I'm being trampled under his feet?

  He's that strong! A strength Shuya has never seen before in his life!! Crimson killing intent? No! Dragon's fang? No! None of these can match him, not even a bit!! Whether it's all the formidable guys Shuya has ever met, or even that dragon, they don't come close to the shock this black-clad man brings to Shuya!

  He... is strong! Extremely strong!!

  Even the strong, with just a glance, can make Xia Ya tremble with fear! Even stronger, at that moment, Xia Ya's heart couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of reverence for such "strength"!?

  A man like this, a powerful existence that even Xia Ya envies, yet tells himself: You're not worthy of being my opponent, you're not even worthy of being killed by me!

  For eighteen years, a kind of emotion that had never been experienced before filled the heart of Tuo Xiao - this emotion was called "humiliation".

  A dignity torn apart by humiliation!

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