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The victor's ID hovering above the battlefield suddenly turned the entire arena silent.
It was as if the whole world had gone quiet.
Everyone was stunned by this result.
No matter how you looked at it, this match was a guaranteed win for Silent March — Banxia Qingcheng had absolutely no chance of victory. Yet after a single skill, the outcome had completely reversed.
They didn't even know what had happened. Silent March, who had been at full health just moments ago, had simply collapsed.
"Wh-what... what happened?"
"How did Silent March lose?"
"What kind of attack was that?"
Even after staring wide-eyed at the battle replay, most people still couldn't make out the process of the attack.
From beginning to end, all they saw was Banxia Qingcheng swing the Sigh of Death once, and then space itself split in two. Every undead in front of Banxia Qingcheng was annihilated — including Silent March, who had been standing over thirty yards away.
In the Divine Realm, ranged attacks generally had visible trajectories — just like the Bone Spears flying toward Banxia Qingcheng, there was always travel time, and everyone could use the trajectory to predict and dodge.
But with Banxia Qingcheng's attack, no matter how hard anyone looked, they couldn't see any trajectory at all. It was as if the very instant Banxia Qingcheng swung the Sigh of Death, Silent March thirty yards away simply took damage.
"Sister Weiyang, I've watched it several times and haven't seen even a trace of trajectory. Could it be that Banxia Qingcheng's skill doesn't have a trajectory?" Yunzhong Sha couldn't help but ask Weiyang Qianhen.
In the entire Midnight Tea Party, if anyone had the most knowledge about the Divine Realm, it was Weiyang Qianhen.
If even Weiyang Qianhen didn't know, then no one else in the team could.
"Don't bother watching. Her attack truly has no trajectory." At this moment, Weiyang Qianhen was staring at the Sigh of Death in Banxia Qingcheng's hand with gleaming eyes, her expression filled with barely contained excitement. "I never thought that even though it's not the genuine article, the Zero Wing Guild managed to get their hands on a weapon like this. Silent March's defeat was well-deserved."
Beside her, Qingfeng Zhujiu also nodded, his gaze fixed on the Sigh of Death in Banxia Qingcheng's hand, eyes filled with wariness.
Because the weapon Banxia Qingcheng was holding was definitely a replica modeled after one of the twelve legendary staves of the Divine Realm — the Sigh of Death. The possibility of it being genuine was zero, because according to ancient records, the original had been completely destroyed, and even a Divine Craftsman had been unable to repair it. That was how they were certain the Sigh of Death in Banxia Qingcheng's hand was a copy.
But the degree of replication was remarkably high.
It could even replicate the Sigh of Death's Dimensional Rift.
Dimensional Rift was unblockable — even invincibility was useless, because Dimensional Rift ignored distance and all protections, piercing through invincibility to strike the actual target. Rumor had it that this skill could instantly kill any creature below the sixth tier.
Of course, this was just a rumor, and the Sigh of Death in Banxia Qingcheng's hand was only a replica. But instantly killing a first-tier spellcaster shouldn't have been a problem.
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"Dead!" In the VIP box (Aiqu Novel Network), Feng Qianyu was somewhat dazed.
The victory had come far too suddenly, leaving her completely unprepared.
And if this was a PK battle at all, it was more of a skill demonstration.
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"Damn it, damn it!" Qianli Wuya stared at Banxia Qingcheng on the arena stage, his eyes brimming with killing intent, wishing he could send someone up right now to kill her back to level zero.
This match may have seemed like a mere loss, but in truth it had foiled his plan for a complete victory over Team Asura.