"What on earth is Bai Qingxue trying to do?"
On the spectator stands, Cao Chenghua and the others wore expressions of stunned disbelief.
Even Zhao Yueru, who knew Bai Qingxue well, was dumbfounded.
Bai Qingxue had thrown her azure greatsword away the moment the battle began.
Any player without their primary weapon was essentially toothless and clawless, yet Bai Qingxue had discarded her main weapon to use it as a thrown attack against her enemy.
A Berserker was not a ranged class. Even if a thrown greatsword carried some force, the attack was straightforward and lacking in agility—easy enough for a player to dodge.
And without her primary weapon for defense and blocking, relying solely on a Berserker's dodging ability, a Ranger expert like Blackheart Arrow could toy with Bai Qingxue to death.
Zhao Yueru had already lost the first match, pushing Bai Qingxue to the edge of a cliff. This second match was a battle that absolutely could not afford any sloppiness. If Bai Qingxue lost this one too, then there would truly be no hope left.
"Looks like Zhao Yueru's defeat really got to Bai Qingxue."
"Why can't she keep her cool? How could she be this impulsive?"
Quite a few elders in the stands who were supporting Bai Qingxue had furrowed their brows, each silently lamenting.
This battle hadn't even started yet and it was practically over—and over in the most complete way. If Bai Qingxue lost, the remaining members of her side would stand even less of a chance. The only one with even a sliver of hope was Xiong She, but the remaining members on Cao Chenghua's side were none other than Ling She and Teng She—plus someone that even Cao Chenghua treated with the utmost respect, so their strength went without saying.
On the arena floor, Blackheart Arrow had also spotted the hurtling azure greatsword. The corners of his mouth curled upward.
"Bai Qingxue, you're asking for death. Don't blame me for this."
With that thought, Blackheart Arrow shifted his footwork on the spot. He sidestepped, bending his body, his movement amplitude minimal—he had reached the level of hair-thin evasion found in martial arts. The azure greatsword sailed past him, missing by just a few centimeters.
Blackheart Arrow now wore a vicious expression. In the past, facing Bai Qingxue would always have sent him scrambling for cover. Even now, he had no full confidence of winning. But Bai Qingxue had actually been foolish enough to think he couldn't dodge a thrown greatsword. With no primary weapon in hand, let's see how she was going to withstand his storm of arrows.
Thinking this, Blackheart Arrow drew the deep-blue longbow from behind his back and retrieved the Wind-Piercing Arrows he had hoarded in his inventory. He took aim at Bai Qingxue and drew the string to a full moon.
The Wind-Piercing Arrows carried a fifty-percent speed boost, and upon hitting a player they also inflicted knockback. Combined with the Azure Wing bow in Blackheart Arrow's hands—which itself provided a fifteen-percent speed increase to arrows—even Assassins renowned for their agility would find them extremely difficult to dodge, at best blocking with a weapon.
Previously, Blackheart Arrow had tested the Wind-Piercing Arrows against Ling She. Within a range of twenty yards, even with Ling She's extremely fast reflexes and agility she couldn't dodge them and had to block with her daggers—let alone a Berserker who lacked a weapon and wasn't particularly agile to begin with.
This was why Blackheart Arrow was confident he could defeat Bai Qingxue.
Just as Blackheart Arrow took aim at Bai Qingxue, ready to loose three Wind-Piercing Arrows, the distant Bai Qingxue let a faint smile cross her face.
"Now watch me take down—"
"Aagh!"
Blackheart Arrow suddenly felt searing pain erupt from behind him. His entire body was sent hurtling forward. A damage number of 1,342 appeared above his head, and his health dropped by nearly half.
Blackheart Arrow crashed to the ground, his mind going blank.