Deities: Starting From Goblins-Chapter 830 - 490: Stabbing the Sun Sequence _2

Chapter 830: Chapter 490: Stabbing the Sun Sequence _2

This time he used a speed boost, resulting in his surpassing Snow Wood’s attack more than twice as fast as before, like a bolt of lightning.

Most of the spectators hadn’t even grasped what had happened when Logan had already appeared in front of Snow Wood, his fist raised high before it violently crashed down.

If Snow Wood had not dodged that previous attack without Logan’s protection, she would definitely not have been able to react in time, but she had already tuned her five senses to their peak, predicting the position where Logan’s fist would land, she sped up on the tips of her toes, dodging the strike with a swift sidestep roll.

Logan’s punch thundered down, smacking the entire fist onto the floor.

This punch carried a 10-fold amplification and yet hit nothing but air.

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All of this was within Logan’s expectations; he knew that Snow Wood was inclined to be an Agility Type, so avoiding the strike wasn’t very difficult for her.

But what surprised Logan was another matter, that the ground hadn’t cracked open inch by inch under his attack, despite it being amplified tenfold.

It seemed the organizers were aware that the final showdown was bound to be extremely perilous, so to not affect the contestants’ experience, they had specially replaced the battle arena with a more solid and sturdy one.

This thought merely flashed through his mind before he quickly regained his focus, turning to look at the spot where Snow Wood had swiftly moved away.

One person ran and the other chased, with Snow Wood convinced that Logan couldn’t possibly maintain peak physical condition at all times and prepared to wage a war of attrition against him.

After chasing for a while, Logan too realized Snow Wood’s intention and gradually came to a stop.

Instead of blindly letting Snow Wood wear him down, it would be better to take the initiative to attack, perhaps that would provide a sliver of an opportunity.

Having made up his mind, Logan closed his eyes as if a warrior in the midst of battle had suddenly laid down his weapon, making him inscrutable.

Snow Wood also watched Logan’s direction with uncertainty; knowing him, Logan wouldn’t so readily choose to give up, after all he had not reached this point without difficulty.

But what was Logan preparing to do?

The unknown was indeed frightening, just as Snow Wood was carefully on guard at that moment.

Logan opened the small porcelain bottle and swallowed the last Elixir.

Before consuming the elixir, he had set up a barrier around him to ensure that when he took the Elixir, none of the Spiritual Power and aura would leak out.

Otherwise, given the rarity of the Elixir, the moment he took it out, countless people would certainly sense its extraordinary nature.

Not knowing what kind of person Nineteen really was, Logan didn’t want to make too much of a fuss before figuring it all out.

Sure enough, after he devoured the Elixir, the Spiritual Power within him filled up once again.

This was his last move, and if he ran out of Spiritual Power without managing to clinch the first place, he would have no choice but to concede defeat.

The Spiritual Power in the entire battle arena was becoming increasingly abundant, and Snow Wood also had a vague feeling that Logan was gathering strength for a major move.

Other than seeing Logan use Spiritual Power-enhanced attacks, she hadn’t seen him use any other tactics, so now she could only cautiously keep her distance.

Once all the Spiritual Power was mobilized, Logan suddenly split it into countless Spears of Spiritual Power, all of them pointed directly at Snow Wood.

With those spears conjured from Spiritual Power floating behind Logan, Snow Wood appeared isolated in the distance, with cold sweat layering her forehead.

Snow Wood had never expected Logan to have such a trick up his sleeve; this was a tactic he had never used before, so she had assumed Logan only had the most basic close-combat tactics.

But how could a mere Saint Seat Second Rank have so much Spiritual Power to gather such an impressive array of moves, unless Logan really had hidden his strength?

At that moment, Snow Wood even began to suspect whether Logan was cheating.

But she quickly dismissed the thought from her mind, because she was not facing just anyone, she was facing Logan, and if it was Logan, he would surely create infinite possibilities.

This wasn’t blind faith but because she had truly witnessed Logan rise from an underdog contestant to the final battle of the competition, even possessing strength that could rival her own.

Finally, Logan finished condensing the last weapon and with a wave of his hand, the sky,

became filled with weapons formed from spiritual power, all hurtling towards Snow Wood.

Though the attack appeared mighty, Logan was quite confident.

Once he could ensure that Snow Wood surrendered or was injured to the point where she had no power to resist, he would stop the assault, since all the spiritual power was under his control.

But he had underestimated Snow Wood.

As she faced the multitude of weapons and the immense pressure from countless amounts of spiritual power, Snow Wood remained calm and drew the same sword as before, her sword movements cascading, dissolving each incoming weapon, allowing the spiritual power to scatter once again into the air.

Logan also frowned slightly, recondensing the dispersed spiritual power in the air, resulting in a scene where one person continuously reformed weapons, while the other, daring not to be careless, shattered all of them.

The audience widened their eyes in disbelief at the spectacle before them, some even beginning to doubt their life choices.

Although the attacks were weaker, Logan’s control over spiritual power was almost at a pinnacle. If they were in his position, they were not sure they could perform such a feat.

And to think Logan was merely a young generation Saint Seat Second Level cultivator.

It was almost frightening to imagine the extent of dread Logan would inspire as he grew stronger.

Snow Wood, gradually unable to hold on, suddenly realized that if these dispersed spiritual forces could be recondensed, then Logan essentially had an inexhaustible supply of weapons.

This couldn’t continue, she had to think of a solution.

Thus, Snow Wood glanced at the Qiankun Bag at her waist.

The Qiankun Bag, a treasure given to her by a Sect Elder, was filled with rare and exotic treasures, which she was told to use when necessary.

But now, no rare treasure could compare to the usefulness of the Qiankun Bag itself.

She decided to take a gamble, to see if the Qiankun Bag could absorb the scattered, airborne spiritual power. If it could, then Logan would have no chance of winning.

So, the audience saw Snow Wood opening a small pouch, and countless spiritual forces madly surged into the bag.

This turn of events was something Logan hadn’t anticipated. He quickly reclaimed the spiritual power that had been floating around Snow Wood, but he had already lost more than half.

The recent attack had only caused some damage to Snow Wood, she was otherwise unharmed, and now he had lost so much spiritual power. Even relying on the Spirit Gathering Array, he had no chance of winning.

In the end, Logan shook his head. He had to admit that in a true battle, whoever had more magical treasures held the initiative, it was an undeniable fact. After this competition, he would surely search for more opportunities for himself.

Snow Wood raised her longsword and squinted at Logan.

“If you have any other tricks up your sleeve, use them now. If not, I’m going to counterattack.”

Injuries from the recent conflict left Logan unhealed, and he had thrown all his trump cards in a full-force gamble just to try it out. Now, it seemed, he had his answer.

Logan shook his head, opened his mouth to speak, but spat out a mouthful of blood first. However, he quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth cleanly and said with a smile.

“You’ve won.”

Logan’s voluntary surrender was not cowardice but a wise move after analyzing the situation.

But who could have anticipated that his words would stun many spectators, for they had just placed their bets on Logan’s victory, wagering their fortunes on his first place.

And now, not much time had passed, and Logan had voluntarily admitted defeat. How could they willingly accept such an outcome?