Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 821: The Battle Between Men

Knowing the critical situation, Gerald responded immediately. Without caring for the confrontation, Ye Ruozai roared a command to Lanloste beside him: "Keep an eye on him and don't let them break through your defenses!"

Hearing this command, Lanloste also understood that this was not the time for petty disputes. Automatically assuming Gerald's position, he stood alone in front of Ye Ruozai. At this moment, drenched in sweat, the hand holding the longsword was no longer steady and firm. With a slight tremble, he looked at Ye Ruozai and sneered with disdain to bolster his own spirit, shouting, "Your companions are about to be judged by the gods, and you, along with Pei Yan who can't see the situation clearly, will all be judged!"

Looking at Lanloste, who was almost hysterically pointing the tip of his sword back and forth in front of him, Ye Ruozai exchanged a glance with Xia Yu and coldly said, "If this is true, there's no need for you to emphasize it; it will happen. But the boastings that won't turn into reality are nothing more than the last howls and self-consolation of a loser."

"Hey! Hey! Ruozai! Aren't you being a bit too direct and heartless with your words?" Xia Yu couldn't help but interject teasingly from the side, "But I have to agree with what your own people say. This so-called generation of Round Table Knights really is inferior to the last. Compared to the knight I fought with and these knights before me, whether it's demeanor, skill, or crisis management, you're much worse!"

Saying this, Xia Yu ignored Lanloste's face, which was twisted and flushed with anger, and continued to tease, "Even the one who dueled with Old Zheng, after suffering a disadvantage, thought first about preserving dignity and fought back. But here you are, with hands trembling like this, don't tell me it's from excitement. Are you the so-called second-generation knight of the Magic Realm, enjoying the glory of your ancestors and mingling for food among the Round Table Knights?"

Hearing the term "second-generation knight" for the first time, combined with Xia Yu's preceding words, Lanloste understood what she meant. There's a saying that hitting faces is more painful than blows and uncovering truths hurts more than insults; Xia Yu's words hit right at Lanloste's sore spot. No matter how much he tried, controversies and doubts about his family background never ended since the day he was chosen as a Round Table Knight.

"What do you understand? What do you know!" Lanloste, waving his longsword nearly madly, charged at Xia Yu, only to be blocked by Ye Ruozai's own sword. The two, unable to converse, immediately tore into each other, while a weary Xia Yu carefully maneuvered around their skirmish, positioning herself behind Boss and his two companions, waiting for an opportunity.

At this moment, Boss and his two companions were enveloped by a column of Holy Light descending from the sky. The three, arranged in a triangular formation with Jiaheris and Gerald standing at Boss's left and right respectively, continuously poured their energy into Boss. Despite Zheng Jia Ru's furious attacks, he couldn't make a dent in the column of light. Exhausted, he simply stood still, watching what the three would do next.

Amidst the dazzling light from above came faint chants. As the sounds grew clearer, Xia Yu felt as if the sky above the competition array was being forcibly torn open, allowing vast, foreign streams of energy to flood into the space. As these energies collided, they painted a vibrant picture in the air, more beautiful than the aurora. The sound of hymns that seemingly calmed the heart brought Xia Yu a surreal sensation as if she was detached from a life-and-death struggle and dreaming.

What dragged Xia Yu back from her dreamworld was not her already-fragile spiritual power, but the immense roar that accompanied the blinding light, followed by tremors of the earth. When Xia Yu, tossed into a pit, finally clawed her way back to the battlefield, a deadly duel concerning life, death, and dignity was about to unfold before her eyes.

"Blasphemer claiming to be a god! The judgment you seek is at hand! Prepare to accept your judgment and then go to hell!" At this moment, Boss was clad in exquisite armor. Unlike the feeling Bedivere had given when using the Holy Armor Technique, Xia Yu could now clearly sense the changes in Boss's body. Before her, this man seemed to have become a warrior with vitality, not just a construct of faith-based power clad in armor.

However, this warrior harbored a terrifyingly violent power, seemingly on the verge of losing control with every word he said or move he made. If unleashed, it would destroy him along with everything in his sight.

"Then come on!" Equally sensing this grave threat, Zheng Jia Ru, unusually calm and poised for battle, challenged, beckoning provocatively towards Boss.

Without hesitation, the two charged, crushing the earth beneath their feet. Amid the ground's mournful cracks, there were no tactics or spells in their duel! Just man-to-man! Power against power! Their figures collided solidly without bouncing off, and their hands locked when their fists met.

Like two raging bulls in an arena, their lowered horns clashed, and neither could yield. One step back would mean being gored to death by the other's horns.

Jiaheris and Gerald, just parted from Boss, rushed back and placed their hands on his shoulders again. From the sidelines, Xia Yu noticed the two were no longer supplying energy to Boss; their primary task now was controlling his raging power to prevent him from self-destructing before victory.

"Hehehe!" Wiping the blood off her face, Xia Yu revealed a gleeful grin, condensed an iron ball, and tossed it between the two.

"Repulsion!"

The word left her lips, and the two men behind Boss watched an iron ball appear beside them, realizing with a sickening feeling of helplessness that things were amiss. With the repulsive force expanding from the iron ball, the two were immediately knocked off their positions. In that instant of lift, Jiaheris saw Xia Yu, lying by the pit edge, smiling smugly up at them and cursed angrily, "Damn it!"

"Xia Yu! Old Ye, find a safe spot to hide!" As Xia Yu bounced Jiaheris and his companion away, Zheng Jia Ru's shouted reminder echoed out.

With agility, Xia Yu cradled her head and rolled back into the pit she had just climbed out of. On the other side, Ye Ruozai, locked in combat with Lanloste, parried an attack with a smile and said, "If you don't want to die, I'd advise you to leave this place with me!"