Chapter 635: If I Beat You, Can I Take That Medal?
Hearing this, shock appeared on everyone else's faces. Raphael's skeleton frame trembled as he sucked in a breath of cold air and said, "Kid, you'd better leave now. You're different from us—if you die, you might really be dead!"
Xu Lang didn't care. He was already used to dying. He stared at the Blood Star Medal for a moment, then looked up at the man wearing the deer-antler helmet and said, "If I beat you, can I take that medal?"
The veins on the man's forehead bulged. He clenched his fist so tightly it seemed he might crush the Mad King's Emblem, his eyes filled with violent rage.
"First go fight the others and then talk!" the man gritted out.
So there really was a hidden plot!
Xu Lang's eyes lit up.
Players of the Dorm Survival Game were still players, and as everyone knew, players loved hidden plots!
Xu Lang didn't want to leave anyway.
These people were the perfect whetstones. His War God skill had already leveled up again after the consecutive battles.
After that, Xu Lang selected another target.
...
Half an hour later.
Another palace guard regretfully left the arena.
At this point, no one dared to underestimate Xu Lang anymore. Everyone took him with the utmost seriousness.
For the first few victories, you could still say it was attribute and combat-style countering, but after winning streak after streak, even an idiot knew Xu Lang wasn't simple.
The battle continued...
This Mad King Trial was the longest one Xu Lang had ever experienced.
But the passage of time inside the Limit Break Trial was different from the outside, so there was no need to worry too much.
...
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... Even War God Adams has been defeated... Now it's just you and me, Tang Heng." Raphael counted on his ten fingers, then finally looked at the man wearing the deer-antler helmet.
"You go first. Let him fight through the whole thing." Although Tang Heng still had that vicious, intimidating appearance, his eyes now held only calmness, and even a hint of hidden anticipation.
The strong earned respect wherever they went.
Originally, Tang Heng had been very unhappy about Xu Lang receiving the Mad King's Emblem because Xu Lang hadn't defeated them in their prime—he'd just been picking off the leftovers.
But now, Tang Heng felt that even if Xu Lang had been picking off leftovers, it was still impressive. He had the makings of a top-tier powerhouse.
"Hehe, here I come~" Raphael swung the long blade in his hand and chuckled.
"What happened to your purple blade?" Xu Lang asked.
The soul fire flickered in Raphael's eyes. After a moment, he replied, "What are you talking about? What purple blade?"
In the first two Mad King Trials, the trial character Raphael had maintained continuity. But now, that continuity seemed to have been severed.
This round's Raphael didn't recognize him.
Xu Lang wasn't a puzzle solver. After probing with the Nightmare Eye and finding nothing, he directly started the battle.
...
This round's Raphael was on an entirely different level from the previous two versions. His combat strength was absurdly high. Even using Ultimate Liberation, Xu Lang could only match him. In the end, he had to summon the Herd Spirits to gang up on him and forcibly cut him down.
Because he felt Raphael was somewhat special, Xu Lang didn't drain him dry but let him die naturally.
On the battlefield, Blood Mist drifted, and from time to time, deep thunderbolts streaked across the sky.
Only Xu Lang and Tang Heng remained in the arena.
"Crackle~"
Xu Lang's Blood Qi churned like molten lava, scorching the ground as it radiated a terrifying killing intent.
Tang Heng's posture didn't change. His arms were crossed as he said, "Don't you need to recover? I can extend your rest time to twenty minutes."
"Oh, you're actually an administrator." Xu Lang was genuinely curious about these "NPCs."
How did these NPCs' operating mechanisms actually work?
Unfortunately, no matter how much he probed with his Nightmare Eye, he couldn't figure it out.
There were only two possibilities for this.
One: Their essence was too profound.
Two: His probing direction was wrong.
Xu Lang was so skilled with the Nightmare Eye that it could only be the first case.
"Arrogance will only get you killed!" Tang Heng said this while maintaining his hot-tempered image, which looked somewhat incongruous.
He lowered his body and pulled out the golden short axe from his back waist.
The battle was about to explode. The two exchanged thousands of rounds in rapid succession. Xu Lang seized an opening, kicked Tang Heng's rhythm into chaos, and then swung his blade toward the latter's shoulder!
In such high-speed combat, the Nightmare Eye couldn't function—everything depended purely on raw strength.
Pfft!
Xu Lang was weakened, but the Nightmare Eye was still part of his own strength. It wasn't some cheat.
"You fell for it!" Tang Heng grabbed Purgatory's Master with all his might, raised his right hand high, and brought the short axe down with fierce force.
Having his main weapon seized wasn't something Xu Lang was experiencing for the first time.
When he became the Path of Asura God-Chosen, the Asura Naraku had done many similar things to him. Although it wasn't glorious, it was indeed a valuable experience.
As long as the opponent wasn't some small fry, probing was necessary. So Xu Lang hadn't put his full strength into that swing—he had room to retreat.
But instead, he decisively abandoned the blade and leaped backward.
Whoosh~
The World-Burning Immortal Flame ignited on Purgatory's Master, instantly covering Tang Heng's entire body.
"Crafty little bastard!" Tang Heng felt that Xu Lang wasn't as honest as he'd imagined. He raised a finger and tapped the Blood Star Medal on his chest. An suction force immediately emitted from it, absorbing all the World-Burning Immortal Flame.
However, from time to time, flames would still rise on his body.
The World-Burning Immortal Flame burned everything without exception. Wherever Xu Lang's thoughts directed it, Immortal Flame would spontaneously generate.
Tang Heng temporarily couldn't figure out what was going on and frowned slightly.
Just then, the King of Purgatory's apparition appeared, wielding Purgatory's Master to slash Tang Heng across the face.
This change came too suddenly. Even Tang Heng, with his rich combat experience, couldn't react in time!
Blood dripped down his chin, a clear blade scar visible!
"Hahaha!"
The King of Purgatory laughed wildly, holding the blade to exchange blows with Tang Heng.
After watching for a moment, Xu Lang shook his head and leaped into the fray: "Let me handle this!"
Purgatory's Master flew back into his hand automatically.
The King of Purgatory's apparition floated behind him like a ghostly guardian, holding a serrated great blade in its hand.
In an instant, the situation had turned into a two-on-one!
Tang Heng didn't panic at all. He handled it with ease.
Xu Lang couldn't gain the upper hand for a while. Every time his blade clashed with the short axe, he felt a terrifying, earth-shattering force, leaving both his body and arms numb.
At the same time, the sharp wind and shockwaves kicked up by the short axe could penetrate the basic defenses of the Purgatory Armor Set and actually harm him!
Of course, Purgatory's Master was no slouch either.
After several exchanges, both sides were wounded.
Xu Lang was the first to retreat from the battlefield, slightly out of breath. Blood flowed down his arm onto Purgatory's Master before dripping onto the ground.
Tang Heng had even more blood on him—the strong Bleeding effect of Purgatory's Master was indeed a bit too monstrous.
"Rare. I've actually run into someone with better recovery than me!" A green light flashed in Tang Heng's hand. He casually wiped it over his body, and all the wounds healed instantly, while all the dirt on him completely disappeared.
This was a high-level healing or purification skill.
Suddenly, Xu Lang felt a terrifying aura erupt from Tang Heng.
Then, his pupils violently contracted.
Tang Heng's aura became chaotic, frenzied, and disordered. His eyes were filled with madness, and the corners of his mouth rose high, as if... he had gone crazy!
Increased combat power, decreased mental state—this was the hallmark of Mad King Building players!!!