High Martial: I Grind Professions

Chapter 547: Chapter 337: The Name of the Blood Butcher

Inside the preparation space, everyone reacted differently.

A faint ripple appeared in Blood Slaughter Barton’s perpetually indifferent eyes.

He slowly uttered four words, ”...This is getting interesting.”

This assessment was already higher than his evaluation of anyone else.

Demonic Hand Hua Sha completely lowered his folded arms. A hint of surprise appeared on his perpetually cold face, but that was all.

Li Wen’s method of dealing with Carlos had been clean and terrifyingly efficient, without a single wasted move.

But the power Li Wen had displayed was still far from a threat to him.

The schadenfreude on Saphis Yingge’s face had long since vanished, replaced by a grim, ashen expression.

The flames of jealousy in his eyes burned even hotter, but they were now mixed with a trace of fear.

After all, his strength was only at the mid-stage of a Tier One Star Lord.

Ares, Isabel, and the others, however, let out a long sigh of relief, their faces immediately flushing with excitement and pride.

On the arena stage, the brief, deathly silence was followed by even more frenzied chants of ”God of Slaughter!”

Li Wen retracted his hand, his face devoid of expression, as if he had just done something utterly insignificant.

His calm gaze swept across his surroundings as an invisible, Star Lord Level spiritual pressure spread out like a tangible tide.

Mixed with the strange fluctuations of the Time Law, it instantly enveloped more than half the arena.

The clamorous battlefield, with him at its center, fell into an eerie zone of silence.

Those geniuses who had been seeing red, some even thinking of launching a sneak attack, were instantly snapped to their senses when the terrifying pressure swept over them, as if a basin of ice water had been dumped over their heads.

Their gazes toward Li Wen were now filled with fear and awe, and they all subconsciously moved away from his position.

The might of the ”God of Slaughter,” with his aura alone, was enough to make the other champions give way!

The rest of the battle became exceptionally simple for Li Wen.

He moved about the arena as if taking a leisurely stroll, each of his strikes precise and deadly.

Time acceleration made his figure seem ghostly, while his Time-Slit Assaults were impossible for his enemies to defend against.

His Star Lord Level Wish Power and physical strength, combined with the severing and slowing effects of the Time Law, imbued his every attack with devastating power.

He still hadn’t used his Frenzy, nor had he gone all out.

But the combat power he displayed was already firmly at the mid-stage Tier One Star Lord level.

Anyone he targeted, whether a genius at the Peak of Saint Realm or one who had just entered the Star Lord realm, was without exception insta-killed within a few moves.

He was like an efficient and merciless reaping machine; wherever he passed, his opponents turned into motes of white light.

When only ten figures finally remained on the stage, nearly all of them were bathed in blood, their auras unstable.

Only Li Wen still wore his immaculate robes, without so much as a speck of dust on him.

He stood there calmly, as if the brutal thousand-person melee had nothing to do with him.

[End of the first battle royale on Day 5! Advancing: 10 people! MVP of the Match: God of Slaughter Li Wen!]

The moment the system broadcast sounded, the entire audience erupted once again in thunderous cheers!

”God of Slaughter! God of Slaughter! God of Slaughter!”

”So strong! Now that’s a true steamroll!”

”A Primordial Spirit Star Lord! He’s actually a Primordial Spirit Star Lord! He hid his power so well!”

”Carlos didn’t lose for nothing! The title ’God of Slaughter’ is well-deserved!”

”Barton, Hua Sha, Li Wen! The real showdown of the titans is about to begin!”

Back in the preparation space, Blood Slaughter Barton took one last, deep look at the calm figure in the projection. Without lingering, he turned and vanished in a flash of blood-red light.

A slight, excited curve even touched the corner of Demonic Hand Hua Sha’s mouth before he, too, departed.

Saphis’s face was so dark it looked like it could drip water. He vanished without a word.

Li Wen’s figure was teleported back to the preparation space, where he was met with heartfelt congratulations from Ares and the others, as well as countless gazes of awe from those around them.

After this battle, there was no longer a shred of doubt about the name ”God of Slaughter.”

The true climax of the Cosmic Peak Genius Battle had only just begun.

...

In the blink of an eye, another five days passed.

It was now the final day of the second stage—the tenth day.

It was also the liveliest day of the past ten.

This was because the first match of the tenth day would be Blood Slaughter Barton’s turn to take the stage.

Judging by the schedule, this second stage was clearly not entirely random.

Otherwise, it would be too much of a coincidence for Blood Slaughter Barton, the most hyped-up contestant, to be so neatly scheduled for the first match of the tenth day.

However, no one objected to this arrangement.

Everyone was eager to see what terrifying dominance the number-one ranked Blood Slaughter would display.

At this moment, whether on the massive, fragmented continent that served as a viewing platform floating in the Virtual Cosmos, or in the preparation space where the contestants gathered, the number of spectators had reached an unprecedented peak.

A tense and feverish atmosphere filled the air, with countless gazes focused on the arena where the battle was about to begin.

Naturally, Li Wen had also come.

By his side, as usual, were Ares Titan, Isabel, Naraku, and Raymond.

The group stood in the viewing area of the preparation space, their gazes also fixed on the hundred-li arena where a bloody contest was about to unfold.

”Tsk, for once I’m not the unlucky one!” Raymond said, crossing his arms, a hint of post-disaster schadenfreude on his face.

”You guys have no idea. Back in the first stage, I was in Barton’s world. That feeling... Heh, it was the worst luck imaginable!

I couldn’t even react. Everything just went black, and I was out. Now it’s these guys’ turn to get a taste. Running into a guy like Blood Slaughter Barton is definitely the worst luck of their lives.”

Hearing this, Ares revealed a helpless smile and patted Raymond on the shoulder.

”Alright, Raymond, you’ve said that several times already. But there’s no denying how terrifying Barton is.”