Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level Drop Rate with Abundant Resources

But Gu Changsheng was smiling.

He raised his injured right hand, held it in front of his eyes, looked at the torn flesh and exposed bone in the wound, and laughed until his whole body trembled.

"Hahahaha!"

His laughter echoed through the domed hall, manic and distorted, carrying a chilling pleasure.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The three "good" characters, each one louder than the last.

Gu Changsheng raised his head and looked at Shen Xi again. His cloudy eyes were now filled with a scarlet light.

"For over a hundred years... for over a hundred years, no one has been able to hurt me!"

He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed even more maniacally.

"Kid, you're pretty good! Very good!"

Shen Xi did not laugh.

He leaned on the Pangu Axe, panting heavily, his eyes fixed on Gu Changsheng.

In their first encounter, he had a slight advantage.

He retreated about five steps, while Gu Changsheng retreated more than ten steps. He sustained minor injuries, and Gu Changsheng also sustained minor injuries.

But Shen Xi knew in his heart that he had used all his strength in this attack.

Bloodthirsty Thrust combined with Lightning and Fire Enchantment—this was the strongest single-target burst he could currently unleash. Gu Changsheng, on the other hand, merely threw a casual punch.

No skills, no talents, no lightning or fire enchantments, just the most ordinary and basic punch.

"What a pity."

Gu Changsheng's voice suddenly calmed down, and the manic laughter subsided, replaced by an unsettling calm.

"Was that your all-out attack?"

Shen Xi's pupils contracted slightly.

Gu Changsheng continued, "If I'm not mistaken, you can use this attack two more times at most. Unfortunately, two chances won't be enough to kill me."

Shen Xi fell silent.

Because what that old man said was absolutely right.

The lightning and fire enchantment is extremely taxing on both mental and physical strength. At his current level of proficiency, he can only sustain three full-power attacks at most. He just used one, leaving him with two more.

And Gu Changsheng.

This old man, relying on his talent of reaching the realm of subtlety, reduced his power consumption by 50%. The same punch would cost him the same amount of energy for ten punches as Shen Xi did for five. Thanks to his talent of undying fighting spirit, he grew stronger the lower his health, becoming increasingly frenzied with each fight, and his combat power was never affected by fatigue.

Given this shift in power dynamics, if they were to engage in a direct confrontation, Shen Xi would undoubtedly lose.

But why did Shen Xi choose to confront him head-on?

In terms of combat experience, Shen Xi is in no way inferior to Gu Changsheng.

In the previous decade of the apocalypse, he went from an ordinary person with no strength to a level 90 War God, experiencing more than a thousand life-and-death battles. He had seen enemies stronger than Gu Changsheng and encountered situations more desperate than the present.

His decision to confront Gu Changsheng head-on was not out of impulsiveness, but rather as a test.

To test the old man's true strength.

Now, the results of the test are in.

Gu Changsheng is very strong, ridiculously strong.

But he has a fatal weakness.

Just then, Gu Changsheng's expression suddenly changed.

It wasn't the solemnity of battle, but rather a sudden and shocking change.

His body suddenly stiffened, his scarlet eyes widened, and the muscles in his face began to twitch.

"you……"

Gu Changsheng's voice became hoarse, filled with disbelief.

"What did you do?!"

Shen Xi did not answer.

He simply stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and gripped the Pangu Axe tightly with both hands again.

Gu Changsheng lowered his head and looked at his hands. Those withered hands were turning pale at a visible speed.

It's not the paleness of being injured, but a paleness that comes from the very source of life, a paleness where power is being lost.

"No...it's impossible..."

Gu Changsheng's voice began to tremble.

"My power... how can my power..."

He suddenly raised his head and stared intently at Shen Xi.

"It's you?! What did you do to me?!"

Shen Xi smiled.

"Didn't you, someone who cares about your family, tell you that if you attacked me first, your fighting ability would be suppressed?"

Gu Changsheng's pupils contracted to their maximum size.

Unexpectedly, the other party had such methods.

The backlash from Kyoto has taken effect.

270 points of strength become 229.5 points.

270 Agility points become 229.5 points.

270 points of physique decreased to 229.5 points.

All three attributes plummeted by 40.5 points.

Although he is still taller than Shen Xi, the gap has narrowed to an acceptable range.

This is a long time.

It is easy to attack and defend.

"You little rascal, you really know how to surprise people."

Gu Changsheng's voice was very low, clearly indicating that he was already very angry.

"But do you think you can beat me like this?"

He took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly.

You have successfully angered me.

The moment the words left his mouth, Gu Changsheng's body jolted violently. A terrifying power exploded from within him, like a ferocious beast that had slumbered for two hundred years finally awakening. Beneath his skin, blood vessels bulged again, muscles swelled once more, and even his scarlet eyes emitted a blinding light.

Unyielding Fighting Spirit – An epic-level talent that increases combat power as health decreases.

Although Gu Changsheng was not injured, the very fact that his attributes were suppressed triggered his fighting spirit. His suppressed anger, resentment, and madness all transformed into power at this moment.

Even so, I'm still better than you!

His voice boomed like muffled thunder in the domed hall. The power in his fists gathered wildly, and although it no longer possessed the terrifying, overwhelming force it once had, it still exuded a powerful, suffocating aura.

With 270 points in all attributes, his total was suppressed to 229.5. Even with the bonus from Undying Battle Spirit, his actual combat power barely returned to just over 240 points. Shen Xi, on the other hand, had just broken through the 200 mark in all attributes, and with various bonuses, his actual combat power was around 230 points.

The gap has narrowed to an acceptable range.

He wasn't afraid when his attributes were completely outmatched before, and now that the gap has narrowed, he's even less afraid.

and……

"You're still a family person."

Shen Xi gripped the Pangu Axe tightly, and the lightning and fire on the axe blade suddenly surged. Purple arcs of electricity intertwined with golden-red flames, illuminating the entire battle axe as if it were a divine weapon descended to earth.

"Everyone in the Gu family deserves to die. You're no exception."

The moment the words left his mouth, the two of them moved simultaneously.

Bloodthirsty Thrust!

Shen Xi's body shot out like a cannonball, and the Pangu Axe drew a dark golden arc in the air, with golden-red and purple colors wrapped in it, heading straight for Gu Changsheng's throat.

Gu Changsheng did not back down.

His figure moved like lightning, dodging the axe blade while simultaneously aiming his right fist straight for Shen Xi's chest.

Extremely fast!

The two figures clashed in the domed hall, their fists and axe flashes intertwining, each collision accompanied by a terrifying shockwave. Large slabs of stone on the ground cracked, fragments of rock blasted into the air only to be shattered by the next shockwave. The low pillars on either side trembled violently, some even collapsing completely, their bamboo slips scattered across the floor.

The second round of competition was even more intense than the first.

Shen Xi's Pangu Axe was imbued with the power of thunder and fire with each swing, and the dual damage from physical and magical attacks forced Gu Changsheng to focus on defense. The 100% true damage from the Kaitian class was even more troublesome for Gu Changsheng's Microscopic Realm. His power consumption was reduced by 50% and the effect was increased by 50%, but against true damage, even the strongest defense was useless.

Gu Changsheng's punches were extremely fierce.

Two hundred years of honed combat skills allowed him to aim every punch precisely at Shen Xi's vital points. Throat, heart, temple, back of the head... every strike was fatal, every punch landing with a visceral impact. If Shen Xi hadn't had ten years of experience fighting in the apocalypse, he would have been riddled with holes by this old man long ago.

The two engaged in a frenzied battle in the domed hall on the fourth floor, their agility far exceeding 200, their speed reaching its limit.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!..."

The sound of fists clashing with axes was as rapid as drumbeats, each impact accompanied by sparks flying. Shen Xi's hand split open again, blood dripping down the axe handle. Gu Changsheng's fist was also covered in wounds, black blood mixed with fresh blood, making it impossible to tell whose was which.

ten minutes.

A full ten minutes.

The two fought from the center of the hall to the edge, and then back again. The ground cracked, the walls collapsed, and shards of glass rained down from the dome. The entire fourth floor was turned upside down by their battle.

Finally, the two separated, and the second round of their confrontation came to an end.

Shen Xi knelt on one knee, the Pangu Axe stuck in the ground, panting heavily. Blood was on his lips, his ribs throbbed with pain, there was a bruise on his left shoulder from the force of the punch, and most of the armor on his right leg was shattered. Gu Changsheng's fist was too hard, and the impact made his internal organs feel uncomfortable.

Gu Changsheng is not having an easy time either.

He leaned against the broken pillar, his right arm hanging limply at his side, blood dripping from his fingers. He hadn't been able to dodge in time; Shen Xi's axe blade had slashed open his chest, the flesh torn open to reveal his stark white ribs. His breathing was rapid, each gasp accompanied by bloody foam escaping from the corner of his mouth.

The second round of competition ended with Shen Xi winning by a narrow margin once again.

But neither of them had time to catch their breath.

The third round of competition has begun.

"Hahahaha!"

Gu Changsheng suddenly laughed, a maniacal laugh that sent shards of stone falling from the dome. His eyes turned completely crimson, and the extreme frenzy of his fighting spirit made the entire domed hall tremble.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The three "good" characters, each one louder than the last.

"For over a hundred years... for over a hundred years, no one has been able to push me to this point!"

He abruptly straightened up, ignoring his wounds, and clenched his fists again. That terrifying power exploded from his body once more. The effect of his undying fighting spirit grew stronger and stronger; the lower his health, the more terrifying his combat power became.

"Kid, you're pretty good! Very good!"

Gu Changsheng's voice was hoarse, yet it carried a chilling excitement.

"But from now on, I won't hold back anymore! I have the same methods as you."

The moment he finished speaking, his right hand shot out.

Voodoo Touch!

A layer of dark green poisonous mist covered his palm, thick as liquid and emitting a nauseatingly sweet and fishy smell. Gu Changsheng moved with extreme speed, his poisonous hand heading straight for Shen Xi's chest.

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