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"A Mo Dao?" Chang Qing stared blankly at the weapon in Lin Yue's hand.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Lin Yue's Mo Dao slashed down with incredible speed.

Changqing dodged the blow by sidestepping.

"That was close!" Changqing's back was instantly covered in a layer of cold sweat, and his fingertips were slightly numb.

Before he could catch his breath, Lin Yue's attack came one after another. The Mo Dao slashed horizontally with great force and a whistling wind, aiming straight for Chang Qing's waist.

Changqing's face darkened, and he hurriedly raised his hand to grip the long sword horizontally, forcefully blocking the attack.

"Clang—" The two blades clashed, producing a deafeningly crisp sound.

"I underestimated you." Changqing steadied himself, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

The next second, Changqing's true energy surged suddenly, his robes fluttered without wind, and a faint blue halo emanated from his body. He abruptly raised his head and shouted sharply:

"The Dragon Blade Technique!"

On the other side, on the Battle.net viewing platform, the originally sparse crowd had already gathered to a considerable size, with everyone's eyes fixed on the battle taking place in the arena.

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!" someone couldn't help but clap their hands, their voices full of admiration.

"Lin Yue's explosive power is incredible!"

"I told you this Lin Yue was stronger, but you didn't believe me!" the man who had just bet on Lin Yue laughed.

The player who bet on Changqing looked rather grim, but still tried to remain calm and retorted, "The game isn't over yet, don't get too excited."

"Look at how Changqing has been forced into this situation; losing is only a matter of time!"

Inside the arena, Changqing, taking advantage of the power of the Chilong Blade Technique, pressed forward relentlessly with each strike, the longsword, infused with true qi, becoming even more powerful.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The sounds of weapons clashing were incessant, sparks flying everywhere.

"Hahahahaha!" Changqing fought with increasing ferocity, a hint of arrogance flashing in his eyes.

"Get back to your Gold rank and stay there!"

He was secretly pleased with himself. This Chilong Blade Technique was a secret skill that he had bought from a reclusive martial arts master for hundreds of thousands of Blue Star Coins, and he rarely used it.

Just as Changqing was getting carried away with his success, Lin Yue's figure suddenly changed. His steps became incredibly light, and a faint white aura emanated from his body. He whispered four words:

"Wave-Treading Steps".

Before he finished speaking, his figure moved as erratically as flowing water, his footsteps creating ripples in the air, his speed so fast that his trajectory was impossible to discern.

Seeing this, Changqing swung his sword without hesitation, but the moment the blade fell, it missed its mark, and Lin Yue's figure had already appeared beside him.

The immense inertia prevented him from pulling back in time.

"Oh no," Changqing said, frowning.

"Why does he know such advanced martial arts?"

Changqing had learned many movement techniques, but none of them reached Lin Yue's level.

Lin Yue seized the opening and unleashed a fierce slash.

"Sizzle." Changqing couldn't dodge in time, and his left arm was cut off.

Although Battle.net is a virtual battle, it still conveys 50% of the pain. This slash is excruciating.

On the viewing platform.

As the battle intensified, more and more spectators poured into the room, quickly increasing from just a few people to dozens, making the entire spectator platform incredibly lively.

"That strike was terrifying! Fast, precise, and ruthless—no hesitation whatsoever!"

"It's clear that Changqing is now at a disadvantage."

"Win! Win! Win!"

"Loss, losses, losses!"

The audience members in the stands were engaged in lively debates.

Just as everyone was getting into the swing of things, a system notification suddenly rang out in the room:

User "Beihai Huakai" has donated 10 Blue Star Coins to this battle!

The notification sound was like a thunderclap, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Wow, what a tycoon!" one audience member exclaimed.

"They just threw away 100,000 Blue Star Coins without saying a word! That's incredibly generous!"

"My God, that's half a year's living expenses!"

"It's time to grab red envelopes!" someone exclaimed excitedly.

Due to Battle.net's revenue sharing mechanism, one-tenth of the tips will be given as a red envelope for this room, which is 10,000 Blue Star Coins. Every player watching the battle in the room can receive it after the battle ends.

The remainder will be given entirely to the winner of this battle.

The man glanced sideways slightly.

"I didn't expect your swordsmanship to improve so quickly!"

This person was Xu Beihai.

He had nothing to do in the evening, so he opened Battle.net to play a couple of games to get some exercise. He never expected to see Lin Yue's promotion match on the public channel.

As Xu Beihai poured in 100,000 Blue Star Coins, more and more players were attracted, and the number of spectators in the room instantly exceeded 100, making the originally spacious viewing platform extremely crowded.

"Just arrived, just arrived. Excuse me, where do I collect my red envelope?" someone asked.

"I was just about to log off when I realized there was such an exciting match," someone remarked.

Inside the battlefield.

After losing his arm, Changqing was no longer as at ease dealing with Lin Yue's fierce attacks.

"Damn it," Changqing muttered.

The two exchanged blows for dozens more rounds. Changqing's movements became increasingly sluggish, and he made more and more mistakes. Lin Yue pressed his advantage, wielding his Mo Dao with increasing ferocity, each strike aimed directly at Changqing's vital points.

Finally, in a clash, Lin Yue seized an opening in Chang Qing's defenses, slashing his Mo Dao (a type of long sword) fiercely at Chang Qing's long sword, knocking it away. Immediately afterward, the Mo Dao was pressed against Chang Qing's throat.

"Match ended, time: 3 minutes and 16 seconds."

"Winner: Lin Yue"

On the audience platform.

"It's over already?" someone asked in surprise, indicating that they hadn't had enough of the exciting match.

"Changqing is a piece of trash. He made me lose 500 Blue Star Coins." The person who bet on Changqing said with dissatisfaction.

"This young man named Lin Yue is really strong."

"Time to distribute red envelopes!"

Immediately afterwards, ten thousand virtual Blue Star Coins poured down from the sky, like a grand Blue Star Coin rain, which was quite spectacular.

Many people even brought out basins to catch the rain of red envelopes.

Inside the battlefield.

Lin Yue sheathed his Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword), breathed a sigh of relief, and then a system notification sounded in his mind:

[My current rank has been raised from Gold II to Platinum III (900 points).]

"Finally reached Platinum Tier 3."

Just as Lin Yue was feeling sentimental, a pop-up window suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Congratulations! You have entered the ranking of high school students in Jiangxi Province, number 207. Your national ranking is not yet available."

Lin Yue was slightly taken aback, then asked, "What does this provincial ranking mean?"

A gentle, mechanical female voice then sounded, patiently explaining:

"The provincial rankings are created by StarCraft.net and are used to rank high school students in the province who are at least Platinum rank. The rankings are updated in real time."

"207th. That means there are at least 206 students in Jiang Province who are stronger than me," Lin Yue analyzed.

Although the data shows 207 people, it cannot be ruled out that some people do not play on Battle.net or have not yet reached a certain rank.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yue received a tip from the audience.

"Your bank card account ending in 2858 has received a donation of 90000 Blue Star Coins from Battle.net user 'Beihai Huakai'."

Please check your inbox.