Warhammer: I, the Wizard of a Thousand Sons, Reorganize the Legion

The rules of the World Eater's Duel Pit Challenge are extremely bloody.

The rules are that the duel is fought with one blood, two blood, three blood, and no blood left.

The term "first blood" refers to whoever injures the opponent and makes them bleed first; whoever does so first wins.

The same principle applies to two-blood and three-blood situations. You score one point for each time you make the opponent bleed, and the person with the most points at the end wins.

In fact, first blood, second blood, and third blood may seem mild, but they are extremely dangerous. Even if your head is cut off, it only counts as first blood, so the distinction between "blood count" is meaningless.

"Bloodlust" means a fight to the death, continuing until one side dies.

However, Angron only mentioned a one-blood duel, while Li Wei is the chief strategist of the Thousand Sons, whose strength and status are extraordinary. This is not just a casual remark; it is clearly an underestimation of Li Wei.

Li Wei glanced at Angron's disdainful face as he stood shirtless opposite him and said in a deep voice:

"Lord Angron, first blood, second blood, third blood, and even absolute blood are meaningless!"

"Hmm?" Anglong frowned and waved his hand impatiently. "Chief Li Wei, just say what you have to say. Don't play your academic game. It's too long-winded."

"What I mean is, only when you beat your opponent to their knees and submit is it a true duel. A true duel is when you completely trample your opponent's pride and dignity under your feet."

Li Wei's provocative words were actually a ruse; he wanted Anglon to kneel down and apologize to his student Leo.

He was confident he could kill Angron, but he couldn't do it now, or rather, he couldn't do it now. After all, his student had just died, and Angron had also died suddenly. Li Wei would definitely not escape accountability, and he wouldn't be able to withstand the judgment that the empire would bring.

"Oh?" Angron paused for a moment upon hearing this. He touched the slightly warm Butcher's Nail on his head and suddenly realized that Li Wei wanted him to apologize to the Thousand Sons warrior he had accidentally killed. He shook his head helplessly. "I agree."

He then grinned, glanced at Li Wei whose hands were empty and who wasn't wearing power armor, and said mockingly:

"Chief of the Thousand Sons, are you going to wear power armor and carry weapons? That's not quite right."

"No need, Your Excellency Anglon." After saying that, with Kayan's help, Li Wei took off his think tank robe and other clothes, leaving him in only a pair of white shorts.

Barefoot, he walked slowly to Angron, his feet sinking into the sticky, cold ground.

Anglong scrutinized Li Wei's pale, delicate skin, which had never seen the sun in years, and took a few extra glances, discovering that there were no scars or bullet marks on his body.

The contempt on his face grew even stronger.

"start!"

"it is good."

Li Wei took a deep breath. He had never engaged in close-quarters combat before, and was already accustomed to resolving battles with psionic energy.

But today, for Leo's sake, he cannot simply overwhelm his opponent with psionic power; that would be an unfair victory.

He wants to defeat his opponent in what they do best.

However, he will not give up the psychic magic that has long been ingrained in his instincts.

After all, it would be truly insane and suicidal to abandon psionic support in order to fight a Primarch named Angron, who is known for his close-quarters combat skills.

The two had just finished their conversation when Angron suddenly exerted his strength, his thick thighs propelling his body forward like a furious bull charging at them.

When his fist, as big as a clay pot, struck the spot where Li Weina had just been standing, the fatal blow missed.

Li Wei had already hidden to the side, calmly watching Anglong with an indifferent expression.

Angron wasn't angry. It was more interesting to have a skilled opponent, so he threw another punch and charged forward.

But his swift attack missed again, and then he roared and quickened his pace.

Then, a cat-and-mouse game unfolded in the huge duel pit, eliciting bursts of laughter and boos from the onlookers.

Gradually, Angron, exhausted from running around, also came to his senses. He stopped and, panting heavily, said:

"Li Wei, all you do is hide? Why don't you face me head-on!"

"Oh." Hearing this, Li Wei's lips curled up, and he chuckled, "Then I'll begin."

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and quietly waited for Angron's next attack.

Seeing Li Wei's smug, closed-eye-resting expression, Anglong was furious and roared:

"Li Wei, just wait and see if I don't throw you into the Dreadnought Mech and make you stay in that metal shell for the rest of your life."

Before he finished speaking, he stomped his foot on the ground, and the hard metal floor cracked with fine fissures under such violence.

The next instant, Angron's massive body charged straight at Li Wei.

As expected, the attack missed again. Li Wei, as if listening to the wind and discerning the location, dodged the blow by turning to the side early.

Just as Angron was about to retract his fist after missing his target, he launched another attack.

But his arm, which he had just swung, was suddenly broken by a tremendous force. Just as he was about to raise his leg to retaliate, he felt another tremendous force strike his right knee joint.

He suddenly trembled and was about to kneel down. He stared at the ground getting closer and closer. He was furious. He exerted his strength and broke free from the enormous force that was locking his joints.

Having broken free, Angron was radiating boundless rage. He roared at Li Wei, who was standing not far away with his eyes closed:

"You resort to underhanded tactics; you have the ability, but you've been pretending to be weak!"

"Oh?" Li Wei, with his eyes closed, did not get angry; he was analyzing the scene before him.

Although his eyes were closed, his psychic perception remained fully activated, and Angron's every move was displayed before his eyes.

However, at this moment, Angron's movements were displayed in real time in his left eye, while his right eye showed Angron's movements in the next few seconds.

The wizard Li Wei's talent was indeed very poor. Even after he gained eyes that could analyze everything, he remained so. To achieve results, he could only rely on slow and painstaking effort.

However, his psychic talent was extremely high, and he had already mastered all the psychic secrets of the five major schools of the Thousand Sons.

However, under normal circumstances, he doesn't actually need to use the psionic secret techniques of his other four major schools. His Fire Phoenix School's psionic fireballs can deal with any powerful enemy or danger.

Unable to use lethal psychic energy, Li Wei proactively activated the psychic support abilities of the other three major schools.

The Black Raven School prophesied that his psychic powers granted him the ability to foresee the future, allowing him to detect Angron's actions several seconds in advance.

The Brightfeather School's bio-psychic powers granted him physical enhancements, allowing him to keep up with Angron's rapid attack pace.

The Skyhawk School's psychic powers granted him the ability to read minds, allowing him to discern the intentions behind Angron's every attack.

The combination of these three schools of thought gave Li Wei the confidence to face Angron, whose melee abilities were almost unbeatable.

However, Levi could only barely keep up with Angron's terrifying melee speed. It took him a long time to adapt before he finally gained the upper hand.