I'm not just human!

"Big brother, what happened? Are you hurt?"

"Caesar, are you alright? Hey, where's Levimir?

Xia Fa smiled bitterly to himself, truly unsure how to explain.

You can't exactly say that Levimel didn't attack you at all, yet somehow managed to reveal some of your secrets in just a few words.

Not only that, but he also taught me a lot of very useful and top-secret occult knowledge, and even gave me a secret technique.

Just then, on the commentary booth, which everyone was temporarily ignoring.

The commentator's face was full of anger, showing signs of anger for the first time.

As a physical entity, his rule is that "he must provide a complete commentary on the entire match and prevent the match from being disrupted more than once."

After all, he is a commentator, and he is commentating on the "match" that is most prone to all kinds of unexpected situations. Therefore, his rules are slightly more lenient, allowing the match to be disrupted once, but never a second time.

Just now, under the "manipulation" and "influence" of the one-man show actor, Michel seriously injured Becker, which is the first time he has disrupted the match.

And now, this Levimir has suddenly launched an attack on Shafa, who is using the alias Caesar, for the second time!

This violates the rules governing his status as an "entity".

In this situation, what Levimir will face is... his means as a physical entity!

The commentator glanced at the deck of the pirate ship, at the spot where Levimir had disappeared, intending to use this as a way to track down his whereabouts.

But with just that one glance, the commentator froze instantly.

Then, immense fear, inch by inch, rose up from his face.

"Wait... who is this...!!!"

The commentator's anger subsided in an instant.

Anyway, since he was commentating on a Super Fighting Grand Prix, a competition of the level that the Angel-level overlords participated in, and was invited by the Golden Beacon Scroll, he was already in a semi-"unbound" state and could choose not to trigger his own rules.

More important than the rules is my life...

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect our contestant named Levimir to be so... um..."

After thinking for a long time, the commentator spoke into the microphone in a way that avoided revealing Levermir's identity while also not overstepping his authority:

"...both brave and resourceful."

Courageous and resourceful?

what the hell!

The audience drawn from across the universe, along with the young overlords, were all stunned. What kind of adjective is that?

But immediately, the commentator explained:

“I know what everyone is thinking, but this contestant named Levimir, after attempting to ambush Caesar, immediately left when the ambush failed. Isn’t that a display of both courage and strategy?”

"Now that he has left, I will not make a move."

"Let's just consider this a little episode in the competition."

After a slight pause, the commentator suddenly waved his hand, and his voice became passionate again:

"Alright, I hereby announce that the second match of the third round will be between Caesar and Levimir..."

"...Caesar wins!"

Hearing the commentator's voice saying "the dust has settled," Xia Fa breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly feeling that he was actually quite lucky.

In any case, they finally advanced to the semifinals without much trouble.

In particular, after the rest following the first round against Kazimierz, and the easy handling of the second round, plus the fact that they "dodged" the third round in a sense.

In this situation, I... am almost back to my peak condition!

With his mood slightly relaxed, Xia Fa stretched his muscles and bones, ready to face the real battle and the real formidable enemy.

I wonder if I'll face Tefalo, the Clown of Laughter, or the One-Act Actor in the semifinals.

Now that Levimir has left, only these three top-tier angel-level overlords pose a threat to his acquisition of the Golden Beacon Scroll.

As for Ruscond and Cortel... they haven't even mastered the divine battle techniques, and they'll probably be eliminated as soon as they encounter Tefalo or a one-act actor.

With two matches remaining in the third round, Xia Fa simply sat down in the mechanical massage chair.

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't help but recall what Levi had told him.

"Besides the sacred metal Pure White Light-Chasing Crystal Silver, do I also need to absorb Star Whispering Secret Titanium and Dream Deep-Diving Shadow Gold?"

"So, the Whispering Stars Mystic Titanium should correspond to the Star Gate, and the Dream Deep Shadow Gold can only correspond to the Arcane Singularity."

"I wonder if I'll be able to cut open at least one of them from the belly of the traveling whale at the bounty event in two days. Just one will do..."

Thinking about the third overlord-level secret contract he was about to sign, Xia Fa was preparing to use the secret technique that Levimir had taught him to see if the number of people who believed in him had actually reached 100,000.

"So"

"Round 3, Match 3."

"By Ruscond, versus One-Act Actor!"

Just then, the commentator's voice rang out, drawing his attention.

boom!

The young man named Ruscond, who was covered in heavy armor, had an extremely domineering face, and a strong and agile physique, suddenly landed on the metal arena.

Then, the ordinary-looking brown-haired, round-faced youth whom Xia Fa had previously paid extra attention to also walked slowly onto the metal arena with a smile on his face.

"As expected, he is the one-act actor..."

Xia Fa's eyes narrowed slightly; this match didn't require much attention.

Because the one-act actor is an angelic overlord who has mastered a divine battle technique!

Just as Tefalo easily outshone Michel, the one-act actor could probably easily outshine this unknown Rusconsin.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened that Xia Fa, the other young overlords, and the audience throughout the universe did not expect!

Ruscondol, with his arms crossed, casually raised his right hand and extended three fingers toward the one-man actor.

"Three moves."

His domineering and arrogant demeanor was on full display at this moment, giving people a sense of the oppressive aura of a king descending upon the world.

"I'll take you down in three moves."

Chapter 226 Semifinals: Xia Fa vs. the Laughing Clown! They unexpectedly became relatives during the match? (Part 1)

"Three moves?"

Ruscond's words rang out clearly both inside and outside the golden barrier.

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

Many audience members wore expressions of extreme astonishment, wondering if they had misheard.

Three moves?

You should know that the one-act actor is an angel-level overlord who has mastered a divine battle technique!

Among the angels, who dares to say they can defeat Him in three moves?

Even Tefal and the Laughing Clown couldn't do that!

Many viewers immediately began to think hard and recall whether Ruscond had any particularly strong or amazing performance in the first or second round.

Xia Fa was also somewhat surprised, not expecting that such an unexpected and formidable player would emerge even in the quarterfinals.

After all, all thirty-two contestants in this competition are at least angels.

To be more specific, there are ordinary angels, angel-level overlords who have signed a hegemon-level secret contract, and top-tier angel-level overlords who have mastered a divine battle technique and signed a hegemon-level secret contract.

Although Ruscondro is only an angel-level overlord, his strength and status are enough to make him a king in the outside world.

In other words, He probably wouldn't deliberately do anything to make a spectacle of himself.

In other words... does this guy named Ruscond really have enough confidence to defeat a one-act actor?

Xia Fa immediately perked up and began to scrutinize Ruscondron more closely, trying to see what made him so extraordinary.

On the metal arena, Ruscond stood with his arms crossed, his face cold and domineering, with a hint of arrogance in his expression.

He had long, spiky hair that casually draped over his shoulders, adding to his domineering masculine aura. He had a broad, straight nose, thin lips, and indifferent, resolute eyes that conveyed a sense of looking down upon the world.

Coupled with his heavy armor, his agile, inverted triangular physique, and the way he crossed his arms, he exuded an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Xia Fa suddenly realized that he seemed to have indeed overlooked this contestant.

At first, his attention was focused only on Tefal, Casimir, the Laughing Clown, the Painter, and the One-Act Performer.

Although Levi-Morley suddenly appeared later, Levi-Morley was no longer participating in the competition. Moreover, not only did he not pose any threat to me, he actually taught me a lot of extremely valuable occult knowledge.

With Casimir and the Painter eliminated, Shafa thought he only needed to deal with two of the three: Tefalo, the Clown of Laughter, and the One-Act Actor.

But now it seems that this Ruscond is not to be underestimated.

"By the way, what was the situation in His first round?"

Xia Fa tried to recall, and then somewhat embarrassedly realized that he had absolutely no recollection of it.

Because there were a total of sixteen matches in the first round, in the second half, seeing that the top angel-level overlords such as the Clown of Laughter and the Painter had easily taken the stage and defeated their opponents, leaving only the One-Acts Actor who had not yet appeared for a long time, he went to the toilet halfway through.

When they returned, the one-act actor still hadn't appeared on stage, but several more performances had already been completed.

Looking back now, it's likely that both Levimir and Ruskonjo easily defeated their opponents in the first round and advanced while they were in the bathroom.

"Do you remember this Ruscondo? What secret abilities did he use in the first round? Can you tell which overlord-level secret agreement he signed?"

Xia Fa nudged Alexander with his elbow, trying to ask him a question.

Unexpectedly, Alexander shook his head very directly and blankly:

"No, He seemed to have played in the later rounds of the first round. I fell asleep in the chair at the time... It's all my fault for making this mechanical massage chair too comfortable."

Tefalo, however, holding his scimitar, also stared at Rusconsin on the metal ring, his gaze slightly narrowed, and slowly spoke:

"This Ruscondo... In his first encounter, he faced an angel who had not signed a supreme-level covenant, and he won easily. As for the supreme-level covenant He signed, it seems to be the Primordial Stomach."