Arknights is too real, right?

In fact, Xia Feng doesn't really understand what reaching the top means.

The general meaning should be to climb to the top and reach the highest point, which is a metaphor for reaching the highest level of some martial arts or skills.

But this thing cannot be judged objectively, because you can't compete with everyone in the world, and you can't be 100% sure that people in a certain ravine can't beat you. Just because they don't appear doesn't mean they don't exist.

Therefore, there is no real peak in the world, or everyone reaches the peak in their own hearts.

Of course, although it is somewhat inaccurate to say that he has reached the pinnacle, if he comes from the bottom of his heart, Xia Feng is not worried about Master Xiao's strength, even though Master Xiao has not shown his true strength.

But from an objective perspective, he still cannot be blindly optimistic.

After all, this is already the top 8, and Master Xiao is his only helper at the moment. He must be mentally prepared for the worst outcome.

The first game of the quarterfinals in the morning was Tailin versus Pitt.

In the ring, the duel between Tailin and Peter was quite exciting. After watching the competition for several days, this should be the highest level one so far.

Figures flickered and swords flew. Tailin's swordsmanship emphasized the word "fast", while Peter's swordsmanship focused on the word "steady".

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!"

The crisp sounds of hand-to-hand combat came one after another. Every swing of the two men took into account both offense and defense. In the high-intensity confrontation, their insight and judgment were full, and the movements made it difficult for the audience to follow.

Each knife seems simple, but it is actually a complex psychological game. To put it simply, the audience only sees the second floor. They think that the two people in the duel are on the first floor. In fact, they are on the fifth floor.

During the high-intensity fight, the audience had forgotten to cheer, and the entire auditorium was silent except for the sound of swords clashing.

Turtle hugged the popcorn and kept shaking his little head following the figure on the ring.

Xia Feng also looked at it very seriously. Seeing the stalemate between the two, he muttered to himself.

"It's too stalemate. Can't we wait until the afternoon?"

Hong Dao, who was sitting next to him, narrowed his eyes.

"Is it a stalemate? I seem to have seen the results."

Before Xia Feng could say anything, Xiao Yunye also said softly.

"100 moves will definitely determine the winner."

Xia Feng didn't understand and didn't dare to ask any more questions. He could only shut his mouth and continue reading.

But soon, the predictions of Hong Dao and Master Xiao were confirmed.

Peter's sword skills are as steady as an old dog's. It is the result of extensive training and actual combat. He is not messy at all during high-intensity fights, and even his breathing is maintained at a stable frequency.

But in a master's duel, stability is important, but the real defense is offense. The flash of swords is like a raging flood. In the rapids, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Soon, Peter was still stable, but Tailin's swordsmanship had changed.

With a leap, Tailin jumped into the air.

It is foolish to jump into the air during a master duel, because your actions will be easily predicted if you lose grip.

But Tailin seemed to be rebellious and did the opposite. After jumping into the air, he quickly adjusted his body to be parallel to the ground, and the sword in his hand tilted down like a rainstorm.

Peter, who originally wanted to predict where Tailin would land, was stunned by this move.

It turns out that Tailin didn't want to change positions by jumping, but he didn't intend to fight you on a horizontal line at all.

Tapping his toes, Tailin kept jumping into the air. The long sword would only attack when his body was higher than Peter. In other words, if Peter wanted to fight him, he could only fight with his head raised in a very uncomfortable manner.

Xia Feng in the audience slapped his thigh.

"I've seen this move before! It's called palm technique falling from the sky, oh no, sword technique."

Gradually, Tailin's sword moves became more and more outrageous. Because of the resistance generated by the impact of the weapon, he could maintain his body at a certain height, stand upside down in the air, and thrust the long sword towards Pete's Tianling Gai.

Peter obviously had not practiced "anti-air strikes" specifically. Tailin took off as soon as he landed, not parallel to him for even half a moment. This fancy but powerful sword technique made him complain endlessly.

On the other hand, Tai Lin, who was diving at low altitude like a bomber, was hitting faster and faster. His body began to rotate in mid-air, and the sword peak became more difficult to predict.

The audience in the audience felt as if Tailin's whole body had transformed into a tornado, twisting up Peter below and making his eyes squint.

Xia Feng watched with horror below. It was obvious that Tai Lin's strength was completely worthy of Yin Hui's evaluation. He couldn't imagine what kind of hard training he had to go through to develop such an outrageous swordsmanship.

This is like a tiger in the forest growing wings. Not only can it tear apart any prey on the ground, but it can also fly.

At this moment, Xia Feng couldn't help but wonder, if the person in the ring now was himself, whether he could withstand Tailin's offensive without drawing out the black and white twins.

In the arena.

Facing the sword peak that went straight up and down, Peter was already unable to resist. This sword technique that violated the rules of physics made his whole body burst.

"Pfft!"

As the blood mist burst out from his shoulders, he finally cracked open.

The skin on his shoulder was torn by the sword peak, and the severe pain caused Peter to tilt his body. In an instant, his elbows, wrists, and ears were all scratched.

"Ding!"

The next second, the saber that was not held tightly due to the pain was shaken away. Peter, who lost his weapon, could only roll on the spot to avoid Tailin's pursuit.

Peter, who had rolled to the side, had just propped himself up with his hands when Tailin's long sword had arrived in an instant.

"wait"

Before Peter could say anything, Tailin had mercilessly chopped him to the ground again.

Screams pierced the sky, dozens of wounds were cut on Peter's body, and blood spattered all over the floor.

Seeing Peter who was so seriously injured that he could no longer speak, the referee immediately announced.

"Contestant Tailin, win!"

After hearing the result announced by the referee, Tailin took back his sword without even looking at Peter, who was lying in a pool of blood. He turned around and left the ring indifferently.

Tailin won, and it only took less than 10 minutes from a close match at the beginning to the final crushing victory.

Xia Feng in the audience looked solemn.

He could see that Peter wanted to surrender just now, but Tailin did not give him a chance to speak, but chopped him into serious injuries when he was sure of victory.

The younger brother of the commander of the Royal Knights does not seem to be as upright as his elder brother.

Of course, a game is a battle, and giving your opponent a chance is cruelty to yourself, but Xia Feng always feels that this Tailin is a bit too much.

After the game, Turtle was a little frightened by the brutal battle. She turned to look at Xia Feng worriedly.

"Big Windmill, you don't want to be so seriously injured."

Xia Feng smiled at her.

"Don't worry, I'm stronger now, and I can handle any serious injury, no problem."

"Then you have to be careful too."

"It's okay, but you shouldn't care about me now. You should pay more attention to Master Xiao. It will be his turn to play in the next game."

Guigui turned to look at Xiao Yunye.

"Master Xiao, you have to work hard!"

Xiao Yunye stood up from his seat and said calmly.

"Xiao will come back as soon as he goes."

After that, he walked to the ring with his sword in hand.