Crime Prison Island
Chapter 555 - 250: Unable to Seek Death

Chapter 555: Chapter 250: Unable to Seek Death

Mu Sha saw that Gao Xin did not pursue his victory, allowing him a moment to breathe.

He knew that Gao Xin was truly abiding by his promise to not defeat him within ten hours.

Sleep? That was impossible; Gao Xin must have been feigning sleep.

Sitting cross-legged, merely secretly manipulating the Exoskeleton Armor to fight against him for ten hours undefeatable, then defeat him with a thunderous strike afterward?

"Nice idea, but arrogance is a sharp sword!"

"I’ve had countless opportunities, and you... only one!"

"A prolonged defense will fail; I will win!"

Mu Sha’s eyes were sharp, his spirit still full of fight.

He had judged before that Gao Xin’s style of combat meant that a single mistake could lead to total defeat.

And now, Gao Xin’s actions were further magnifying his own weaknesses.

Ten whole hours, wouldn’t he, Mu Sha, seize the opportunity?

"I’ve been Tiger King before, after all!"

Mu Sha stepped forward, his foot creating a spider web-like lightning pattern.

This was the elasticity of a super jump bone, which couldn’t penetrate the tungsten alloy of the arena, so it could only spread from the soles and adhere to the surface.

But that was enough because he had participated in the Tiger King Conference three times already and had become accustomed to the arena, even integrating the Stepping Forward Slash with Biological Power.

His Stepping Forward Slash mainly used magnetic propulsion for a linear high-speed charge.

"Extreme Speed Thunder Slash!"

His speed soared to an extreme, leaving behind a trail of electric afterimages.

His body emblazoned with lightning patterns, his sword struck even faster with a High Energy Slash.

Gao Xin didn’t move at all; his shield was raised forward, blocking the slash, while simultaneously his axe-chisel cut down.

But that was exactly what Mu Sha wanted him to do; indeed, it was just like before.

This time, however, he did not bet everything on the first strike.

In an instant, Mu Sha made a stunning refraction; his left leg kicked out at high speed, creating countless afterimages.

His body immediately swept to the right side, instantly avoiding Gao Xin’s frontal assault.

At the same time, Mu Sha’s right leg also trembled rapidly, even splitting his leg bones.

This was a more terrifying sharp-angle turn, directly charging through the air creating a triangular streak of electricity.

Lightning Refraction! A thunderous strike was about to slash at the back of Gao Xin’s head.

Fast! This time, he displayed terrifying control over his body and the use of electromagnetic force, making his movements as quick as lightning.

"This strike will take your life!"

Mu Sha was so fast that he almost couldn’t react himself, his blade nearly splitting Gao Xin’s head.

But what welcomed him, was a Demon Blade.

"Clang!"

The blade met Mu Sha’s attack, and it weakened the electric current on his weapon.

Meanwhile, more than a dozen arms had predicted his move, as if confident the Demon Blade would block the strike, and directly aimed at where Mu Sha would be after the block.

In just an instant, Mu Sha was attacked from all directions.

Sea-splitting Spear, Absolute Shadow Blade... and various hand gesture palm strikes.

Lightning Ball, plasma clouds, High-pressure air cannon... and even a solid punch that hit him squarely in the face.

Mu Sha was too fast; rather than saying the punch hit him, it was more like he moved right into it, slamming into it fiercely.

In that moment, his head went blank, and his body felt like it was struck a hundred times, convulsing crazily, tearing, bursting with blood!

"Puff, puff, puff, puff! Boom!"

Mu Sha, fighting for his life with the Lightning Refractive Slash, was not only parried but also struck back a hundred times over.

The first punch dazed him, and he was completely unable to counter afterward.

By the time he regained his senses, he had already been blasted away, his body severely damaged.

His Exoskeleton Armor had shattered, his tendons and bones were broken, and all his internal organs had been slashed by sharp blades.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle..."

Mu Sha’s throat was crushed; he whimpered a few times before he barely managed to crawl up using the wall.

He was utterly defeated. His lightning-fast moves seemed to have plunged straight into an ambush, resulting in a brutal beating.

In that split second, he felt as if he was being attacked from all sides.

Gao Xin, sitting cross-legged with his back to the enemy, radiated the immense presence of an army of thousands.

Each move just now was so ingenious that Mu Sha struggled to defend, let alone handle more than a dozen of them?

Moreover, they were coordinated with each other, each move laying the groundwork for the next, the ensuing strike always connecting perfectly with the consequences of the previous one.

He felt like he was being toyed with like a ball being kicked around by a group of people!

"How could this be, he completely saw through my offensive thrust?"

"Terrifying, is this a combat awareness a human can possess?"

Mu Sha felt utterly devastated.

Breathing heavily, he hastily rested to recover. With a Grade A repair agent, his wounds, though severe, could still heal.

While recovering, he brainstormed strategies.

"Long defense surely fails! Long defense surely fails!"

"Even if you have arms on all sides, there will be a moment when you can’t cover everything."

Mu Sha clenched his teeth tightly, persevering in his strategic thinking.

Since Tai Sui enjoyed striking with multiple arms at once, Mu Sha decided to lure him into counterattacking; just dodging once more would leave Gao Xin unable to defend his rear.

Thus, Mu Sha stood up again and attacked Gao Xin from behind.

This time, he reserved some moves, not betting everything on the first or second blow but assuming Gao Xin could resolve them.

"As long as I can dodge Tai Sui’s counterattack and then fight with all my might, I will win!"

Mu Sha launched another attack with spirit still intact.

Since Gao Xin could not defeat him, he could fight recklessly, fully focusing on overcoming the eighteen arms of defense.

So, once, twice, thrice... ten times... twenty times... thirty times...

Mu Sha kept attacking but was defeated by Gao Xin thirty-six consecutive times!

Every time, he was defeated differently.

When he thought he had tricked Gao Xin’s counterattack, he found out that he was the one who had actually been tricked.

After a wave of counterattacks, there was another wave.

And the counterattacks he thought he had dodged earlier had cut off his retreat.

Repeatedly, Mu Sha found himself defaulting to believing that Gao Xin could resolve his first, second, third, fourth... up to the thirty-sixth offense.

Continuously delaying his killer moves... delaying... and still delaying... keeping his moves until the end, he felt confused, sometimes even getting defeated without having launched his full-force, all-in attack.

Those eighteen arms were like nine perfectly synchronized warriors.

Even if one made a mistake, the other arms would cover for it, either defending crucial points or cleverly resolving the issue.

Even once, Mu Sha saw these arms sacrifice themselves to save another arm!

Such self-rescuing and supporting left and right combat was utterly baffling and beyond Mu Sha’s imagination.

"Boom!"

Mu Sha, for the last time, desperately neutralized the offensive of the eight weapons but was suddenly jabbed from below by a palm holding his sword fingers.

Tips of his fingers burst into an air cannon, with a loud muffled sound, Mu Sha’s lower body exploded outward.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

"Why can’t I break through, why can’t I break through!"

Mu Sha collapsed on the ground, vomiting blood and convulsing, his one hand frantically pounding the ground, his mentality shattered.

He looked up at the towering body of the Eight-Armed Asura, feeling as if he were gazing at an insurmountable peak.

Tai Sui turned his back to him, spreading all his arms, each gesture different, as if opening his arms, inviting him to try again.

But Mu Sha was already questioning his life.

One effort might fuel momentum, the second brings decline, the third exhausts.

And he had already attacked desperately thirty-six times, every time going all out, but each time he was thoroughly beaten.

Tai Sui just didn’t finish him off, those thirty-six times, outside this place, would equal thirty-six deaths! Thirty-six lives!

Mu Sha was like a player who could respawn infinitely, constantly testing and erroring, challenging a super-boss.

And then, the boss broke his spirit.

At this moment, he finally lost the will to fight.

"Mu Sha! Keep fighting! Why has he stopped?"

"Go on, it’s only been an hour, and you can’t lift your blade anymore?"

"You were given thirty-six chances, and you still can’t win?"

"Who was it that said they could overcome any foe, that one mistake by Tai Sui would cost him his life?"

"Come on, fight! You still have nine hours left!"

Because Mu Sha had stopped moving, the scene suddenly became boring and the comment spree frantically urged him on.

Although Mu Sha was intricately defeated, they couldn’t comprehend it, feeling it had only been an hour, and he should keep pushing.

Mu Sha had set a ten-hour pact himself, having only ’died’ thirty-six times so far.

But Mu Sha had given up, unable to truly face Gao Xin, not knowing this kind of despair.

Yes, he could like a player, constantly experiment, constantly study the boss’s attack patterns...

But... but he really didn’t understand it.

Does this BOSS really have an attack pattern?

He found that the patterns he had summarized were all damn wrong!

And they were traps, ones that could be used against him, landing him a severe beating.

Facing Tai Sui, a single misstep meant continual errors.

Daring to be aggressive even once meant being directly overwhelmed, as if he was handing his weaknesses to Tai Sui on a platter.

It was too desperate, Mu Sha began to understand those referees.

He had previously felt that Tai Sui’s method of fighting had large flaws, like walking on thin ice, where a single mistake leads to irreversible doom.

If there were one or two more tries, he would eventually lose.

But he, Mu Sha, had died thirty-six times, finally realizing that Tai Sui’s tactics were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.

Behind it seemed to be a highly sophisticated combat mindset.

But exactly where it wasn’t simple, he didn’t know, where it was incredibly powerful, he couldn’t see.

In any case, it was very strong, and it was only by experiencing it firsthand, after being badly beaten, that one would realize this strength.

"Do you still want to fight? Can you still win?"

Mu Sha was dispirited, starting to regret how slowly time passed.

In one hour, he showed the world that even with thirty-six lives, he couldn’t beat a motionless Tai Sui!

Should he keep fighting? Fight for what!

Continue to show the world that even with three hundred sixty lives, he can’t defeat Tai Sui?

Thinking of another nine hours, Mu Sha suddenly felt suffocated!

"I’m not fighting, I’m not fighting anymore."

"Eliminate me! Tai Sui, I’ve lost!"

Mu Sha ’bravely’ admitted defeat, sheathed his weapon at his waist, and walked straight towards Gao Xin.

However, Gao Xin completely ignored him.

On closer inspection, Gao Xin had his eyes closed, head bowed, with his chest slightly heaving, sleeping ever so sweetly.

"You eliminate me! Tai Sui! I’ve already admitted defeat."

At this moment, the scene was extremely weird, a situation that had never occurred before in history.

Mu Sha let down all defenses, actively approaching Gao Xin begging to be eliminated, but Gao Xin was sound asleep, unresponsive.

"You’re still pretending to sleep, aren’t you! Still pretending to sleep, aren’t you!"

Mu Sha, failing to lose, seeing Gao Xin in this state, was also extremely humiliated and angry.

Suddenly, fury ignited within him, he moved closer to Gao Xin, and suddenly drew his blade to slash at Gao Xin’s face.

Hit by this sudden sneak attack, Gao Xin’s eyelids didn’t even twitch.

Yet an arm suddenly appeared in front of him, standing up the sword fingers, emitting a protective field.

"Buzz!"

A glimmer of light flashed, and Mu Sha slashed against the barrier, creating intense ripples.

"Break through it!"

Mu Sha screamed with all his might, pressing the protective field into a depression.

The sword tip almost touched Gao Xin’s eyelashes, truly befitting his former status as Tiger King.

Yet he was still a step too late, a sudden hammer strike from the diagonal angle sent him flying on the spot.

In mid-flight, he was hit by various High Energy Slashes, again causing a burst of blood.

Mu Sha collapsed in the corner, his body battered and mangled.

He was on his last breath and burst into tears, "I can’t win... I truly can’t win..."

Seeing that Gao Xin still wouldn’t eliminate him, Mu Sha suddenly picked up his sword and chopped at himself.

Suicide!

He couldn’t bear the disgrace and planned to eliminate himself.

The tournament was a fight to the death, only being rescued at the last moment, so simply surrendering was useless, one must fight until one side dies.

He had realized that even with over three hundred lives, he couldn’t beat Gao Xin.

Could it be, in front of hundreds of thousands of spectators and many aspiring Tiger Kings, he must still lose face for nine more hours?

That really was a choice between fighting and being completely defeated or not fighting and lacking even the courage to draw his blade.

He now just wanted to leave quickly, hoping people would forget this battle.

"Boom!"

But suddenly, an arm launched a laser through the air, precisely hitting his wrist, severing his hand at the wrist.

His sword fell to the ground, his eyes hysterically fixed on the immobile Asura figure.

"What the hell? I can’t even kill myself? Are you a devil?"

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