Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Chapter 1267 Showing Off Flaws

It has to be said that, for the time being, Su Xiao really has no way to deal with Di Lin.

The other party is like an eel, slippery and elusive. Forget about catching them, you can't even get close to them.

Dillian's gliding trajectory over the sand became increasingly unpredictable. Her wings allowed her to stop abruptly, change direction, and even fly backwards for short distances. Every time Su Xiao was about to get close to her, she would suddenly increase her altitude and simultaneously unleash a row of spiral swords to block his pursuit route.

Su Xiao stopped and stood in the center of the sand, pointing the Dragon Slayer Blade diagonally at the ground. The blue-green arcs of electricity on the blade were dimmer than before.

The Destroyer is born for close combat; the corrosive effect of the Blue Steel Shadow energy can only be maximized upon contact, and ranged attacks have never been his forte.

He looked up at the red figure hovering in the air dozens of meters away, his brows furrowing slightly.

If one trick doesn't work, try another.

Su Xiao suddenly had a new idea, a tactic inspired by Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's Dark Soul Silk had shown amazing effects in the Viking Sea. Those fine, almost invisible threads could wrap around enemies without them noticing, restricting their movements and even forcibly pulling them out of spatial rifts.

Su Xiao doesn't have Dark Soul Silk, but he has similar methods.

While the Boundary Severance Thread isn't as sophisticated as the Dark Soul Silk, it's sufficient for ambushing people.

Su Xiao released the Boundary Lines from his fingertips. The threads were as thin as hair and almost invisible in the dust kicked up by the sand.

He didn't let the silk thread fly directly towards Dillian, as that would be too easily detected.

He spread the silk thread along the surface of the sand, using the reflection of the sand and the obscuring effect of the dust, extending it little by little towards Dillian.

The silk thread moved very slowly, almost imperceptibly, but Su Xiao was not in a hurry.

What he needed was an opportunity, a chance to lower Dilling's guard.

The opportunity came soon.

Dillian adjusted the angle of her wings in mid-air, preparing to launch a new round of firing.

She grabbed at the air with her left hand, and three spiral swords materialized beside her, their tips all pointing at Su Xiao on the ground.

Just as she was about to release the string, Su Xiao moved.

Instead of charging forward, he took a step to the left, leaning his body slightly forward, holding the Dragon Slayer horizontally in front of him, assuming a standard blocking stance.

Dillian's eyes lit up.

Su Xiao's step was flawed; he leaned too far forward, putting his body in an unstable state. If attacked at this moment, he would find it difficult to respond effectively in the first instance.

Dilling has an extremely keen sense of combat, and she won't let such a mistake slip by.

In her opinion, Su Xiao might have made such a basic mistake because he had been chasing her for too long and his physical strength or concentration had declined.

Three spiral swords were fired simultaneously.

The first shot was aimed at Su Xiao's chest, the second blocked his right side from dodging, and the third flew close to the ground, targeting his ankle.

The trajectories of the three swords were meticulously calculated, ensuring that no matter how Su Xiao dodged, he would be hit by at least one of them.

Su Xiao did try to hide, but he did it with great difficulty.

He parried the first spiral sword with Dragon Slayer, the blade colliding with the sword, producing a crisp metallic clang, the sword shattered, and golden fragments scattered everywhere.

A second spiral sword swept past his right side, the force of the blade leaving a shallow crease on his black trench coat.

But he didn't completely dodge the third spiral sword.

The blade grazed the hilt of the Dragon Slayer, and the force of the rotation traveled from the hilt to Su Xiao's wrist. He loosened his grip, and the Dragon Slayer flew out of his hand, tumbling several times in mid-air before embedding itself in the sand. The blade was buried in the sand, leaving only the hilt sticking out.

In the stands, commentator Haak let out a gasp.

"The weapon has been knocked out of Bai Ye's hand! This has never happened before in previous matches!"

His voice echoed within the amplification array, carrying obvious surprise and excitement.

Gasps of surprise rose from the audience. Those who didn't know much about Su Xiao stared wide-eyed at the long sword stuck in the sand, then at Su Xiao, who was empty-handed. Their expressions changed from shock to anticipation.

In most people's eyes, Su Xiao's fighting power is mostly due to this knife. Once the knife is knocked away, Su Xiao will be basically like a fish out of water.

When Dillian saw this, her eyes lit up.

She had waited far too long for this opportunity. From their first encounter on the barren island, she had been completely dominated by Su Xiao, without even a chance to fight back.

She had prepared for so long, researched so many tactics, and used so many trump cards, all for this moment.

Now that Su Xiao's knife is gone, his strongest weapon is no longer in his hands. This is her best chance, and perhaps her only chance.

The Li elemental longbow in her hand instantly shattered, and the golden fragments reformed in her palm, transforming into a slender rapier.

The sword is slender and long, with fine, flowing patterns on its surface, and the tip leaves tiny scratches in the air.

With a sudden flap of her wings, she swooped down from the sky at an astonishing speed, the tip of her rapier aimed directly at Su Xiao's chest.

Serphia sat at the highest point of the stands, taking in the entire scene.

Her brows were furrowed, not because she was worried about Dillian, but because she had seen through Su Xiao's intentions.

That flaw was too deliberate, as deliberate as someone deliberately tripping on a flat road.

Given Su Xiao's demonstrated combat skills, such a basic mistake was simply impossible.

He was fishing, using the Dragon Slayer as bait to catch Dillin, a fish whose eyes had already turned red.

Serphia opened her mouth, wanting to speak up and remind them, but the words stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

This is a battle for supremacy, a competition dominated by the Void Tree; any external interference will be prevented by the rules. She could only sit there, watching her disciple walk step by step into the trap set by Su Xiao.

The old destroyer of law leaned back in his chair, his cloudy eyes half-open, watching the battle in the arena.

His face showed no change in expression, and he didn't even blink.

In the eyes of someone who had fought his whole life, Su Xiao's little tricks were no match for theirs.

Such petty tricks as feigning weakness are utterly insignificant. If they were placed in the same position, they wouldn't have launched a forceful attack like Dillian.

On the contrary, they will continue with their previous strategy of attrition from a distance, because Dillian's current actions are tantamount to abandoning her most proficient offensive methods and instead engaging Su Xiao in close combat. In the eyes of Old Miefa and others, this is completely putting the cart before the horse.

Mond sat on the floor, watching Su Xiao stand empty-handed in the middle of the sand, while Dillian swooped down from the sky, and couldn't help but scratch his head.

"Doctor, Bai Ye's acting is so fake! How could his knife be knocked away?"

"Whether it's fake or not doesn't matter, what matters is that Di Lin believes it." "Right now, all she can think about is proving herself, and she doesn't even consider whether Su Xiao is acting. When people are in this state, they only see opportunities, not traps."

Mond nodded as if he understood, then shook his head.

"So, is she doomed this time?"

Lin Yi did not answer, but his silence itself was the answer.

In the arena, Dillian's rapier was less than two meters from Su Xiao's chest.

The golden light on the sword tip grew brighter and brighter; it was the radiance produced by the highly concentrated Li element, enough to blast a bowl-sized hole in the target's chest the moment it struck.

Her eyes were fixed on Su Xiao's chest, where his heart was, the target of this sword strike.

Su Xiao stood still, motionless.

His right hand hung at his side, while his left hand was slightly raised, seemingly trying to block the incoming rapier. However, the movement was too slow, so slow that even an ordinary spectator could see that he simply didn't have time to block the sword.

A smile appeared on Dilling's lips, the joy of impending success, the release of emotions that had been suppressed for too long finally finding an outlet.

Just as the rapier was less than half a meter from Su Xiao's chest, Su Xiao moved.

But his gaze went past Dillian's shoulder and landed on the empty space behind her.

Dillian's instincts kicked in frantically, her body reacting faster than her brain. The rapier's attack was slightly halted at the last moment, while the Li elemental shield in her left hand condensed and took shape beside her.

But it was too late.

Su Xiao clenched his left hand tightly, and the boundary lines that had stretched along the sand for half a day instantly tightened.

Dilline felt a tremendous pulling force coming from her wings. The delicate threads had somehow become entangled in her Li elemental wings, forming several knots at the base of the wings.

Her dive was abruptly interrupted, and she was suspended in mid-air for a fraction of a second, like a puppet on a string.

At that very moment, Su Xiao reached out with his right hand, and the other end of the Boundary Line shot out from his fingertip, precisely wrapping around the hilt of the Dragon Slayer Blade stuck in the sand.

With a flick of his wrist, the Dragon Slayer Flash was pulled from the sand, drawing an arc in the air as it flew toward him.

At the same time, he leaned forward, pushed off the ground with his right foot, and charged towards Dillian like an arrow.

Dillian reacted very quickly; the moment her wings were entangled by the boundary line, she knew she had fallen into a trap.

She released the Li elemental shield with her left hand, spread her five fingers, and a spiral sword condensed and took shape beside her, shooting towards Su Xiao.

She didn't need these spiral swords to hit Su Xiao; she only needed to force him back and buy herself time to break free of the boundary lines.

But Su Xiao didn't give her that chance.

His body sank slightly during the sprint, almost gliding along the sand. Three spiraling swords flew over his head, the gust of wind from the blades ruffling his hair.

His right hand caught the flying Dragon Slayer in mid-air. The moment the hilt touched his hand, the blue-green arcs of electricity on the blade surged violently, and the dazzling light exploded on the sand, scorching the sand grains within a radius of several meters.

Dillian's pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints.

She knew what was going to happen next; she had experienced it once before on the barren island, and she would never forget that feeling.

Her body instinctively leaned back, and at the same time, Li Yuansu condensed into a hexagonal shield in front of her. The shield was at least twice as thick as before, and the golden light was so thick that it almost dripped down.

The Dragon Slayer Strike was unleashed.

The moment the blade collided with the shield, there was no loud bang as expected, only a very slight cracking sound, like someone stepping on thin ice.

The blade pierced the shield as easily as piercing a piece of paper; the dense Li element was utterly vulnerable to the energy of the Azure Steel Shadow.

The golden light on the shield's surface flickered violently a few times before exploding with a bang, scattering fragments everywhere.

The moment the shield shattered, Dillian's body fell backward, almost lying flat on the sand. The blade of the Dragon Slayer flashed past her, the tip of the blade less than five centimeters from her nose.

She could feel the sharp wind from the blade brushing against her cheek, as cold as the north wind in winter.

She braced herself with her left hand on the ground and rolled to her right, trying to create distance.

But Su Xiao didn't give her that chance. He tapped his left foot on the ground, spun around, and unleashed a horizontal slash, the blade aimed straight for Di Lin's waist and abdomen.

Dillian didn't have time to get up, so she could only hold her rapier upright at her side to block.

The sword and blade collided, producing a piercing metallic clang, and sparks flew everywhere.

Dillian felt a tremendous force coming from the rapier, a force that made her entire arm go numb, and a tearing pain came from the web of her hand.

She gritted her teeth, pushed her rapier forward, and used the momentum to retreat.

Her body slid a distance across the sand, her boots carving two deep furrows in the sand.

She knelt on the sand, her right hand gripping a rapier, her left hand covering the web of her right arm where a small gash was oozing dark red blood that dripped onto the sand.

Dillian looked up and met Su Xiao's gaze.

Those eyes held no emotion, no victor's triumph, no superiority of the strong; only a chilling calm.

That calmness was more hurtful than any words, because it meant that in Su Xiao's eyes, she was never an opponent worth taking seriously.

Dillian took a deep breath and cleared those messy thoughts from her mind.

Her right arm was trembling slightly, and blood was still seeping from the wound on her hand.

She stood up, holding her rapier horizontally in front of her, the tip pointing at Su Xiao.

There was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, left from when she was grazed by the wind from the blade, which stood out starkly against her pale skin.

Serphia shifted her gaze from Dillian to the whispering crowd in the stands.

The elders of the demon race wore undisguised smiles, occasionally glancing up at her with amusement in their eyes.

Serphia felt like a monkey being watched by everyone.

By doing this, Dillian was essentially telling everyone that her teaching level as Serfia was just so-so, not even as good as Su Xiao, a wild Law Destroyer.

She took a deep breath and suppressed the anger that welled up from the bottom of her heart.

We must not get angry, we must not lose our composure, and we must not give those people the opportunity to laugh at us.

She closed her eyes, clearing the jumbled thoughts from her mind, and turned her gaze back to the arena. (End of Chapter)