The Geared Immortal

Chapter 687

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Assassin's blade, that's what they are called. Two silvery spherical balls that can move according to the command of its user would sneakily fly towards their target and wait for an opportune time to strike. They are very dangerous and at the same time an effective and silent weapon that is traceless and silent.

Right now, there are two such artifacts that are currently following Shin Jiao in the shadows as he enters the coliseum.

The entire place is filled with people as they are watching the current matches that are happening in the many fighting platforms down below. The preliminary matches are held simultaneously and those who will win the preliminary single-elimination matches would then proceed to the next match until only around 100 plus players are left.

From then the top 100 rankings would start. Those that would be eliminated from this ranking would just receive 1% of the materials produced by the alchemy association.

In the past years, Vitol town could not place in the top 100 along with some of the towns which are considered as weak. However, since the emergence of their two genius fighter, Vitol town has placed itself within the top 100 rankings.

And this has caused the other weak town to be a bit envious of their luck for receiving those two people. But then, that was it. For more than a century now, they did not progress and just placed near the bottom of the top 100 towns.

Though it is still a cause for envy in most towns, those more powerful than them, Vitol town is nothing in their eyes. Fushang Xu and Vitina Kiwazo are just not strong enough to propel the town's status higher. As a result, they just maintain their rankings among the bottom ladder of the top 100 towns.

As Shin Jiao enters the audience stand, he saw the huge arena which is unlike what he has seen before. This is because the fighters are actually fighting in thousands of locations in a different place. What he could see is thousands of spheres that look like worlds. And in those lifeless worlds, there are many fighters in a single planet who could fight with all their might.

Using powerful magic and super strength which could shatter mountains, everyone is going all out. Without the suppression from the immortal land, the immortals are able to release their full power which is very devastating and destructive.

Shin Jiao was a bit amazed, but he noticed that he could not watch the matches that efficiently. If one wanted to watch a match, he should focus his mind and concentrate the energy in his body into his eyes to see that small display that could be seen on the fighting platform below.

Right at this moment, Shin Jiao now realized that those platforms are actually not fighting platforms, but instead they are kind of like a teleport pod. And the people in those platforms are the ones monitoring the progress of the battle.

Shin Jiao tried to concentrate. And as soon as he did that, he watches one of the matches and saw a person being killed by his opponent using a sharp metallic spike which suddenly appears on his hand and pierced it directly to that person's head.

After that brutal fight, the two figures disappear from that world. However, the only one who would appear on stage is the winner.

Shin Jiao could now see many people coming down from the stage and walking back to their teams. Then he could hear the audiences discussing the battles.

As he watches, Shin Jiao suddenly noticed himself feeling a bit uncomfortable. He could not explain it, but he knew that something is wrong. With that feeling, he immediately spread his psychokinesis and began looking around him.

Those people around him suddenly feel weird. They seem to feel that some kind of slight blowing air touching their skin.

When Shin Jiao did this, his eyes suddenly went wide and his heart almost stopped. This is because on a ceiling around 50 meters away from him, two spherical balls are slowly changing shapes. He then saw the two forming into 5-inches sharp thin spikes.

He was glad for his instincts. Because of it, he is able to discover the danger hanging above his head. He wonders who wanted to harm him. But he did not have time to think about anything anymore. Shin Jiao did not hesitate and immediately covered those two things that have already formed into sharp spikes and is currently pointing at his head with his psychokinesis.

Meanwhile, on a special booth, a young elf is currently looking at Shin Jiao's direction as he tries to control the killing intent in his heart. But the smile on his face is disturbing and unsettling for those who could see him.

The other high elves within the booth are busy watching the matches below and did not notice the action of the young high elf except for one.

"Le'as, what are you doing?" a cold and icy voice suddenly interrupted the young elf.

The other who heard this shifted their gaze to the person talking.

Upon seeing the white-robed high elf, they all immediately stood up and put their right hand in a fist to their chest and then bowed.

"Greeting, my lord!"

"Greeting, my lord!"

The high elves warrior in the booth greeted the white-robed high elf.

As he walks towards Le'as, all the eyes in the room follow him.

"I am asking you, what are you doing?" the white-robed high elf asked this time he is already standing in front of Le'as.

"My… my lord… I am… I am just… I am just teaching a punk a lesson. He… He killed one of us."

When the white-robed man heard this, he glared at Le'as. Then he shifted his gaze to the rest of the group.

"We already have a problem with the condition of Lord Ming'sel. And now you wanted to create a problem with some peasant? Are you stupid? For a champion in the last tournament… you… you lack something inside your head… don't you?" the lord scolded.

Hearing the scolding from the lord, Le'as lowered his head. But discontent immediately shrouded his heart. He clenches his fist and anger slowly rose from within him.

How could he suffer such humiliating words? Then his mind suddenly shifted to that person who caused this… that stupid peasant.

Though it is lower for his high status to go down and take revenge. But his pride would not let it go.

He immediately wanted to send the instruction to those spheres telepathically. He wanted to kill that person to lighten his resentment even just for a little. And the rest, he would just blow it all up in the fight.

Seeing the complicated and changing aura in the body of Le'as, the corner of the lord's mouth rose a bit.

"Good… I knew you were a simpleton… Just a small nudge and you immediately erupted. With you like that, our win is now sure." The lord thought.

Le'as Modrid is a talented high elf with high fighting potential. Although he is not the strongest representative of all the high elves sent to the human race territory, Le'as Mordrid can be considered as a force to be reckoned with.

"Lord Jul'la, our match is about to start…" a high elf servant suddenly called out from outside the booth.

Upon hearing this, Jul'la showed a faint smile on his face. The reason why he visited the booth is that he wanted to prepare Le'as. And now that he is ready, then they would show them once again the might of the high elves.

Meanwhile, in the audience stand. Shin Jiao is looking around him and curious about who is the person who wanted to kill him. He didn't want to know the reason. He just wanted to know who.

Shin Jiao did not offend anyone in this place except for those… high elves.

His eyes suddenly darted towards the booths. But he could not see the people inside of those things. If only he has his absolute sense, then he could have seen his enemy already. However, in this place, he could not do anything but to wait while a looming danger is around him.

He suddenly thought of the mysterious needle and why he is unable to do anything about it. Then his attention went to those two balls which have turned into spikes. He also wanted to know how they were made, and what kind of technology is used to make them shapeshift just like that.

"If I can get my hands on those things, then I know I can improve my crafting technique by another level." Shin Jiao muttered to himself as he is really tempted to get those sharp spikes.

However, it is not the right time yet. He needs to wait for his enemy's next move. That way he will know if his conjecture is right.

Who knows if the high elves are the real owner of those things or another person who wanted to use the high elves as a cover to kill him?

Thinking up to this point, Shin Jiao suddenly froze.

"Why would someone wanted to kill me?" he thought.

He is a nobody, a mere peasant. Who would want to get their hands dirty on a mere peasant or even if they think that he is a servant?

Then his eyes landed on the ring on his finger. It is transparent and could not be noticed by anyone unless they concentrate their attention on it.

"Has my secret been leaked?" Shin Jiao thought.

This made him suddenly think deeply that he did not notice that something is happening on the stage.

People who are watching the stage all gasped as they watch those tall figures with beautiful features. They are the champions of the last tournament, the high elves.

Everyone is currently whispering and some are betting in secret on who will win. A woman wearing a veil on her face suddenly approached the person in charge of the betting and handed him a small pouch filled with high-level energy core.

While this is happening, Shin Jiao was suddenly startled and alarmed, then he immediately shifted his sitting position.