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  Absolute Choice

  Author : Pear Lands In The Autumn Spring

  Translator : CKtalon

  Editor : CKtalon

  Copyright owned by China Literature

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter351 Erroneous Plot

  Chapter352 Humans are just this and nothing more!

  Chapter353 You have successfully infuriated This King

  Chapter354 The physique of humans is bad?

  Chapter355 But This King won't do so!

  Chapter356 His opponent is only himself

  Chapter357 Fuck Tomorrow

  Chapter358 In front of the Door of the Bravehearts, the meeting of girls

  Chapter359 Transforming without a word

  Chapter360 Come on, let's clash head on!

  Chapter361 Always waiting

  Chapter362 Heart feeling downtrodden, an exhaustion that comes from the soul

  Chapter363 None of you know anything about strength!

  Chapter364 What is he trying to do?

  Chapter365 The hard to beat Leonis

  Chapter366 Leonis who lost his reason

  Chapter367 The story behind the sword

  Chapter368 Even a fly wanted to bite a piece of meat from a lion

  Chapter369 No next second

  Chapter370 Never took a step back

  Chapter371 This King has been targeted!

  Chapter372 The Sudden Appearance of the Choices

  Chapter373 End the Age of Bravehearts

  Chapter374 Do you know what you have eaten

  Chapter375 King's Mandate

  Chapter376 This King is immune to poison

  Chapter377 139?

  Chapter378 Darling, you finally came back?

  Chapter379 Did I make a mistake

  Chapter380 I know every inch of your body!

  Chapter381 Proving His Identity

  Chapter382 The Infernal King is also a King

  Chapter383 Gods and Demons

  Chapter384 I'm only waiting for you

  Chapter385 In order to not be bored

  Chapter386 Yesterday's Villain, Tomorrow's Hero

  Chapter387 Because you want to be Speechless Li

  Chapter388 Darling, do you want to take it off yourself?

  Chapter389 Because you are not the strongest Transcendent

  Chapter390 Why don't you die now?

  Chapter391 An "Ouch"

  Chapter392 How can it be put into the mouth just like that. Hands had to be washed first!

  Chapter393 A King that doesn't know how to bow his head has no right to stand above the heads of his subjects

  Chapter394 I'll do whatever you want to do tonight

  Chapter395 War has already begun!

  Chapter396 We aren't real

  Chapter397 They are a pack of lone wolves

  Chapter398 Who exactly are you

  Chapter399 The Seductive Infernal Queen

  Chapter400 No one can prevent the war!

  Chapter351 Erroneous Plot

  Before the semifinals

  Pulp Farmer and company had successfully reached the semifinals. Out of the four Bravehearts remaining in the semifinals, three of them were human. This meant that regardless of the outcome, a human would reach the finals and this was clearly quite an impressive result. However, none of the three looked particularly jubilant. Instead, it appeared as if something was weighing their hearts down.

  Shi Xiaobai asked curiously, "Why do all of you look so nervous?"

  Liu Yu sighed and said, "It seems like our plot has turned erroneous. According to experience of previous trial-takers, Leonis would not appear today, much less forcefully revoking the status of the eight Bravehearts. It is not the first time we have three trial-takers entering the semifinals either. After all, other than Moya, the rest of the eight Bravehearts aren't particularly strong. However, the plot that is presently happening is one that has never appeared before."

  Pulp Farmer said with a heavy tone, "I knew I had the strength to enter the seventh level, so I had repeatedly studied the plot of the seventh level and browsed through many articles on the Internet. I'm very certain that the plot with Leonis's sudden appearance as well as the loss of decorum with the eight Bravehearts has never happened before. We might have unknowingly done something that was never done by the other trial-takers in the past, resulting in the plot to develop into something we have never seen before. The plot that follows might result in quite a startling change."

  Feng Yuanlin said with a frown, "Strange, the three of us did not leave our residence after we came to Transcendence. As for posturing and smacking faces on the tournament, we are definitely not the first to do so. We are definitely not the ones that did it the best either. What could we have unknowingly done that resulted in the plot making such an unexpected turn?"

  When Shi Xiaobai heard the trio's words, he was initially confused, but after a thump in his heart, he immediately understood the confusion Pulp Farmer and company had.

  The three of them had not done anything that would change the plot, but Shi Xiaobai had done so. He had secretly eaten the Transcendence Holy Tree's fragrant fruit. It was definitely not an ordinary fruit, so the change in Leonis's behavior and the plot was very likely a result of the fruit.

  Shi Xiaobai coughed slightly and feeling guilty conscious, he asked, "The change in the plot would have little impact, right? The final goal should still be defeating Moya and then beating Leonis."

  Liu Yu shook his head and said, "No, the impact is huge. Moya's strength is actually very exaggerated, but he has contempt for other races, so not taking his opponent seriously is his greatest weakness. Historically, the five trial-takers who defeated Moya had only done so with absolute strength. The other three had managed to make use of Moya's belittlement of his opponent, defeating him before he transformed into his second or third form. Therefore, most strategies that have to do with the seventh level would focus on Moya's tendency to take his opponent lightly when they introduce him. In fact, This Penniless Priest had already designed a plan on how to maximize Moya's tendency. But now, Moya has been enraged by Leonis. He might begin the battle in a serious state, and this means that the difficulty will increase by several orders of magnitude."

  Shi Xiaobai was slightly alarmed as he said, "The green-skinned dwarf is that strong?"

  Pulp Farmer said with a heavy voice, "Leonis's strength has been tweaked upwards, and as Leonis's opposing force, Moya's strength has been tweaked upwards as well. He should be roughly on par with a Level Lord. This is why only four humans have ever cleared the seventh level. Even by the simplest means of clearing the level it is already extremely difficult to obtain the right to challenge Leonis. And what's even more despairing is that the strength of Leonis far exceeds Moya. However, since we have come to this point, we have to try our best regardless of how it is."

  Liu Yu said gravely and earnestly, "The rule of the finals is to fight till one side loses the ability to continue fighting. As for the Transcendents, their physiques are considered exceptional. Trying to completely defeat them is nearly impossible, so now, the semifinals is the last chance we have. We need to think of a way to make Moya fall to the ground and leave the arena. That is the only thing we can do."

  Feng Yuanlin said in a reflective manner, "The drawing of lots for the semifinals is of utmost importance, but why do I feel like I don't wish that it would be me. Against an enraged Moya, I'm afraid of being abused."

  The trio clearly understood the seventh level very well, so they had an objective understanding of Moya's strength. There was more or less a tone of fear in their words, as
though they were about to face an opponent they had little hope of defeating.

  Shi Xiaobai frowned slightly. Although he did not understand how powerful Moya was, to be in such an apprehensive state was definitely taboo in any competition.

  Shi Xiaobai said seriously, "Do not focus too much on the outcome. Regardless of the opponent or how strong he is, it is sufficient as long as you do your best, working hard to exceed your own limits."

  This has always been Shi Xiaobai's modus operandi. Regardless of the opponent, unless it was an opponent he had to defeat, he would always put aside the outcome, and make exceeding himself the goal.

  This kind of thinking could be said to be a chicken soup for the soul, but people who were able to accomplish such a state of ignoring the outcomes were rare.

  The trio nodded to express their understanding, but it was unknown if they put it to heart.

  Soon, the break time was over, and the outcome of the random draw was out.

  The first round of the semifinals was Feng Yuanlin against Moya!

  ...

  ...

  In the stadium, Leonis was still sitting on the seat of the defending champion. He looked cold, and it was impossible to know what he was thinking.

  The audience was eagerly waiting for the result. For there to be three humans and one of the eight Bravehearts left in the semifinals, this was something that was nearly impossible in previous tournaments. Furthermore, Leonis's declaration from before had pushed this matter to the peak of the conflict.

  The Transcendents considered themselves the strongest race, but their Bravehearts had lost to a mysterious race they had never heard of. Didn't this mean that there was a "heaven beyond a heaven", and that the Transcendents were in fact not the most powerful race in the world?

  Such an opinion was in direct conflict with the Transcendents' racial discrimination. In recent times, Leonis had revealed his intentions of eliminating racial discrimination, and this matter happened to give him brand new ammunition.

  But in the minds of the Transcendents, a majority of them refused to accept that all was equal because their inherent concept of racial superiority was deeply rooted. It was just like a scion who was born with a silver spoon who would find it unacceptable if he had to suddenly lead the life of a commoner.

  If not for Leonis being so powerful that left them in awe, there would have been a denouncing din.

  However they did not dare to make a sound, afraid of incurring the wrath of Leonis.

  Therefore, at this moment, there was only one person who could cry out what was in their hearts—The Transcendents have to be the strongest race in the world!

  This person was none other than Moya!

  "Moya has never disappointed us. He definitely will not do so this time!"

  This was the inner voice within the Transcendents.

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  Chapter352 Humans are just this and nothing more!

  When Moya appeared, the cheers were deafening. It was nearly the highest form of treatment. It was apparent what status Moya enjoyed in the minds of the people. A cold beam flickered in Leonis's eyes. Such exaltation was something that he as a 'hybrid' had never experienced, even though he was sitting on the throne and known as the king of the country.

  Moya walked into the arena with an extremely serious expression. Clearly, he was fully aware of the present situation he was in. Defeat meant being utterly discredited with his status as Braveheart revoked. All his ambitions would be ripped out to feed the dogs.

  But if he were to succeed in defeating the humans, he would be able to prove the might of the Transcendents to the citizens once again. He would be labeled a national hero, then his reputation would reach unprecedented heights!

  Therefore, regardless of his opponent, even if it were an ant, he would not underestimate them. He would face them in all seriousness so as to ensure absolute victory!

  In front of Moya's cold gaze, Feng Yuanlin walked out from the other side of the stadium.

  Moya said coldly, "Human, use your full strength or you will no doubt be defeated."

  Moya's smack talk was immediately met with screams from the audience.

  Feng Yuanlin definitely did not want to show a sign of weakness as he said with a sneer, "No offense, but you aren't enough to let me use my full strength!"

  Who didn't know how to say something nasty?

  However, just as Feng Yuanlin's words faded, the audience immediately booed at him.

  This time, even the Transcendent bashers were standing on Moya's side. Bashers would disparage a person out of jealousy, but when faced with matters pertaining to their race's superiority, they would also have a so-called collective sense of honor.

  The difference of a home ground would sometimes affect the contestants at times. Feng Yuanlin's expression turned slightly uglier.

  At this moment, the referee gestured for the two to be ready as the duel was about to begin.

  Moya sneered as his body suddenly swelled. He transformed from a short green-skinned dwarf into a three-meter-tall green-skinned giant which was covered in muscles.

  The first form of the Transcendents!

  The Transcendents immediately cheered!

  However, this was not even Moya's final form. The three-meter-tall Moya suddenly shrunk in size, reducing to about two meters in height. Furthermore, his muscles were also gradually vanishing, turning into smooth skin. The green skin gradually turned dark, finally becoming a dark green color that shimmered with a thin metallic luster!

  "This is..."

  "The second form!"

  The Transcendents exclaimed aloud!

  There were only a handful of Transcendents throughout history that could attain the second form. At least, Moya was the only person among the eight Bravehearts that could attain the second form. The second form was not just a difference in level from the first form, but a quantum leap that differed by several times!

  Moya was using the second form from the very beginning!

  Clearly, Moya did not plan for there to be any accidents in this duel!

  Feng Yuanlin's face turned ashen.

  At this moment, the referee announced the commencement of the battle!

  Moya cracked his neck as he advanced towards Feng Yuanlin.

  "Human, raise your shield!"

  Moya's voice was colder than ice and snow.

  Feng Yuanlin took a deep breath and calmed himself down. Now was not the moment to fear the enemy!

  Feng Yuanlin raised his right hand as a golden shield appeared out of nowhere in his right hand. Feng Yuanlin said angrily, "Bastard, try shattering it in one punch if you dare!"

  Just as Feng Yuanlin's words faded, Moya's arm had already stretched out!

  It was a dark green hand and it had only held out an index finger that resembled a metallic pole!

  The index finger slowly approached the golden shield before suddenly accelerating, thrusting straight at the shield like a spear!

  "Clang!"

  Moya's index finger had stabbed the golden shield like a spear!

  Feng Yuanlin sneered. Although he did not have the confidence in defeating Moya, he was very confident of his defensive strength. Trying to shatter his strongest shield with a finger prick?

  "Dream on!"

  Feng Yuanlin roared angrily as he raised the shield, in the hopes of launching a counter attack!

  "Kacha!"

  But at this moment, a shattering sound echoed.

  Feng Yuanlin lowered his head in disbelief and saw a crack creeping across the golden shield and at that instant, it had shattered!

  Moya had used only a finger to prick his strongest shield?

  The Transcendents were astounded by this scene!

  Mill had used fifty-six punches to crack a worn-out bronze shield, but Moya had used a finger to prick through a golden shield that looked extremely solid?

  "Moya! Moya! Moya!"

&
nbsp; Moya's name resounded in the stadium!

  However, Moya apparently did not plan on holding back. He wanted to ensure that nothing unexpected would happen in the duel. Therefore, his finger had already thrust straight at Feng Yuanlin!

  Feng Yuanlin snapped out of wallowing in his defeat. Immediately, he raised both of his arms as a gigantic silver shield appeared out of nowhere and protected him!

  However, the outcome that left no suspense was already determined. The silver shield was instantly poked through by that finger!

  Feng Yuanlin retreated hastily as the shield shattered. Even though the chances of victory were slim, he could not throw in the towel and would instead put up a stubborn fight!

  However, Moya was determined not to give Feng Yuanlin any chances. Like a beast, he charged straight at Feng Yuanlin and used the simplest and crudest way to clinch victory!

  Moya's speed was astonishingly fast, so Feng Yuanlin naturally could not open up a gap!

  Seeing the gleaming dark-green finger thrusting towards him like a spear, Feng Yuanlin clenched his fists and raised both his arms. Three golden shields appeared in an overlapped fashion in front of him!

  This was his ace in the hole!

  "Kacha!"

  "Kacha!"

  "Kacha!"

  After three cracking sounds resounded, without any break in between, Moya's fingers penetrated through three golden shields in a relentless manner!

  How terrifying was his power?

  How hard was his finger?

  "Boom!"

  Moya did not give Feng Yuanlin any chance. After penetrating three golden shields, his finger curled back into a fist as a terrifying wind that accompanied his fist sent Feng Yuanlin, who was struggling in retreat, to the ground!

  "The battle is over, Moya wins!"

  The referee was reeling in shock but he instinctively announced the outcome of the match!

  This battle was a steamroll in every sense of the word!

  From the beginning to the end, Feng Yuanlin did not even have an opportunity for respite. Furthermore, Moya had only used a finger to complete a ruthless steamroll!

  The Transcendents knew that Moya was strong, but they never expected the battle would end without any suspense.

  Then, what did this mean?