Upon rising again, Bai Zhou's chest bore large scorched marks, and his breath was slightly disrupted.

Within a few breaths, the injuries on his body healed. He twisted his neck, returning to peak condition. For a Cleaner of his level, such minor injuries were inconsequential.

He noticed that, apart from that section of the whip needing caution, none of the opponent's other attacks could harm him, at most their methods were a bit peculiar.

"If your attacks are only of this level."

Bai Zhou clenched his fists, relaxing his shoulders.

"Next, it's this young master's turn."

Saying this, he suddenly held his Heavy Blade horizontally at his side. The blade began to transform, a crack appeared from the center, emitting a scorching red mist. The broad blade split into two halves, the top part extended and fitted with the blade's forefront, forming a long blade. Simultaneously, crimson patterns lit up, spiral branches slowly extended from the hilt, piercing Bai Zhou's wrist.

Blood slowly flowed along the branches, nourishing the entire long blade, which gradually awakened. The crimson patterns grew brighter, and the spiral branches enveloping the entire long blade formed a sharp spiral at the tip.

"Blood Monarch," Xu Xiaoyou stated calmly.

"It seems you're knowledgeable about our Special Sixth Class."

Bai Zhou pointed the long blade in his hand at Xu Xiaoyou.

"Regardless of your purpose, it ends here."

Having said that, Bai Zhou's aura intensified sharply, no longer holding back. The Blood Monarch, awakened by blood, could slice through the wall like tofu, cutting through the rebar inside!

And all he had to do was swing with all his might.

With every mighty swing Bai Zhou made, the sharpness carved crimson arcs in the air, and the blade light poured down, causing the entire wall to collapse with a roar.

Light penetrated the swirling dust, casting into the dim pathway. The two finally witnessed the chaos inside the Opera House, where the stage's rubble covered almost the entire floor, with unconscious students buried beneath the fallen boulders. The steel bars lurking like the bones of prehistoric beasts cast large shadows.

Xu Xiaoyou continually retreated, evading Bai Zhou's relentless slashing attacks, her gaze stretched toward the castle's pinnacle, noticing the commotion over there.

Though she was holding off all the Special Sixth Class members, with whom was Anya fighting now?

She tried to draw her long knife, but the moment it made contact with the mimicked weapon, it was sliced in two. The only thing she had that could counter this mimicry was her Hundred Bone Whip, but with her physical condition, she feared she'd be thrown aside the moment she clashed with the other's overwhelming Power.

As she thought, a piercing whistle rang in her ears, and Xu Xiaoyou once again used [Attack Deflection]. The Blood Monarch cleaved from above her head to the ground without resistance, spreading terrifying cracks.

Xu Xiaoyou leapt up, grasping the rebar above her, swinging towards the high platform. After awakening the mimicry, Bai Zhou's battle spirit surged, his sight growing redder like the bloodthirsty weapon, not noticing the distant castle's commotion. In a frenzy, he wielded the mimicry, cutting down the forest of steel bars before him with ease.

In contrast, Xu Xiaoyou teetered in her original spot, then leaped out like a nimble cat, lunging to the other side. Meanwhile, a Kalashnikov Submachine Gun appeared in her hand, unleashing a barrage at Bai Zhou's feet.

The muzzle spewed flames, with a maximum firing rate of twelve hundred rounds per minute, making it adept in suppressing advances during Cosmic Heavy Industries' special operations. What Xu Xiaoyou valued was its firing rate paired with the suppression effect of [Dense Fire Net].

Seeing the girl daringly aiming a small-caliber submachine gun at him, Bai Zhou chuckled disdainfully. Such caliber bullets might not even tear his skin, let alone hinder his movements, but the next moment his laughter ceased. The storming bullets seemed imbued with magic power, forming a concentrated fire net around him, forcing him to retreat step by step.

Reloading would be troublesome, making it easy for the opponent to find a gap to counterattack, but Xu Xiaoyou didn't need to reload. After emptying one gun, she seamlessly transitioned to the next; her tool cards were like a large mobile armory.

Bai Zhou found himself pressed into a corner, unable to move, forced to shield with the mimicry, enduring the metallic storm for several minutes until the girl emptied hundreds of guns' worth of ammo. Pent-up frustration instantly turned into boundless anger. Just as he was about to roar with battle intent to empower himself, several round metallic balls exploded in blinding white light at his feet.

Boom!

Flames soared to the sky, Xu Xiaoyou spat out the ring she had been biting on, the deafening explosion causing her ears to ring. Behind her mask, she had long activated her Spiritual Gaze.

From the start of the battle till now, she had duplicated countless skill cards. With her speed alone, dodging a Fourth Tier Cleaner's attacks was impossible. Each evasion seemed effortless but was incredibly perilous. The reason her movements appeared ghostly unpredictable was due to the stacking effect of dodge-type skill cards.

Engaging two tiers above without utilizing art-level skill cards was still too unrealistic.

A sharp pain made her clutch her head; the side effects of long-term use of Spiritual Gaze kicked in.

Suddenly, she sensed danger, decisively abandoning her position and leaping downwards. At that very instant, a shell-like crimson figure blasted into her previous spot. Bai Zhou's twisted expression resembled a mad beast, glaring viciously at her, yearning to tear her to pieces.

Anyone subjected to minutes of submachine gun fire wouldn't feel great, especially Bai Zhou, whose reason was impacted by the weapon. He roared, slashing down the mimicry. Blood-red eyes seemed to open within the descending crimson blade light.

Seeing the opponent charging at her with a ferocious expression, Xu Xiaoyou's submachine gun appeared again, poised to aim.

Reacting like a stimulus, the once aggressive Bai Zhou suddenly leapt backward, his eyes regaining some clarity.

From behind her mask came a quiet laugh, Xu Xiaoyou pulled the trigger, but only the click of an empty gun sounded; her bullets were long exhausted.

More smoke bombs were tossed over, and the girl's silhouette vanished like a ghost within the rising white smoke, leaving Bai Zhou alone, panting heavily.

Enduring unprecedented humiliation, bluish veins popped on Bai Zhou's forehead. Though the opponent wasn't strong, it felt like a cat playing with a mouse, toying with him thoroughly. He swung the Blood Monarch, dissipating the white smoke gathering before him, roaring: "Is this all you know, these petty tricks!?"

"Dare to face me head-on, I guarantee I will tear..."

"Alright."

The girl's voice clearly entered his ear, catching the enraged Bai Zhou by surprise.

He watched as Xu Xiaoyou emerged from the smoke, unknowingly wearing a combat suit, one hand gripping that strange long whip, the other carrying a heavy sniper rifle, beneath which four interlocking star rings unfolded.

That was!

Bai Zhou's eyes shot wide open.

The boosting effect of the Starry Singer!?

He glanced around, the dense white smoke swirling, without sighting a third person's presence.

"Just as you said."

Xu Xiaoyou single-handedly lifted the heavy sniper rifle, the stock against her shoulder, aiming at Bai Zhou.

"Head-on confrontation."

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