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Chapter 630 Three-Eyed Clan Master
Cangwu almost never makes a mistake.
He doesn't follow a purely power-based approach, but rather a far more terrifying style—precision.
Every strike hits the opponent's weakness, every step lands in the opponent's blind spot, and every skill is used during the opponent's skill cooldown period.
Those who fight him often develop a misconception halfway through the battle—that it's not that Cang Wu is dodging their attacks, but rather that their attacks were never aimed at Cang Wu in the first place.
"arrive."
The answer came from a woman's voice.
Calm, decisive, and devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
Her name is Zhixi.
One of the Five Eyes, the holder of the SSS-rank talent [Causal Weaver].
Her talent was the most difficult to understand among the five.
It's not because she's ridiculously strong, but because her abilities don't belong to the conventional combat system.
The core of the "Cause and Effect Weaver" is the "thread".
It is not an ordinary line, but an invisible and intangible line of cause and effect, line of destiny, and line of energy that exists between all things.
Zhixi can "see" these lines during battle, and then "flick" them in a special way that belongs only to her.
By manipulating the energy lines of an enemy's skill, you can cause a fireball to explode prematurely or disable a healing spell.
By manipulating the causal relationship between friend and foe, a strike that should have hit her could inexplicably deflect by a few inches.
Legend has it that if her abilities were developed to their fullest potential, she could even manipulate the line of "death"—but so far, no one has ever seen it.
"Who's on the other side?" Zhi Xi asked. As she spoke, her fingers lightly plucked at the air, as if playing an invisible harp.
Cangwu's third eye moved slightly.
He has gathered all the information he could from the world channel and system announcements.
"Continent 9527, the beginner continent, opened four months later than ours."
"Four months later?" a gruff voice interrupted. "Isn't that just a bunch of kids?"
The speaker was a burly man with a booming voice like thunder, and his laughter was so loud it could make your eardrums hurt.
His name is Iron Bones.
One of the Five Eyes, the holder of the SSS-rank talent [Undying Vajra].
His talent is so simple and brutal it's outrageous—it reduces all damage taken by 70%, and this damage reduction doubles when his health is below 30%.
In other words, when he is low on health, he will only take 6% damage from other players.
The remaining 94 percent was consumed by his talent.
Ironbone's equipment and level weren't the strongest among the five, but he always stood at the front of the team, always the first to charge into the enemy lines, and always the last to retreat.
It wasn't because he was brave, but because he was truly unafraid of death.
It's not that I'm not afraid, it's that I can't be killed.
"And the average grade?" Ironbone asked again.
"Level 36," Cang Wu said.
Tie Gu paused for a second, then laughed.
The laughter was loud and unrestrained, echoing across the grassland and startling several birds that were perched in the mist in the distance.
"Level 36? What's the highest level?"
"The system doesn't display the highest level, only the average," Cang Wu said. "But according to the rules of the beginner continent, the top tier is usually 8 to 10 levels higher than the average. So the opponent's highest combat power is probably between level 44 and 46."
"Isn't that our average level here?" Iron Bone laughed even harder. "Cangwu, you're not mistaken, are you? We've waited all day, and all we get is a bunch of kids?"
Cang Wu did not laugh.
His third eye darted around again.
"No mistake."
"Then what's the point of fighting?" Iron Bone spread his hands, turned to look at the nearly one million Three-Eyed Clan players behind him, "Brothers, the average level on the other side is 36, nine levels lower than us! Are we just here for sightseeing in this third round?"
The three-eyed players behind him burst into laughter.
It wasn't malicious mockery, but rather a relaxed sense of certainty.
Indeed, a 9-level difference on average is a crushing defeat in the game.
A level 45 player facing a level 36 player has such a large attribute difference that one player can defeat ten of them.
Moreover, the three-eyed race has the advantage of having a third eye.
"Iron Bone, don't jump to conclusions too quickly." A voice came from behind Iron Bone, neither too loud nor too soft, neither too fast nor too slow.
The speaker stepped out from the crowd with steady steps, each step measuring the same distance, as if measured with a ruler.
His name is Mo Yuan.
One of the Five Eyes, the holder of the SSS-rank talent [Return of All Things to Their Origin].
His talent is the most comprehensive among the five—not the strongest, not the toughest, not the fastest, but the most complete.
He can mimic any skill he has ever seen, and can use up to three mimicked skills simultaneously in a single battle.
It's not a simple copy, but rather a fine-tuning of skills based on his own attributes and fighting style.
The upper limit of 【All Things Return to Their Origin】 depends on the user's knowledge and memory.
From the very first day he entered the game, Mo Yuan did one thing—watch.
He observes other players' skills, the boss's skills, the monsters' skills, and all the skills he can see that are worth remembering.
His collection currently contains over a thousand skills.
"Mo Yuan, you're being too cautious." Tie Gu patted his chest, the sound echoing like metal. "The level difference is there, and the attribute crushing is an objective fact, not something I made up."
"Attribute dominance is indeed an objective fact," Mo Yuan said. "But the format of the Multiverse Domination Tournament has not yet been announced. If it's a team battle, the level advantage is indeed huge. But if it's a battle with certain rules, or a mode that requires teamwork, the level advantage may not necessarily translate into a complete victory."
"You're overthinking it." Iron Bone shook his head.
Mo Yuan did not refute, but simply stood there quietly, his gaze piercing through the mist and looking towards the other side of the Wall of Sighs.
He couldn't see the players from continent 9527, but he was thinking about one thing—why did the system match two continents with such a large level difference?
It can't be random.
Every system has its own logic.
He just hasn't found it yet.
"Cangwu, what do you think?" Zhixi asked.
Cangwu remained silent for two seconds.
"The system matched us with Continent 9527 not because of our similar levels, but because of our similar progress—we were both the only continents that had reached the third round. This in itself is a form of selection."
"You mean, the other side isn't that weak?" Tie Gu's tone carried a hint of disdain.
"What I mean is, don't draw any conclusions before you meet them," Sogo said.
Tiegu pursed his lips, but didn't say anything more.
Of the five, the only one who could silence Iron Bone was Cang Wu.