Smoke filled the White Snowfield as people in red and white uniforms faced off passionately.
There was no good cover or shelter on the snowy plains, so they were exposed in a heated gunfight.
More than forty people were already lying on the snow.
Lin Yu lay in the snow watching the live action.
A few minutes ago, Kobayashi Mirai had used her superpower to secretly lead him into a nearby snowbank.
Although he nearly suffocated and froze to death, he had to admit that this feeling of hiding and peeping was quite nice.
‘Who should I cheer for? One side is my own club, and the other is my roommate’s club. They’re fighting like crazy while I’m hiding in a snowbank with the beautiful president of a third club, watching the show. Wow! Life is truly wonderful,’ he mused to himself.
The gunfire grew sporadic as more people fell.
The smoke made the battlefield somewhat blurry.
‘The gunfight looks so lackluster. Can’t they engage in close-quarters combat like the girl next to me? Blades are a man’s romance…’
Lin Yu complained inwardly with indifference.
As if sensing the audience’s demand, the gunfire actually stopped.
The smoke gradually cleared, and it seemed they had run out of ammunition.
“Alexander, how many people do you have left? Do you want to keep going?”
Mu Chengfeng’s cold voice came from the white side.
“Including me, four. Mu Chengfeng, what about you?”
“Three, but we’re out of bullets. Should we stop here?”
“Wouldn’t it be a shame to stop now? How long until twelve?”
“Less than twenty minutes. Want to warm up?”
“Of course.”
The smoke had mostly dissipated.
Both men carried School Military Sabers and walked straight toward each other.
‘Nice! Nice! Now we’re really getting into the melee. This is great,’ Lin Yu mumbled to himself, never one to shy away from a spectacle.
He glanced at Kobayashi Mirai out of the corner of his eye and thought, ‘These two are about to go at it. Shouldn’t you, as a young lady, go up and do something too? What’s the point of lying here watching the show with a loser like me?’
Mu Chengfeng and Alexander stopped when they were less than ten meters apart.
Both took off their masks and bulky Protective Suits at the same time.
The blond and black-haired young men met each other’s gaze, pointing their blades at one another.
‘Is there a stripping phase?’
Lin Yu thought.
‘Isn’t it cold?’
He had been in the snowbank for half an hour and already felt like he was freezing solid.
“Although it sounds unrealistic, I hope to finish you off before twelve,” Alexander said with a smile.
“Is it because you feel you won’t have a chance after twelve?”
Mu Chengfeng responded flatly.
“No, no, no. Last year’s environment was in my favor, so I really wanted to duel you again in an environment like this. But that’s provided… you can last until twelve.”
The moment he finished speaking, Alexander’s figure charged at Mu Chengfeng like an arrow leaving a bow.
At an incredible speed, his form became blurred, and his long blade grew nearly transparent.
Lying in the snow, Lin Yu could even feel Alexander’s pressure.
It was a forceful strike carrying imperial pressure.
Despite the almost certain-kill blow being imminent, Mu Chengfeng didn’t panic at all.
He held his military saber horizontally and executed a slash, blocking the strike.
Their blades hummed against each other as they both retreated a few steps.
The two paused for a moment before swinging their blades forward again.
Their speed grew faster and faster.
The blades clashed and separated repeatedly.
Gradually, Lin Yu could no longer see their movements clearly, only the afterimages produced by the high-speed swings.
“What a bunch of violent lunatics,” Lin Yu muttered.
After an unknown number of swings, their movements finally began to slow down again.
Although they were slowing, every strike became incredibly heavy.
Gradually, Mu Chengfeng began to give ground, unable to parry the blows.
Just then, a member of Feng shouted.
“Time is up!”
‘Time’s up? Is this turn-based? Is there a halftime break?’ Lin Yu wondered.
But in the next instant, Mu Chengfeng and Alexander provided the answer.
The temperature around Mu Chengfeng plummeted instantly.
A snow-white ice cone appeared out of thin air in front of him, piercing toward Alexander.
Not to be outdone, Alexander pulled back the moment a wall of fire erupted.
While dodging the ice cone, he sent a pillar of fire erupting toward Mu Chengfeng.
Lin Yu suddenly realized that “time is up” meant the Third Phase had begun.
These psychos were transitioning from a melee to a superpower showdown.
‘Are you guys Fireboy and Watergirl?’ he couldn’t help but complain inwardly as he watched one guy use ice and the other use fire.
With the unlocking of Divine Sense, the duel between the two grew even more intense.
The collision of numerous ice cones and fire pillars produced a massive amount of steam.
Slowly, only ice, fire, and water vapor could be seen on the field.
This made for a very poor viewing experience for Lin Yu.
He shifted his body; he had been hiding in the snowbank for nearly one hour and his body was starting to feel numb.
At that moment, Kobayashi Mirai tapped him with her hand.
He turned his head and saw her hand drawing something in the snow.
Kobayashi Mirai pulled her hand back, and Lin Yu finally saw it clearly.
She had written simple English words: “who win.”
He looked at the two in the snow.
Under the influence of the ice, fire, and steam, he couldn’t even see their silhouettes clearly anymore, let alone tell who was winning.
However, this was Antarctica after all.
Mu Chengfeng should have the advantage.
So, following Kobayashi Mirai’s words, he wrote “white” next to them, meaning the white-clad Mu Chengfeng would win.
Kobayashi Mirai smiled and drew two strokes in the snow.
Lin Yu looked over; she had drawn a large “X.”
What did that mean?
She thought Alexander would win?
Or…
Lin Yu suddenly thought of something and looked at her.
She continued writing in the snow.
Meanwhile, the duel between Mu Chengfeng and Alexander was reaching its conclusion.
The battlefield was a mess, and both men looked disheveled, but Alexander was injured.
Just as Lin Yu suspected, in the Antarctic environment, Mu Chengfeng’s Divine Sense had a natural advantage over Alexander’s fire.
Just as Alexander had won by relying on environmental advantages in the desert last year, Mu Chengfeng was about to win now.
At that moment, Kobayashi Mirai withdrew her hand.
Then, her figure vanished into thin air, leaving behind only the graffiti in the snow: “I am winner.”
She used her Divine Sense to move toward Mu Chengfeng and Alexander at extreme speed.
Within a few breaths, she reached their side.
The two also noticed Kobayashi Mirai’s arrival, and their ice cones and fire pillars pointed simultaneously at this third party who had interrupted their duel.