The Battle for Survival
Mo Long found himself standing in the middle of a colossal arena. The ground beneath him was rough, littered with rocks and sparse vegetation, creating natural obstacles and hiding spots. Over a thousand participants surrounded him, each emanating a palpable sense of desperation. The Tower's system voice echoed through the arena, laying out the rules for the upcoming battle:
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**"Welcome to the Arena of Survival. This is a free-for-all battle where 1,000 participants will fight until only one remains. Each participant will select their main weapon from their system window. For every kill, you will earn 5 points. Points can be used to increase your stats or to fully heal yourself, which costs 10 points. The fight is timed for 3 hours. When the time is up, the participant with the most points will be the sole survivor. All others will perish, And if there's a Tai then everyone dies. Prepare for battle."**
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A glowing system window appeared in front of Mo Long, displaying his current stats:
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**[SYSTEM STATUS]**
- Name: Mo Long
- Race: Human
- Gender: Male
- Level: 1
- Health: 100/100
- Strength: 8
- Agility: 10
- Physique: 14
- Qi: 0
- Skills: None
- Spiritual Root: Dual Spiritual Roots (Fire, Earth)
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Mo Long knew his physique was his strongest attribute, but his strength and agility were only average. He needed to plan carefully. He selected a sword as his weapon from the system window, feeling the weight of the blade in his hand, remins him of the times where he would practice swordsmanship with his father. The cold metal gleamed ominously, a reminder of the life-and-death struggle that awaited him.
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"Weapon selected," the system confirmed. **"The battle begins now."**
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The arena exploded into chaos. The sound of steel clashing, screams of pain, and the thud of bodies hitting the ground filled the air. Mo Long hesitated, his grip on his sword tightening as he watched the carnage unfold. Blood splattered across the ground, but he couldn't bring himself to move.
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Suddenly, a man charged at him from the side, his eyes wild with desperation. Instinctively, Mo Long deflected the strike with his sword and quickly countered with a powerful slash. The blade cut deep into the man's torso, and he crumpled to the ground, dead.
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**"5 points awarded. Total points: 5."** the system announced.
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The surge of energy from the points coursed through Mo Long, but he knew he had to stay focused. There were still countless enemies around him, and any hesitation could be fatal.
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As Mo Long moved through the battlefield, another opponent caught his eye—a woman wielding dual daggers, her movements quick and precise. She dashed toward him with blinding speed, her blades flashing in the dim light. Mo Long braced himself, meeting her strikes with calculated blocks and parries.
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Despite her agility, Mo Long's heightened physique allowed him to outlast her. With a powerful thrust, he drove his sword through her chest, ending the fight in an instant.
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**"5 points awarded. Total points: 10."** the system chimed.
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Mo Long quickly opened his system window, knowing he needed to act fast. He decided to use 10 points to increase his strength and agility, feeling his muscles tighten and his reflexes sharpen as the system adjusted his stats.
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**"5 points used. Current Strength: 12, Current Agility: 11. Total points remaining: 5."**
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Feeling more confident, Mo Long continued to navigate the chaotic battlefield. He noticed a fierce warrior clad in heavy armor, wielding a massive spear with deadly precision. The warrior was a towering figure, effortlessly cutting down opponents. Mo Long knew this would be a tough fight, but the points were essential.
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The two locked eyes, and without a word, the warrior charged at Mo Long. He barely sidestepped the initial thrust, the spear narrowly missing him. Mo Long countered with a quick slash, but the warrior's armor absorbed most of the blow.
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The warrior swung his spear in a wide arc, forcing Mo Long to duck and roll to the side. Mo Long quickly closed the distance, aiming for the gaps in the armor. With a precise strike, he slashed at the warrior's unprotected thigh. The man grunted in pain but swung his spear with renewed fury, catching Mo Long off guard.
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The spear grazed Mo Long's side, drawing blood, but he refused to slow down. With a final burst of speed, he drove his sword into the warrior's chest, sending the man crashing to the ground.
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**"5 points awarded. Total points: 10."** the system echoed.
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Mo Long quickly decided to use all his remaining points to heal himself, knowing he needed to be at full strength for whatever came next.
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**"10 points used. Healing complete. Total points remaining: 0."**
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Despite his brief recovery, Mo Long knew the battle was far from over. He spotted another target, a thin man with a longsword, who was cutting down opponents with surprising ease. Mo Long knew this fight would be different—the man's agility was far beyond his own, and his strikes were deadly accurate.
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They clashed, swords ringing out as they met in a flurry of blows. Mo Long's increased strength allowed him to hold his ground, but the man's speed was overwhelming. Mo Long was forced to block and parry continuously, unable to find an opening.
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The thin man smirked, seeing Mo Long's growing fatigue. He pressed the attack, landing a shallow cut on Mo Long's arm. Pain flared, but Mo Long gritted his teeth, refusing to back down. He knew he couldn't afford to heal yet.
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Desperation fueled Mo Long as he launched a counterattack, swinging his sword with all his might. He managed to land a solid hit on the man's shoulder, forcing him to retreat momentarily. But Mo Long's victory was short-lived—the man quickly recovered, his movements growing even more aggressive.
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In a final, desperate move, Mo Long used all his remaining strength to land a critical blow. He feinted to the right, then slashed left, catching the thin man off guard. His sword cleaved through the man's chest, sending him crashing to the ground.
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**"5 points awarded. Total points: 5."** the system announced, but Mo Long barely heard it. He was bleeding heavily, his vision blurring. He glanced at his system window, realizing he had no points left to heal.
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His body screamed in pain, his stamina nearly depleted. Mo Long staggered forward, trying to stay upright as he realized he was in no condition to continue fighting. But there were still enemies around, each one ready to strike him down the moment he showed weakness.
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**[To be continued...]**
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