Chapter 12548
Chapter 12548
If you're lucky enough, you can end the fight as long as you avoid the first blow.
In a way, this track was indeed tailor-made for him.
But Lin Yi was not prepared to rush onto the field.
After all, you only get one chance.
Even with the Drunken Arhat buff stacked, the evasion rate can only reach around 40% at most.
Compared to the players currently on the field, their chances are much greater, but their odds of winning are still less than 50%.
"Let's keep observing; perhaps there's a better solution."
Moreover, the progress bar is not even halfway done yet.
Lin Yi was deep in thought.
A commotion suddenly broke out on the sidelines.
The crowd parted on its own, and a familiar, obese figure came into Lin Yi's view.
"Food Saint?"
"The God of Cookery has actually come in person?"
Everyone exclaimed.
No wonder they were so surprised.
It has always been a long-standing consensus that the Five Sages of the aristocratic families do not personally compete with ordinary people for opportunities.
In the past, the Five Sages of the Aristocratic Families would not have bothered with such things.
But the situation is clearly different now.
Not to mention that the rise of the End Society has made the whole situation increasingly delicate and uneasy.
The changes to the track itself alone have already brought about a complete upheaval.
Previously, completing a race only rewarded one Divine Shard.
Such a paltry gain would naturally not attract beings of the caliber of the Five Sages of the Aristocratic Families.
But now, with the arrival of the racetrack, powerful equipment is being rewarded at the drop of a hat.
Who wouldn't be tempted?
The Five Saints of the Aristocratic Clan are also human, and they too lack divine equipment.
To be precise, their need for divine equipment far exceeds that of others.
After all, the characteristics of divine equipment dictate that the stronger you are, the greater the bonus it provides.
When an average expert gets top-tier equipment, it's like a three-year-old child finding a sniper rifle—it's threatening, but they can't unleash its full power.
Only when one reaches the level of the Five Saints of aristocratic families does divine equipment become a genuine necessity.
He didn't personally participate in the previous track appearances, which was already quite dignified of him.
The Food Saint glanced past everyone, met Lin Yi's gaze across the distance, and let out a barely perceptible hum.
At this moment, Lin Yi, in the form of the End Emperor, was not worthy of catching the eye of the Food Saint.
"Get out of my way!"
A single, simple sentence silenced all the eager challengers.
Even if the others were unwilling, they could only reluctantly stop in their tracks.
After all, with the title of "Food Saint" attached to him, no one would dare to act recklessly in his presence.
But I couldn't help but feel a bit resentful inside.
The Food Saint didn't care about this at all.
His personal involvement today has already broken the rules.
However, as long as I can get the divine equipment reward, none of this matters.
"Only fools are unwilling to get involved themselves!"
The Food Saint sneered inwardly.
The next second, he suddenly lunged forward, instantly teleporting from the lakeside to the Fengbo Pavilion.
This scene truly opened the eyes of everyone present.
Unlike Lin Yi, who had personally fought against the Food Saint, they had no idea how terrifying explosive power was hidden beneath that obese body.
However, this was followed by worry.
Given the terrifying strength of the Food Saint, his personal involvement must indicate he was absolutely certain of victory.
"With this race approaching, I'm afraid we won't even have time to finish loading."
Just as everyone was feeling sorry for him, the little wooden imp in the arena had already arrived in front of the Food Saint and began to slowly gather his strength.
The Food Saint appeared unconcerned, but his actions were anything but slow; he immediately unleashed his four-zhang-tall Dharma form.
With his immense status, if he were to be instantly defeated by this blockhead brat like those cannon fodder before him, he would become a laughingstock throughout the entire Tian County.
Seeing this, the people by the lake became increasingly apprehensive.
The lineage of the Food Saint is known for its profound and solemn Dharma imagery.
It is said that the Food Saint himself is the most resilient among all the four-zhang-tall Dharma Aspect masters.
"That blockhead brat definitely can't defeat him in one hit!"
"Oh no! The Food Saint has stolen my thunder today!"
"Damn it, I should have gone up and tried sooner. Whether it succeeds or not, at least I would have had a chance!"
"Now it's all over, even this last chance is gone."
A group of people joined in, pounding their chests and stamping their feet in frustration.
However, everyone's expressions suddenly froze.
As the wooden imp struck, the heavy four-zhang-tall Dharma image behind the Food Saint collapsed instantly.
The Food Saint himself was sent flying backwards.
Its obese body landed in the Heavenly Lake, creating a huge splash.
There was silence.
After a long while, someone quietly uttered a sentence.
"The Food Saint doesn't seem much different from the rest of us, right? Except he makes a bigger splash?"
The people around burst into laughter.
In the past, the Five Saints of the aristocratic families were such lofty and unapproachable beings that no one dared to blaspheme them, even in private.
Moreover, in a public setting like this.
Before anyone could react, the prestige of the Five Saints of the Aristocratic Clan had already begun to crumble.
As the gluttonous god's obese body was pulled from the lake, the faces of the crowd were filled with obvious mockery.
Even when Emperor Saint was in trouble, people spontaneously came forward to protect him. But with the way Food Saint ate today, he has naturally placed himself on the opposite side of all of them.
Everyone was too busy waiting to see him make a fool of himself to say a word in his defense.
Fortunately, the Food Saint lineage still had some deterrent power; otherwise, the crowd wouldn't have just stood by and watched, but would have openly mocked what a huge, fat pig that had fallen into the water.
Lin Yi found this scene amusing, but his attention remained focused on the wooden imp at Fengbo Pavilion.
"This thing's attack power is outrageous."
If this weren't the arrival of a racetrack, but rather an invasion of evil spirits, this single wooden imp would be enough to wreak havoc on the entire Tianjun, akin to a natural disaster.
However, for beings at the level of gods, this is nothing more than a trivial trick to amuse themselves.
He had personally experienced just how thick the Food Saint's health bar was.
If we don't count other additional items, it's even better than what I have.
Since even the Food Saint couldn't withstand the Wooden Imp's attack, it means that this path has been completely blocked.
Stubbornly resisting will never end well.
We must find a way to avoid this punch as much as possible; that is the only correct solution!
The people on the sidelines immediately reached a consensus.
The experts who came on stage next were clearly much more organized than the previous contestants.
Its core strategy is simple: dodge as quickly as possible before the wooden imp's attack lands.
The idea was good, but the reality was far from it.
More than thirty people went up one after another, using all sorts of bizarre evasive tactics, but none of them succeeded.
With the progress bar above already exceeding 70%, the restless enthusiasm of the crowd by the lake was largely dampened.
Lin Yi still has no intention of playing.
Based on current observations, there are at least two theoretically feasible solutions.
One way is to gamble on luck and try to increase the probability of physical evasion.
Secondly, it utilizes a kind of ethereal ability similar to the Ultimate Eye to render the wooden imp's attacks completely ineffective.
