Chapter 340: Something’s Wrong (3.5k)
In the spacious arena, two figures stood opposite each other, both holding long swords. Their blue robes and golden wide shirts fluttered without wind, making them stand out against the pale yellow tiled plaza.
The audience stands erupted like a boiling kettle, with rapid shouts exploding in an instant. Clearly, everyone had been eagerly anticipating this arranged battle since the morning.
Would it be a dragon and tiger clash, or a one-sided annihilation?
“The battle between Dragon Country’s two top academies! This is the first intra-country war so far. It’s definitely going to be entertaining.”
“Does this count as a battle between ordinary students and students from noble families?”
“It should, right? From what the short girl said, the team they represent is largely from the common folk. Otherwise, how could they, as mid-tier Battle Generals, defeat a Battle King?”
“Alas, a Battle General fighting a Battle King… I hope they don’t get shut out.”
Gazing at the two figures confronting each other in the arena, the crowded stands were filled with whispers. Most people held a supportive attitude towards these two.
Among the many students who couldn’t participate, perhaps they saw Su Jiu as their own avatar. How many of those who could participate came from ordinary families? Precisely because of this, the public yearned for the victory of those who represented their own aspirations.
“Please confirm your respective starting order.”
The referee’s gaze swept across the two individuals, then turned to the teams behind them. His expression grew serious. He then looked back at his iPad and counted a few things. The participating order of the contestants flashed onto the electronic screen with a “swish.”
“What’s going on? Did they submit the wrong roster?”
“Ah! Why is the leader of that Magic City team a Priest?”
“It shouldn’t be wrong. A Priest requires certification. Do you think any random Warrior can sneak in?”
However, the appearance of the roster caused widespread astonishment. Since it included avatars, they quickly discovered that Su Jiu was listed in the Priest position. This led many to feel perplexed. Normally, no matter how strong a Priest was, they wouldn’t be made captain. This was a matter of principle – they would be targeted.
“Priest – Frost Blade? Is that girl named Frost Blade? Or perhaps… that’s impossible. Such a monstrous talent is one in a million. It’s impossible for them to appear as a Priest.”
On the high platform, the black-clothed elder, Yun Mo, was also full of surprise. The people sent by headquarters were Priests? The two behind him also had varying expressions, but ultimately, none of them were optimistic about this “silver bullet.”
“Mr. Yun, how could you make such a blunder? Having a Priest as the student captain, I’m afraid this student Frost will have a hard time participating in the next match.”
The monk behind them chuckled sinisterly. Clearly, seeing the ancient Eastern country that had once crushed his own nation falter was a source of pleasure.
Yun Mo glanced at him but said nothing, only furrowing his brow slightly as he continued to look down.
The referee seemed to have found a crucial point. He scrutinized Su Jiu and confirmed again, “Mocking Fish team, is there really no problem with your roster?”
“No problem! Referee, please begin. We have no intention of changing it.”
Indifferent to the surrounding whispers, Su Jiu chuckled. The sword in his hand, suffused with blood qi, gently tapped the ground. With a casual sweep, a powerful gust of wind emanated from the blade, blowing away some dust from the ground.
“I didn’t expect you to be a Priest, hehe… Then don’t blame me for not holding back. We also have no intention of changing.”
Holding a sword full of golden light, Chen Qianyun also swung it gently, the blade flicking and displaying fancy sword moves, exuding a sense of pressure. A strange smile appeared on her face. She had initially intended to target the Priest, but she hadn’t expected fate to bring them together so conveniently.
Su Jiu kicked the guy with dyed hair away. She had some conjectures. Perhaps it was because the dyed-hair guy was too overconfident, and the former’s strength might have also reached the Half-step Battle King level, thus strengthening his basic physical attributes. All these reasons combined led to the previous scene.
“All unauthorized personnel, please step back. Leave the first round participants. The first round will be Li A’hu against Ling Feng. The respective Priests are… Frost Blade? And Chen Mengmeng.”
Hearing Su Jiu’s voice, the referee waved his hand. As he waved, the clamor in the arena automatically subsided considerably. He began to read out the roster. When he reached Su Jiu’s name, he paused slightly. After all, he was not from Dragon Country, and he assumed such a name was likely used by Dragon Country people.
As the words fell, A’hu and the two opposing contestants leaped forward. Chen Qianyun whispered a few words into the ear of the girl who somewhat resembled her, and finally glanced mockingly at Su Jiu before slowly walking off the stage.
With the contestants entering the arena and Chen Qianyun’s departure, the gaze of the entire crowd on the four people in the arena became much more fervent. This match might be the most exciting segment of this qualifiers.
A’hu’s appearance naturally caused the two opponents to be slightly stunned. They had some impression of the bearded man who followed Li Yi around like a servant every day.
“How can you, a servant, come to the World Competition?”
The young man named Ling Feng shouted, summoning a silver-white long spear. A trickle of blue mist rose on the spear. He reversed his grip, planting the butt of the spear on the stage, causing ripples to spread from the center towards Su Jiu and the other person.
“No one is born noble. Couldn’t all our ancestors have been farmers? Win against us first.”
Before A’hu could even make a move, Su Jiu, standing in the back row, chuckled. He thrust his long sword straight into the ground. The special material floor, which had endured countless battles before, was actually cracked open by a small opening.
“Let’s begin. Show me what you’ve got.”
Immediately after, with a flash of white light, Su Jiu’s hair fluttered. He casually placed one hand on the sword hilt and sneered. A biting frost qi surged outwards like a tide, instantly freezing the external qi used by the young man named Ling Feng.
However, the chill did not stop there; it continued to spread. Despite being separated by the formation’s protective shield, it still caused some students near the competition stage to shiver.
What biting frost qi!
Is this a Priest?!
To avoid exposing his Blood Clan identity, Su Jiu naturally chose not to use his main body to fight. Instead, he directly activated the Ice Dragon Transformation. It was also a good opportunity to test how strong the amplification would be with the orthodox healing bloodline.
“Putting on a show, just doing useless things. Two mid-tier Battle Generals against our two high-tier Battle Generals – easily defeated!”
However, this move caused those two opponents to feel a bit nervous. Su Jiu’s methods were too oppressive. If he weren’t in the Priest position, they might have even felt like they were facing a mentor.
“Miss, it’s my turn now.”
With Su Jiu establishing his dominance, A’hu grinned, stretching his neck. A fiery aura erupted from his robust body. He gripped a massive wolf-tooth club, emanating a killing aura. Even from a close distance, one could see that it was covered in traces of battles.
Nodding slightly, Su Jiu didn’t rush to buff A’hu. He knew that A’hu desired a hearty battle, not a one-sided slaughter.
A’hu looked up at Ling Feng. Their eyes met in the arena, sparks flying. His tiger-like eyes burned with a fighting spirit. Perhaps this was his only chance to shout his honor to the world, and he couldn’t waste it.
“Whoosh—Bang!”
“Let’s begin.”
The four pairs of eyes locked onto each other, and a tense atmosphere spread across the arena. After nearly half a minute, the sound of a gunshot from outside the arena finally ignited the atmosphere.
“Bang bang bang!”
The two figures, enveloped by their respective external qi, shot out like arrows the moment the referee’s gunshot sounded!
Furthermore, due to the extreme speed, many outside the arena could only see two blurry shadows shooting out. Finally, in the center, like meteorites, with incomparable impact, fiery aura and water vapor continuously rubbed and collided, the sizzling sound echoing throughout the entire venue.
“Clang!”
In the center of the arena, two blurry figures crossed paths. The sharp long spear thrust out like lightning, but it was easily blocked by the massive wolf-tooth club. Instantly, sparks flew. A’hu exerted force, let out a hearty laugh, and easily pushed it back, shouting, “What? Is this all a high-tier Battle General is capable of?!”
“This person’s strength is so immense, and every time we clash, he can accurately predict the landing point of my spear. How can he be so strong?”
Feeling the tingling sensation from the impact, Ling Feng’s expression changed slightly. He was uncontrollably pushed backward and could only rely on the butt of his long spear to stabilize himself.
“Defeat her, and everything else can be discussed…”
He glanced at Su Jiu, who seemed unfazed, then narrowed his eyes and rushed forward. The tip of his spear dragged on the ground, creating sparks. His target was clear.
“What? A high-tier Battle General dealing with a mere mid-tier Battle General, and still attempting a decapitation strike on the Priest!”
As their figures crossed, A’hu chuckled. He swung his massive wolf-tooth club with his backhand. The strong gust of wind carried by the wolf-tooth club directly tore through the air. The sharp whistling sound was piercing to the eardrums.
“How can he have such reaction speed?!”
As the wolf-tooth club swung, Ling Feng’s pupils widened in surprise. He forcefully twisted his body and hastily raised his long spear. The next moment, the two collided. The shaft of the spear was bent into a strange arc. The fierce impact made him slide with his feet dragging on the ground, almost being knocked out of the arena.
He stared intently at A’hu, who had a mocking expression on his face. He quickly yelled at Chen Mengmeng, the girl behind him who was staring blankly, “Hurry up and give me a buff! The enemy Priest might have already cast enhancement spells.”
He had no chance to break through the enemy Priest. It was the ultimate disgrace for him, a high-tier Battle General, to be locked in a melee with a mid-tier Battle General.
The girl with the ponytail, Chen Mengmeng, immediately shook her head and quickly recovered. She tapped her staff lightly, and several formations moved from beneath her feet towards Ling Feng. As a high-tier Battle General Priest, she had the ability to control multiple skills simultaneously.
Sensing the amplification in his body, Ling Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and a smile reappeared on his face. Fortunately, his Priest was a high-tier Battle General. Without further thought, he began chanting something softly and summoned his Bloodline Phantom to battle.
This scene was naturally observed by Su Jiu, who then chuckled. With a blink of his eyes, two formations, one blue and one green, emerged beneath his feet and surged towards A’hu. The blue formation was crude – it amplified the recipient, Su Jiu, by twenty percent of his strength and ten percent of his Qi Sea recovery.
The green one continuously repaired any wounds and mental exhaustion of the recipient whose strength was below the Battle King level. Severe injuries were not applicable, but minor injuries were essentially healed upon being sustained.
Giving the weak the strength of the strong was an extremely buggy skill in any MMO game.
“With this amplification, I should possess strength close to a Peerless Battle General.”
As Ling Feng completely finished summoning and merging with his Bloodline Phantom, he looked up confidently, but his expression stiffened slightly. The long spear in his hand trembled slightly.
He discovered that the opponent on the other side seemed to be ignited by flames. Their aura was like an erupting volcano, and their massive physique was terrifying, like a demon king.
Something seems wrong? Shouldn’t it be the enemy is weak and we are strong?
