Chapter 543: One-on-One Battle (3k)
After the Snow Turtle Clan member died, its body continuously grew larger, occupying more than half of the arena. Its neck flowed with what looked like spring water, as if it were free.
The scene on the stage left everyone stunned. They almost blankly stared at the Black-clad Bishop. Although a life-and-death agreement had been signed, they still found it difficult to accept that someone would deliberately kill a monster in full view of all the demons.
“Your Majesty the Snow Emperor, this person rashly killed my clansman after the match. Isn’t that against the rules?”
The Elder of the Snow Turtle Clan’s face showed unprecedented anger. Carrying his massive shell, he extended a front webbed foot, intending to go forward and petition the Snow Emperor. However, he found a cold gaze directed at him.
“Old Turtle, with your strength, which isn’t even Demigod Level, you should really worry about yourself. I happen to need a turtle shell.”
A gentle voice came from the direction of the gaze. It was the Ferryman who had previously made eye contact with Su Jiu. After glancing at the Old Turtle, he retracted his gaze and slightly bowed to the Snow Emperor in the VIP seat.
“Your Majesty, there are still seven people left on the stage. It’s normal for my subordinate to make a move. He just accidentally killed that turtle, which had no special abilities.”
The Snow Emperor glanced at the two people below the stage, his gaze first passing over the Ferryman, then the Old Turtle. He narrowed his eyes slightly before retracting his gaze and continuing to look at the stage, saying indifferently:
“That’s exactly right, so I also feel there’s no problem. We shall part ways now. I ask everyone to please not mention it again.”
After receiving the Snow Emperor’s reply, the two returned to their seats, as if everything had returned to normal. Seeing this, the Snow Emperor slightly rose, looked at a frost cloud in the distance, and placed his hand in front of his chest, bowing slightly. He said loudly:
“May I ask the Elder of the Ninth Clan to announce the results of the competition.”
At this moment, everyone looked over with surprise. The sharp-eyed ones noticed a half-human-tall girl lying on the clouds, with pointed ears, a doll-like face, and a snow lotus mark on her forehead. She looked like a Shrunk version of Anna.
Her gaze was keenly interested in Su Jiu, and she was fiddling with two ice walnuts in her hands, muttering to herself, “This person is really interesting, especially that mask from earlier. It seems like those people’s…”
Hearing the Snow Emperor’s voice, she propped herself up with her hands, glanced at the crowd below, and spoke in a voice that was old beyond her years:
“I declare the first round of the competition concluded. For the second round, the Grand Prince will continue to draw lots to start it. Any contestants who need healing can go to the VIP seats, where there are dedicated healing Priests.”
“Okay.”
Facing the other’s proposal, the Snow Emperor did not dare to object further. He simply smiled indifferently, waved his hand, and ordered servants to set up the device for designing the rankings and drawing lots. He then amplified his voice with external qi:
“All contestants, please come down first. Later, you will draw lots yourselves. There are six pieces of paper in that ball, with two each numbered one to three.”
Su Jiu and the others descended from the stage and returned to their respective places, awaiting the Snow Emperor’s drawing notification.
Su Jiu scanned the crowd and went to the small pavilion. She saw Lolita run over to her with a “whoosh,” lightly clapping her hands in front of her, a particularly satisfied expression on her face. She then snorted,
“Sister Su, the fireworks were great… especially when I saw you knock that Frost Ghost down. That was awesome! For intentionally drugging me and making my voice hoarse.”
“Children should have the smell of children.”
Seeing the normally precocious and unsmiling little girl become happy, Su Jiu also gave a shallow smile and scratched her head.
Then, under the girl’s reluctant expression, she got her phone back and put it away.
Su Jiu looked at the girl’s pleading expression again and chuckled, saying:
“When sister wins the next match, I’ll buy you one too. When your father opens up the Snow Demon Kingdom in the future and installs base stations, you’ll be able to play any game and watch any anime you want.”
Hearing Su Jiu’s words, which were almost like wishful thinking, Anna simply nodded. She was very similar to E Huo, both being very well-behaved types, rarely causing trouble.
“I see that the remaining participants are all Demigod Level, and you are only Battle King Level. Can you really handle it?”
While the two were talking, the Snow Brown Bear slowly walked over, looking at Su Jiu with some worry. In his opinion, among this group of strong individuals, Su Jiu’s success relied heavily on trickery. If she wanted to play tricks in a one-on-one fight, it would be almost impossible.
Hearing this, Su Jiu didn’t respond immediately. After a moment of thought, she smiled and replied, “I can’t guarantee that I’ll definitely become Anna’s teacher, but advancing should be no problem.”
“It seems Miss Su is very confident.”
The Snow Brown Bear was slightly taken aback by this. Then, he laughed heartily. As His Majesty had said, this person was definitely not an ordinary Initial Stage Battle King. She was likely hiding her cultivation level.
“Please contestants, strike those floating snowballs.”
While Su Jiu and the others were talking, the Snow Emperor’s voice rang out again. Su Jiu slowly looked in the direction of the voice.
She saw the Snow Emperor lightly wave his sleeve, and then ten meters above his head appeared six faintly glowing snowballs. The snowballs rolled slightly in the void, as if waiting for their masters.
“Bang!”
The Demigod Level wolf demon was the first to act. He flicked his qi and obtained the number “2.” Then, his companion, the tiger demon, also took action and obtained the same number “2.” Immediately, the elders of both clans’ eyes went black.
How unlucky could they be? It had turned into an internal battle between the two clans.
While the two clans were complaining, a black aura shot out from the Ancient God Sect’s seat, shattering one of the snowballs, revealing a “1.”
“It looks like I’ll either fight the Ancient God Sect or the strong Frost Ghost or that boxer… I hope I draw the Ancient God Sect guy. He’s the only one that’s easy to deal with.”
Su Jiu didn’t rush to hit the snowball. She stood in place, but her brows suddenly furrowed. She slightly tilted her head, her gaze sweeping to the side, looking towards the VIP seats. She happened to see a pair of sinister eyes.
Looking at his appearance, it was Kantu’er, with whom she had briefly sparred before. Seeing him like this, he seemed to still harbor resentment towards her, planning to settle the past grievances in this one-on-one match.
“Pray we don’t meet.”
Seeing Su Jiu’s gaze, Kantu’er’s eyes narrowed slightly. He let out a cold laugh, slowly stood up from his seat, and flicked his finger towards one of the snowballs, causing it to explode and reveal the number inside – [3].
Amos naturally noticed the silent animosity between the two. He then flattered, “Cousin, it’s good that we didn’t get [1]. Otherwise, there would be no chance to personally kill this girl.”
Seeing the revealed number, Kantu’er provocatively glanced at Su Jiu, crossed his arms, and smiled sinisterly. He deliberately amplified his voice with external qi, saying:
“If she draws [3], I’ll keep my word and cut off both her arms and legs to take them back and eat them. Any monster that dares to toy with me like this will repent in my belly.”
Anna looked at Su Jiu with some concern, but Su Jiu lightly patted her head, completely indifferent, and also amplified her voice: “Don’t be afraid, a barking dog doesn’t bite.”
Facing Kantu’er’s threat, Su Jiu considered it mere fart. If they really fought, she could indeed kill him instantly.
The moment she clashed with him, she understood that he was actually of the same type as her, but his defensive power was far inferior to hers as an assassin.
She was a healer with high burst damage, high defense, self-sustaining life-steal, and the ability to unleash her ultimate and go into a berserk state. How could a pure, fragile assassin play against her?
Su Jiu’s amplified words caused many people in the arena to laugh. Kantu’er was both enraged and helpless by her antics. He wanted to attack her right now, but the Elder of the Ninth Clan of the Snow Demons was still hovering in the sky, watching menacingly.
“Pray you don’t meet me, otherwise you might not be able to advance.”
With a faint smile, Su Jiu took a step forward, her gaze fixed on the distant sky. She slashed out a blood-golden attack between two fingers, instantly shattering one of them, and soon revealed the [3] tag.
When Kantu’er saw that Su Jiu had drawn the same number as him, he was stunned at first, then his face showed surprise. Amidst the surprise, he revealed his slightly yellowish teeth, looking at Su Jiu in the distance, and made a mouth shape: “You’re dead…”
Su Jiu smiled nonchalantly, slowly extended her hands, gave him a middle finger, and opened her mouth slightly, also mouthing: “Idiot.”
Although she didn’t understand the meaning of Su Jiu’s words, her universally recognized gesture made Kantu’er’s face turn slightly red with anger. He tightly gripped the black sharp blade in his hand, looking like he was about to attack.
The Frost Ghost elder behind him gently placed a hand on his shoulder and said indifferently, “She’s just a Battle King. Won’t she be easily handled on the stage?”
Kantu’er mumbled in response, but closed his eyes, deciding not to look at Su Jiu, as it would only needlessly irritate him.
After the last bald youth finished drawing lots under everyone’s gaze, most of the matchups were decided. Except for the two brothers from the same clan who had to fight each other and looked incredibly dejected, everyone else seemed indifferent, believing they would definitely win.
“Just a bald head from an academy who hasn’t seen blood. He can be easily killed.”
Especially the Demigod Level Black-clad Bishop from the Ancient God Sect. His gaze fell upon the bald youth, and he let out a sneer. He thought that the latter’s entry was likely due to leeching off others, and that he didn’t have much actual skill.
The Snow Emperor gave them another three hours to recover. His gaze slowly swept across the entire venue. Seeing that all six had mostly recovered, he nodded slightly and his faint voice echoed throughout the arena:
“Since everyone has rested sufficiently, the competitions will now proceed in reverse order. Will the two contestants with number three please step forward!”
Upon hearing the numbers called by the Snow Emperor, the crowd in the arena immediately erupted. The two who had already been filled with animosity would surely make for an interesting fight if they clashed now!
