Chapter 562: Bye! (3k)
“Its strength is very strong, but…”
On the judges’ bench in the center of the square, Elder Evelyn of the Nine Clans looked on quietly and frowned. “This aura seems to be missing something, with an unnatural sense of intermittent water flow, quite a show of strength. Did I sense it wrong?”
“Evelyn’s senses are not wrong. This cloaked figure’s aura is indeed very unstable. If I’m not mistaken, it should be a problem with its bloodline. Its bloodline is actually not matched with its current strength.”
Frostsky held his head in his hands, slightly turning his head, and looked at the Elder of the Second Clan. The lenses of his glasses gleamed faintly white, and he suddenly smiled, “This should also be the reason why you can control a mid-level War God to work for you, right?”
“Hehe, don’t describe our relationship as ‘working for you’ in such unpleasant terms. It’s just that it wants to become the National Master.”
A hint of pride appeared in the Elder of the Second Clan’s slightly cloudy eyes, which clearly showed that the previous statement had hit the mark. But what could be done about such an open scheme?
After all, wasn’t the Grand Prince also hiring outside help?
“Its strength is indeed strong, but I don’t know how good this powerful expert is at alchemy?”
Frostsky led the topic away without a trace, clearly wanting to probe for information.
“Hehe, you’ll know when you see it…”
As if knowing the other party’s intentions, the Elder of the Second Clan narrowed his eyes and replied indifferently, then asked back, “As for you, Walker Frostsky, you seem to have a good impression of that little Blood Clan girl from the previous match, right? With her strength, she is very likely a higher-ranking noble of the ancient Blood Clan. Do you know anything about it…”
“I don’t know…”
Frostsky shook his head. His understanding of Su Jiu was completely stuck on the fact that she possessed a Tarot Card of his lineage, the [Moon] card symbolizing secrecy and protection, and then his prediction about the identity of “Night.”
“We’ll know later anyway.”
The Elder of the Second Clan smiled, but his face, like dry bark, showed a complete lack of belief. Helping a stranger for three days at the cost of favors…
From his understanding of the Elder of the Great Clan, that person was not someone who would do that.
The conversation between the two ended uninterestingly. After a few quiet exchanges, the elders continued to focus their attention on the competition arena.
Inside the arena, as the two faced off, Frostsky waited for a moment before shouting the start of the match.
As Frostsky’s shout faded, the Snow Tiger, which looked several times stronger than the cloaked figure, hurriedly retreated more than a dozen steps to the edge of the iron chain, then crouched down with its hands on the ground, letting out a soul-stirring tiger roar.
“Roar!”
Immediately afterwards, he transformed into a giant white tiger more than ten meters long. Its massive size, like a villa, instantly occupied the entire arena. A blue law halo the size of a truck tire hung behind it, like a scorching sun.
Fierce light shot out from its eyes, staring intently at the cloaked figure opposite, who remained motionless, not daring to blink.
He understood that only by using his true form now could he deal damage to the opponent with the advantage of size. In his human form, he had no desire to attack at all, and even his legs were trembling.
The audience in the stands was also somewhat surprised to see this. It was as if they were going all out from the start. This was giving the cloaked figure a lot of face.
However, many people also realized that this was an unequal match from the start. The gap between a Demigod and a Beginner War God was as vast as a natural chasm, let alone a mid-level one, which was even more powerful than a Beginner War God.
“Interesting…”
With a light laugh, the cloaked figure slowly raised its hand, revealing a pair of very white hands that resembled a woman’s. The condensed ice blade, under the setting sun, emitted a red afterglow.
However, the slight movement of its hand caused the Snow Tiger’s fur to stand on end. Half-meter-long hooked blades sprang from its paw pads, full of tension.
“I’ll say it one last time, your race is not low, I don’t want to cause trouble, so I’ll give you a chance to surrender…”
The cloaked figure lowered its voice, emitting a neutral, hoarse sound, as if warning the opponent, but the excitement in its voice seemed to be anticipating the opponent’s stubbornness and fighting with it.
Hearing this, the Snow Tiger’s white face twitched slightly, and it let out a deep growl. It said with a hidden meaning, “So what if it’s a mid-level War God? Even if a mid-level War God doesn’t reveal its laws, it will be crushed by sheer force!”
With that said, the Snow Tiger seemed to be afraid that if the confrontation continued, the opponent would react and use its laws, and it would regret it immensely.
Therefore, it stomped the ground with its hind paws and shot towards the cloaked figure like a bolt of lightning. The law’s light was dazzling, and its claws were covered in layers of snow qi.
The tiger’s body suddenly twisted in mid-air, and its palm struck out with lightning speed, tearing through the air.
Soul-stirring!
Facing the furious strike of the giant tiger, the cloaked figure did not move at all. However, just as its giant claw was about to press down from above, its body suddenly swayed, and the figure instantly vanished strangely.
“Boom!”
Missing its attack, the Snow Tiger’s pupils contracted. Without any hesitation, it landed its front paw with a loud bang and twisted its body towards the empty space behind it, striking back with a spin.
“Screech—”
Just as its front paw was reaching back, the sound of flesh being torn instantly echoed throughout the arena. The cloaked figure, as if gliding, thrust its blade into the tiger’s arm, and along its front paw, it stabbed directly towards the giant tiger’s chest.
After just the first exchange, the Snow Tiger was already at a disadvantage, and had not even forced out the opponent’s true abilities.
“Scram!”
Hot blood sprayed out like a fountain. The Snow Tiger’s face contorted with ferocity. As white light points gathered in its mouth, snow-colored external qi erupted from its body.
It wanted to use its external qi again to shake off the cloaked figure, but unexpectedly, the opponent stuck to it like a maggot in the bone. It could only scratch at its chest again.
In fact, the damage from this thing was not that great, but being at the mercy of others was very humiliating. One had to know that the prerequisite for participating in this National Master competition was that he himself was a Tianjiao.
Being treated like a husky being led around, it was still a bit unbearable.
Its eyes constantly stared at the flickering figure. It was waiting for a good opportunity to attack and roar out the light energy in its mouth, when it suddenly heard a whisper: “As expected, this method is not suitable for me…”
Soon, he discovered that the opponent had stopped attacking, and the figure had also dispersed, disappearing somewhere. He had no choice but to stop charging.
“Dual Arrow Intent! Two Law Circles!”
“This arrow feels like it could pierce this arena.”
But the next moment, as if seeing a miracle, the entire venue suddenly erupted, causing him to look up abruptly. He saw two rather large law circles appear above his head.
And on those circles, a figure with outstretched wings could be vaguely seen. Judging by its posture, it looked like it was drawing a bow and arrow, and a fierce aura was constantly condensing, mixed with the light of snowflakes. From the tip of the arrow, intense energy fluctuations gathered, targeting…
The Snow Tiger itself!
Sensing the deadly aura coming from the arrow, the Snow Tiger froze, and then a chill spread from its paws to the top of its skull. It felt the threat of death.
“I surrender!”
A huge roar suddenly sounded in the arena. Without the slightest hesitation, just the deterrence of drawing the bow and arrow, the Snow Tiger, which was as large as a small villa, surrendered.
This outcome caused an uproar in the entire square. Everyone had expected to see a so-called dragon-tiger fight. From this perspective, the Snow Tiger was all show and no substance, completely no match!
“She is very fast, at least much faster than me, but…”
Looking at the cloaked figure hovering high in the air, Su Jiu’s face showed a hint of solemnity, then a sigh of relief, and she muttered to herself, “As long as she’s an archer, there’s a chance to decapitate.”
“Do you think you have a chance to deal with an enemy of this level?”
Leaning back in her chair, Hannah also came back from her thoughts and asked with a faint smile. She somewhat agreed with Su Jiu’s words, so there was less arrogance in her tone.
Su Jiu shook her head. She only had a one percent chance. Although the opponent was an archer, she was very fast. Unless three skills were locked in at once, there would be a chance.
First, [Blood Surge] to reduce the opponent’s reaction, then [Sword Language] to hard-control the opponent for a moment, and then [Crescent Moon Dream] to truly deal damage.
And this would have to be done repeatedly like fighting a BOSS. With her current damage, one set might not be enough…
The most important thing was that she couldn’t be instantly killed.
“Brother-in-law, if you can’t win, just surrender. It’s only one point. The second round of alchemy competition also has points.”
Seeing Su Jiu shake her head, Bai Ming said earnestly. Although he was a brute, he wasn’t stupid. Fighting a mid-level War God with a War King, was he crazy?
On the arena, after the Snow Tiger surrendered and turned back into its normal human form, the Elder of the Great Clan Frostsky shouted the slogan for the end of the first round.
After all, in such a competition, harmony was the most important. Although the Snow Demon Clan was not afraid of offending other clans, ensuring everyone’s safety was the correct approach.
The cloaked figure regretfully put away its Ice Crystal Longbow and flickered into the air. In less than half a minute, it disappeared and arrived at a corridor, leaning against a pillar. Its gaze fell in Su Jiu’s direction, and its eyes narrowed…
If it were to really shoot at the Snow Tiger on the field, it wouldn’t do it. It was just acting as a mercenary and taking money to do a job. It was better not to provoke clans with War God-level existences.
As for others, whoever dared to obstruct its path would be eliminated…
As the competition ended, another draw was held. Su Jiu was once again lucky enough to have a bye. However, there were no points for a bye, so she only had one point on her at the moment.
And whoever won between the Mr. Bald-Head Ryan and the mysterious cloaked figure would get one more point, and then the winner would compete with Su Jiu, and another victory would also add one point.
As the sky gradually darkened, just when everyone thought another easy match was about to be staged, suddenly, Ryan surrendered without even appearing on the stage.
His reason was very simple: rather than going up to be a human sandbag, it was better to gracefully enter the next round.
With this move, if Su Jiu wanted to win the championship, she still had to win this match. If Su Jiu also lost, then the cloaked figure would have three points.
And the first place in the second match only had two points, while the second and third places each had one point. As long as the cloaked figure directly took third place, it would basically be declared a candidate for National Master.
