Chapter 110
Chapter 110
“That’s completely insane!”
“He summoned forty-three phantoms in total! Who knows if that’s even his limit?”
“No wonder Rule by Inaction levels faster than Submit and Perish, even though Submit and Perish has a Forbidden Spell. Just look at all those helpers!”
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The roar in the spectator stands rose and fell like an erupting volcano. No one could believe what they had just witnessed.
The Eternal Guard’s skill effects were absurd. It was practically…
An army of one!
“As long as my Forbidden Spell is powerful enough, I can wipe out every little soldier you summon in one cast!” Submit and Perish refused to concede verbally, though his grave expression betrayed him.
The contestants watched Rule by Inaction silently return to his seat. They all understood that Stop Bothering Me had not come close to forcing him to reveal his limits!
Besides, the first three phantoms possessed the same Attributes as the original and could even use skills. How could anyone call them mere foot soldiers?
Other groups took the stage afterward, but after Rule by Inaction’s performance, the later battles felt far less shocking.
Once all sixteen groups had completed a match, the system began drawing a new set of pairings.
Group A:
[Blade of Greed · Die Beneath the Peonies] (Bloodthirst Assassin)
VS
[Windcatcher · Tingfeng Xiyu] (Windshadow Rogue)
Group B:
[Demon’s Shadow · Eighteen This Year] (Demonic Feather Knight)
VS
[Flame Venerable · Zhouyou Shijie] (Flame Demon Lord)
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“Phew!”
Tingfeng Xiyu sighed in relief. “Thank goodness I didn’t get matched with one of those cheaters!”
The thirty-two remaining contestants were a mixed lot.
Some were exceptionally strong, while others were comparatively weak.
Die Beneath the Peonies belonged to the latter group. With the Flamecloud Sword in hand, Tingfeng Xiyu was confident he could win.
“Eighteen This Year?”
Zhou Ming studied his opponent’s game ID thoughtfully.
He remembered that this fellow had always ranked near the top of the Talent Rankings.
1. Zhouyou Shijie, SSS-Rank Talent: Sovereign’s Descent
2. Eighteen This Year, SS-Rank Talent: Summon God
3. Rule by Inaction, SS-Rank Talent: Divine Blessing
4. Bawang, SS-Rank Talent: Fearless
5. Submit and Perish, S-Rank Talent: Spirit Absorption
6. Gaibang Laoda, S-Rank Talent: Harmony
7. Final Arrangements, S-Rank Talent: Miracle Hands
8. Tingfeng Xiyu, S-Rank Talent: Extreme Shadow
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Even today, Sovereign’s Descent remained firmly at the top. The best Talent beneath it was only SS Rank and could not compare.
Still, the rankings had clearly changed since Zhou Ming first checked them. Late-blooming experts like Rule by Inaction and Submit and Perish had appeared.
“Summon God?”
Zhou Ming found the Talent quite interesting.
“Brother Zhou, Eighteen This Year is another cheater!” Tingfeng Xiyu sidled over. “He’s the kind who’s invincible when his luck is good and complete trash when it isn’t.”
“What do you mean?” Zhou Ming asked in surprise.
With the native inhabitants constantly targeting him, Zhou Ming had interacted very little with other players and knew little about his opponents.
“My Talent is common knowledge, so I might as well explain it myself.” Eighteen This Year walked over openly. “It lets me summon an ancient spirit to fight for me. The summon is random, like drawing a card. I might pull an SSR, or I might get nothing but an R!”
As one of the final thirty-two, Eighteen This Year lived up to his name. He looked around eighteen or nineteen, but was thin as bamboo and appeared too frail to withstand a breeze.
“I see!”
Zhou Ming understood at once.
The explanation was direct and easy to grasp.
Just then, Tingfeng Xiyu was teleported onto the arena to face Die Beneath the Peonies.
“Finally, I’ve got you!” Flamecloud Sword in hand, Tingfeng Xiyu rapidly entered Stealth. “So that mouth of yours just won’t stop, huh? You really love running it, don’t you?”
“…”
Die Beneath Peonies’ eye twitched. He entered Stealth as well.
Once the match began, both players vanished from the arena without a trace.
Thieves and assassins were merely different branches of the same class, so their core skills naturally remained the same.
For a time, the arena looked completely empty.
Both sides waited for an opening, straining their senses as they tried to locate the other.
One minute… Two minutes…
Time slipped by.
Rustle!
Suddenly, Die Beneath Peonies heard faint footsteps to his left. He immediately unleashed Gouge. “Found you!”
MISS!
An afterimage appeared, then swiftly faded away.
“!!”
Die Beneath Peonies’ heart sank.
A fake?
Shhk…
The Flamecloud Sword traced a cold arc through the air as Tingfeng Xiyu attacked from behind him. “Want to guess why my class is called Windshadow Rogue?”
Tingfeng Xiyu chained a full sequence of crowd control and damage. Die Beneath Peonies had essentially lost any chance of turning the match around. After a brief struggle, Tingfeng Xiyu finished him off with ease.
“Congratulations!” Zhou Ming said.
With two victory points in hand, Tingfeng Xiyu’s place in the top sixteen was all but guaranteed.
“Without your Flamecloud Sword, Brother Zhou, taking that guy down wouldn’t have been easy.” Tingfeng Xiyu was all smiles.
The rewards for reaching the top ten were extremely generous.
He felt he was only one final push away!
Later, Zhou Ming and Eighteen This Year took the stage for Group B.
“Now this should be interesting!”
The spectators perked up and focused intently on the battle in the arena.
Eighteen This Year had once summoned an absurdly powerful god to possess him. How would Zhouyou Shijie respond this time?
“Since I’m fighting you, I’ll be going all out!” Eighteen This Year declared, fighting spirit blazing.
His opponent was strong!
But if he managed to summon an exceptionally powerful ancient spirit, he might still have a chance.
“No need to hold back.” Zhou Ming remained perfectly composed. “Please.”
3!
2!
1!
[System Notification: The match has begun!]
“Then don’t mind if I do!” Eighteen This Year pressed his palms together before his chest and closed his eyes, his expression solemn. “Ancient spirit, the enemy before me is exceptionally powerful. Please lend me your aid!”
Boom!!
In an instant, an imposing pressure descended upon the arena.
Zhou Ming remained calm and made no move to attack, giving his opponent every opportunity to put on a show.
Ding!
[System Notification: Demon’s Shadow · Eighteen This Year has used the Talent [Summon God], successfully summoning the ancient spirit [Dark Lord · Chris] to aid him in battle!]
“I pulled an SSR!”
Eighteen This Year was ecstatic. “Zhouyou Shijie, tough luck! This is the strongest being I’ve ever summoned since obtaining this Talent!”
A phantom appeared beside him. Its features were impossible to make out, but the aura rolling off it was astonishingly powerful.
[Dark Lord · Chris] (Phantom) (Celestial Spirit-Tier Boss)
Level: 61
HP: 1,200,000
Attack: 20,700-21,200
Defense: 11,100-12,100
Skills: [Dark Blade] [Dark Domain] [Destructive Sword Qi] [Soul Slumber] [Blood-Devouring Hand]
Description: A mighty expert from ancient times who roamed the world and rarely met his match. Regrettably, even he ultimately returned to dust before the power of time.
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“Two against one. The advantage is mine!” Eighteen This Year’s fighting spirit soared.
“That’s quite an impressive Talent!” Zhou Ming praised. “Once you’re strong enough, you may even have a chance of summoning a god-tier powerhouse in their prime. However…”
“However what?” Eighteen This Year frowned.
“However…”
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