Chapter 510: Yan finally couldn’t sit still anymore: "Lord of Flames, here I come!"
Chapter 510: Yan finally couldn’t sit still anymore: "Lord of Flames, here I come!"
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On the preparation seats of the Spirit Hall team, Yan of the Golden Generation had his mouth wide open, his eyeballs almost dropping to his feet.
He stiffly watched the black ten-thousand-year spirit ring rising on the stage, swallowing a large mouthful of saliva with a gulp.
"F-Fifty-third Rank, that little girl is actually a fifty-third Rankagility-attack systemSpirit King?"
Yan’s eyelids twitched violently.
Just a few minutes ago, he was still proudly clamoring with his companions, boasting that once he took the stage, he could sweep the entire field and beat the Royal Fighting Team until they begged for mercy on their knees.
But now, the Rank of whoever the opponent casually sent out actually exceeded him, a fifty-second RankGenius of the Golden Generation!
"Pfft."
A crisp and pleasant laugh came from the side.
Hu Liena was dressed in a tight, gold-inlaid battle skirt, her slender and straight thighs crossed together, her jade hand supporting her chin, with naked mockery hanging from the corners of her eyes.
"Didn’t someone just boast that apart from me, the younger generation on the entire field are all noobs?"
Hu Liena laughed until her body trembled, her long hair swaying in the breeze: "What? Now that you see the little sister’s black spirit ring, are you so scared that your tongue is tied?"
Yan’s cheeks instantly felt as hot as a branding iron, and he stiffened his neck to retort: "Nana! That was just momentary carelessness on my part!"
"Besides, so what if she is a Spirit King? I am—"
"You are fifty-second Rank, while she is fifty-third Rank; you are even one Rank lower than her."
Hu Liena blinked her alluring, bewitching fox eyes, mercilessly stabbing a knife into his heart.
Yan was choked until his face turned purple, unable to squeeze out a single word.
Over half a year ago, the strengths of him, Hu Liena, and Xie Yue were still on par with each other.
But for some reason, Hu Liena suddenly left the team and went out for a trip over half a year ago.
After returning, she was already at Rank 57, her strength far surpassing him and Xie Yue.
Now Hu Liena has even reached Rank 58!
Yan simply couldn’t raise his head in front of Hu Liena now.
Xie Yue at the side had an extremely solemn expression.
He stared fixedly at Bai Chenxiang on the stage, lowering his voice: "The Royal Fighting Team has hidden themselves too deeply."
In the entire team, apart from Hu Liena, who knew the Royal Fighting Team inside and out, only the masked Qian Renxue had an expression as calm as still water.
A trace of a smile flashed across the depths of Qian Renxue’s beautiful eyes, and her peripheral vision fell on Lin Qingmo in the distance.
"This fellow has trained this team quite well."
At this time, the battle on the arena had long since lost any suspense.
That Rank 46 Spirit HallSpirit Ancestor,
under Bai Chenxiang’s absolute suppression, couldn’t even touch the corner of her clothes.
After a flash of afterimages, a storm surged wildly!
The Spirit HallSpirit Ancestor was blasted flying out of the arena by the violent hurricane.
Referee Salas swallowed his dry throat and loudly announced: "First match, Bai Chenxiang of the Royal Fighting Team wins!"
A gloomy-looking youth from the Spirit Hall preparation seats gave a cold snort and suddenly leaped onto the arena.
He was a Rank 48 Battle Spirit Ancestor!
Seeing the opponent swap in a new challenger,
Bai Chenxiang on the arena was just about to gather her Qi to meet the battle, when Lin Qingmo’s lazy voice suddenly transmitted into her ears.
"Chenxiang, winning one match is enough. Don’t waste extra strength, and let Zhuqing go up to play for a bit."
Bai Chenxiang was slightly stunned, then playfully stuck out her tongue toward Lin Qingmo’s direction.
She didn’t even pay attention to Zhang Ping, who was waiting in full battle array on the stage. Her delicate body twisted as she flew straight down from the arena, landing back on the seats of the Royal Fighting Team.
"I forfeit!"
This scene made the audience of one hundred thousand once again dumbfounded.
Clearly holding an absolute advantage, yet they actively substituted someone?
On the seats of the Shrek Team, Dai Mubai suddenly raised his head, his eyes completely scarlet.
In the spectator area of the Star Luo Royal Team, the decadently-expressed First Prince of Star Luo, Dai Weisi, as well as Zhu Zhuyun, whose figure was alluring but whose face was ashen like dead ashes, simultaneously cast their gazes toward the seats of the Royal Fighting Team.
Because, slowly walking out from the Royal Fighting Team was a dark, graceful figure exuding an aura of cold arrogance all over.
Zhu Zhuqing!
Dai Mubai’s body trembled violently, his hands tightly gripping the armrests of his chair.
The chair back forged from fine steel was even forcibly squeezed out of shape by him!
"Zhuqing..."
Dai Mubai’s lips were dark, and complicated and crazy emotions flickered in the depths of his eyes.
On the stage, Zhu Zhuqing stepped up to ascend the arena.
Her tight-fitting black clothes wrapped around her exquisite and curvaceous figure in a stunning manner.
Those cold, aloof black eyes slightly swept over Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun in the VIP seats.
There was no hatred in the depths of her eyes, no resentment,
Only the ultimate indifference of looking at a stranger.
The cruel elimination Law of the Star Luo Empire? The imperial family’s manhunts and conspiracies?
During the period of following Lin Qingmo, these nightmares that once suffocated her had long since become passing clouds.
She stood here, fighting only for the Imperial Team, fighting for herself!
Hell Civet, Spirit Possession!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black!
An ink-dark, profound ten-thousand-year spirit ring heavily smashed into everyone’s heartstrings!
Fifty-third Rank, agility-attack systemSpirit King!
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
Dai Mubai completely lost control.
He fiercely pushed away Ma Hongjun in front of him, letting out a hysterical roar.
When she fought against him before, she was clearly only a Spirit Ancestor.
That’s not right!
At that time, she only used the power of a Spirit Ancestor!
"She hid her strength to fight me? She defeated me without even using her full strength?"
A massive sense of humiliation and contrast bit viciously into Dai Mubai’s heart like a venomous snake.
He originally thought that his loss to Zhu Zhuqing was just lacking a shred of luck and spirit ring matching.
But now he finally understood,
in Zhu Zhuqing’s eyes, he was merely a joke who didn’t even have the qualification to make her use her full strength!
"Thud..."
Dai Weisi in the spectator area collapsed heavily into his chair, his eyes hollow and absent.
Zhu Zhuyun’s face was even paler, her delicate body trembling like a fallen leaf in the wind.
Their Star Luo Royal Team couldn’t even beat Shrek.
But now, this Zhu Zhuqing whom they regarded as an abandoned chess piece was unexpectedly also a Spirit King!
With Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing having such strength, their future would be even more desperate.
Unfortunately, what they didn’t know was that the imperial throne they fought so bitterly for was probably even more laughable than the mud by the roadside in the eyes of the current Zhu Zhuqing.
This battle ended even faster.
Zhu Zhuqing’s ghostly speed and sharp cat claws slashed several black glows in the air.
Flashing, stabbing, missing, heavy striking!
The opponent couldn’t even capture Zhu Zhuqing’s figure a single time, and was ultimately slapped out of the arena by a single claw.
Two battles, two wins!
The cheers of the one hundred thousand spectators in the entire arena boiled over.
"Where is the Golden Generation? Why hasn’t the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall gone up yet?!"
"The Royal Fighting Team is too fierce, they are all Spirit Kings, how can this still be fought?"
The clamor and cheering in the stands were like adding fuel to the fire, completely igniting the anger of the Spirit Hall team.
"Enough!"
"A bunch of ignorant fellows who don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
A sudden roar was deafening!
Vast and violent fire-attribute spirit power surged out.
Flame Lord Spirit, Yan!
He stamped his feet fiercely against the ground, and his entire person was like a burning meteorite, heavily smashing down into the center of the arena.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black!
Five spirit rings violently thrummed around him.
"Spirit Hall Platinum Academy, Yan, fifty-second Rankattack system battle Spirit King!"
Yan’s eyes spewed raging flames as he stared fixedly at Zhu Zhuqing, grinning hideously:
"Little girl, don’t think that winning against two Spirit Ancestors means you can run wild in Spirit City!"
"When you meet my Flame Lord, your speed will become completely worthless!"
(End of Chapter)
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