Chapter 252 - 240: Rookie Competition (19)
Chapter 252: Chapter 240: Rookie Competition (19)
Lang Hu was completely reeling.
Zhao Chi, however, activated a surge of Energy and sent it shooting toward Qi Yue.
"Qi Yue, attack him with everything you’ve got!"
Qi Yue’s legs went soft, and she couldn’t help but let out a sigh.
"Nghh..."
She still wasn’t used to it.
Feeling this way on the battlefield was truly strange.
It made her all too easily recall that frantic hour from just before.
But... though it was embarrassing, it was also thrilling.
Although Qi Yue desperately wanted to stop everything and just feel Zhao Chi’s presence...
She hadn’t forgotten her current mission.
"Let me finish you and repay my Master for this new Ability. Continuous—Dance."
Qi Yue struck with her saber.
The Iron Saber in her right hand was almost invisible to the naked eye.
It became a transparent blur, like the blades of an electric fan.
Lang Hu’s blood splattered everywhere, but Qi Yue, already drenched in it, paid it no mind, excitedly slashing again and again and again!
She completed the three strikes of Continuous Dance every half-second.
One Continuous Dance followed another.
The Effect of Exclusive Ripping stacked rapidly.
In just three seconds, a massive wound tore open on Lang Hu’s Body.
But Lang Hu was truly something else.
He had taken so many slashes and still wasn’t dead!
He must have had some kind of Ability that boosted his survivability.
Lang Hu wasn’t dead, but he was in agony.
Excruciating pain.
Driven by the pain, he swatted Tang Ruan aside and turned to attack Qi Yue.
By now, most of the tiger men were dead or wounded, and the Female Soldiers swarmed in to attack.
"Thrust!" "Thrust!"
"Continuous Dance!" "Continuous Dance!"
"ROAR!!!"
Lang Hu struck out in a furious rage.
Four or five Female Soldiers were sent flying, and three were killed instantly.
Seeing this result, Lang Hu was confused again.
’There’s nothing wrong with my Attack, though?’
Lang Hu regained some confidence and went to attack Qi Yue again.
But... his chance was gone.
Qi Yue had already stacked too many attacks; her Talent had reached a terrifying level.
Another Continuous Dance.
SCHLICKT!
Lang Hu was sliced in two.
"Argh..."
Lang Hu’s dying scream hung over the battlefield.
The tiger men vanished.
Zhao Chi and the Female Soldiers all breathed a sigh of relief.
This battle... was even more brutal than the one with the Ghouls.
Nearly 30 tiger men had died, and they had lost 20 Female Soldiers as well.
Although Gu Qing’s Treatment was timely, the tiger men’s attacks were too ferocious, and many of the Female Soldiers were killed in an instant.
Toward the end, Gu Qing had run low on Spiritual Power.
She had to rely on potions for Recovery and consume large amounts of her own blood for the Treatment of the Female Soldiers.
However, as strong as the tiger men were, the Female Soldiers’ Attack Power was also formidable.
By layering their Combat Skills, they were able to kill the tiger men quickly.
These Female Soldiers had all become tiger-slaying warriors.
’I just didn’t expect Lang Hu to be able to transform...’
’The giant tiger he turned into was truly ferocious.’
’Without Genetic Enhancement and Paradise Fury, Lang Hu probably would have wiped us out all by himself.’
’But Lang Hu was only ranked 8th?’
’He shouldn’t be ranked that low.’
’Could it be that he was holding back before?’
’Whatever the case, we won in the end.’
Applause rang out.
The distance between Zhao Chi and the spectators closed rapidly.
[Battle Over. You have achieved victory. You may remain here to interact with the audience or click to return.]
Zhao Chi didn’t want to interact with anyone, so he returned to his domain directly.
The fallen Female Soldiers had already been teleported back.
They were all staring at Zhao Chi.
Anxiously awaiting the battle’s outcome.
Zhao Chi smiled. "We won. You all did very well."
The Female Soldiers erupted in cheers.
Gu Qing sighed. "That wasn’t an easy fight. I wanted to use Spraying Silk several times, but I managed to hold back."
’It really wasn’t an easy fight.’
’Lang Hu was incredibly strong.’
’The giant tiger he transformed into was devastatingly powerful.’
’Only Tang Ruan, with her Genetic Enhancement activated, could tank its attacks head-on.’
’The other Female Soldiers couldn’t withstand it at all.’
’The Gunners fared better; with their higher Defense Power, they could take a few hits.’
’The Sword Soldiers would be instantly killed.’
’And it wasn’t just Lang Hu who was strong; his Female Elf Hero was powerful too.’
’She could only fire two shots, but each Arrow was incredibly powerful.’
’If the angle was right, she could have even one-shotted me.’
’Luckily, Tang Ruan used Taunt to draw the attacks onto herself.’
’In any case, we won.’
Zhao Chi nodded. "Yeah, it wasn’t easy. You’ve all worked hard. Go get some rest. This should all be over soon. There are two more battles at most."
Tang Ruan and Qi Yue were both still riding a high from the battle.
One was exceptionally happy and in an excellent Mood from having assimilated Zhao Chi’s Genes.
The other had been hit by two savage Light Arrows from the Female Elf, which caused her Morale to soar, leaving her full of energy.
Both of them had pent-up energy with no outlet.
Gu Qing said, "Look at you two, all excited. Go for a swim. You can go wild in the spring."
The system’s end-of-match notification hadn’t appeared yet.
The battles in the other arenas were still ongoing.
After all, a brutal, head-on clash like the one between Zhao Chi and Lang Hu was decided relatively quickly.
However, the other matches weren’t slow, either.
Zhao Chi only caught the very end of each before they were all over.
He didn’t see any crucial information.
However, a few women did catch Zhao Chi’s attention.
They weren’t contestants, but female spectators.
They were scattered among the spectator stands in the various arenas.
Some were gorgeous, while others were plain-looking.
But all these female spectators were wearing pale yellow silk stockings.
At first, Zhao Chi didn’t pay them much mind.
He just assumed they were ordinary yellow stockings.
The color was uncommon, but not unheard of.
Some poorly made nude stockings could also take on a pale yellow hue.
But as he jumped between several arenas, he saw more than a dozen women wearing the same kind of stockings.
He didn’t need to look closely. From the sheen reflecting off the stockings and their unique pale-yellow hue—the same special shade as Gu Qing’s—Zhao Chi was almost certain that these were the ones he had made himself.
They were the older version.
The batch that had been sold to Strong Fragrance Food Street.