blogombal Chapter 76 Winter Vacation (7) - Is it...you?
Chapter 76 Winter Vacation (7) - Is it...you?
On the third day of the arena competition, Qian Yuhan had been standing on the arena for a day and a half, and everyone knew just how strong he was.
In the audience area, a man glared angrily at Qian Yuhan on the field. This man was none other than Ning Kaiwen, who had a grudge against Qian Yuhan before the start of the arena match.
"This guy is actually this strong..."
“Young master, I’m also on the registration form. Should I go and deflate his arrogance?”
Ning Kaiwen nodded, "Then I'll trouble you, sister." Ning Kaiwen smiled slightly at the young lady beside him. This woman was not the same one from that day; she was probably sent by the sect to protect him.
As Ning Kaiwen spoke, his hand slid down her body, from her waist to her buttocks. The woman seemed used to it and didn't react. She looked at Ning Kaiwen and smiled, saying, "Leave it to me, young master."
After saying that, he walked towards the organizer's tent...
"Next match, number 0978 will be on the field!"
Beside Ning Kaiwen, the beautiful maidservant swayed gracefully with her slender waist, taking light, delicate steps as she slowly walked towards the stage. With each small step, her graceful figure swayed gently like a flower in a breeze, exuding endless charm and allure.
With her light and graceful steps, the eyes of those around her were drawn to her, as if captivated by a magnet. These gazes were filled with fervor, amazement, and infatuation, and their numbers grew ever larger. All of this was because this attendant was simply too stunning to ignore.
"Little one, hurry up and get down here, otherwise I might hurt you without warning. I'd be heartbroken if I hurt you~~~"
Qian Yuhan opened her eyes and stood up, glancing at the woman standing twenty meters in front of her. She smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your concern, sister. I will take good care of myself and won't get hurt by you."
"Hmph, you're courting death." The woman stopped pretending, and her previously fiery and alluring expression turned cold.
"Ning Hui, level 45 Soul Master, please give me your guidance." As she spoke, four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, flashed out beneath Ning Hui's feet.
This wasn't the first time Qian Yuhan had encountered a Soul Master in this arena competition, but it was the first time he, at level 45, had met one.
Without giving it much thought, Qian Yuhan summoned the Divine Sword of Light, and three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—appeared beneath his feet. "Qian Yuhan, Level 39 Battle Spirit Master, please enlighten me."
“Level 39, not bad,” Ning Hui said, surprised by Qian Yuhan’s words.
Ning Hui: What a lad! He's even stronger than the young master. He looks about the same age as the young master, maybe a little younger. Among his peers at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, there's only one stronger than the young master—Ouyang Luoxue. This kid's talent should be no less than Ouyang Luoxue's…
Ning Hui made a grasping motion out of thin air, and a long spear appeared.
Qian Yuhan gripped the Divine Sword of Light in his hand, his aura surging. Qian Yuhan discovered that if the opponent had a sword spirit, the suppressive power of the Divine Sword of Light might cause their spirit to dissipate in fear, but if it was another weapon spirit, the suppressive effect was not as great, and it could still be summoned.
So yesterday, Qian Yuhan's Divine Sword of Light shone brightly, slaying several people in succession.
"First Soul Skill: Spear Intent!"
Ning Hui's figure flashed, launching the first attack like a ghost. The first yellow spirit ring beneath her feet suddenly shone brightly, and as the light flowed, a mysterious and powerful force instantly flowed into the spear in her hand.
In an instant, the spear seemed to be shrouded in a layer of red mist, hazy and indistinct, making it difficult to discern its true form. However, with the appearance of this red mist, the already imposing spear now exuded an even more terrifying pressure.
Despite this, Qian Yuhan, standing opposite him, showed no fear whatsoever. He knew this battle was not to be underestimated, given the stark difference in strength between the two sides. But the stronger the enemy, the more determined Qian Yuhan became.
"First Soul Skill: Light Slash!"
Qian Yuhan kept his eyes fixed on Ning Hui's figure, his right hand gripping the Divine Sword of Light tightly. As Ning Hui moved back and forth, Qian Yuhan was trying to find a pattern in her movements.
Qian Yuhan closed his eyes, sensing the surrounding fluctuations. Ning Hui's movements seemed to move in slow motion in Qian Yuhan's mind. Just as Ning Hui was about to turn and move in another direction, Qian Yuhan suddenly opened his eyes, waiting for the opportunity. He swung his sword down decisively, the sharp sword energy rushing towards Ning Hui.
Ning Hui noticed that Qian Yuhan was unable to attack with full force just as she was about to change direction, so she frowned and thought to herself: This kid actually...
With no time to react, Ning Hui had to forcefully launch this attack, otherwise she would be hit by Qian Yuhan's "Bright Slash".
In that instant, all anyone saw was Ning Hui's left leg suddenly straighten, as if she were using all her strength to forcefully stop her rapidly advancing body. However, this sudden movement gave her no time to gather her strength. But even so, the spear in her hand still thrust out like lightning without hesitation!
In an instant, the spear transformed into a dazzling light, like a menacing red dragon with bared fangs and claws, carrying boundless power and a sharp aura, as it pounced towards the incredibly powerful "Light Slash" in front of it.
With a deafening roar, the two collided violently. Surprisingly, Ning Hui, who was originally quite powerful, gained no advantage in this clash. On the contrary, Qian Yuhan, whose soul power was relatively weaker, unexpectedly gained the upper hand!
"Second Soul Skill: Light Shadow Clone!"
Qian Yuhan activated her second soul skill, and in a flash, three Qian Yuhans reappeared on the arena!
Ning Hui gritted her teeth, and her fourth purple spirit ring flashed beneath her feet: "Fourth Spirit Skill: Shadowless Overlord Spear!"
With a sharp cry, Ning Huijiao channeled all her strength into her legs, unleashing a powerful burst of energy that propelled her into the air like an arrow, shooting straight into the sky. Simultaneously, her long, powerful right arm rose high, the spear she gripped gleaming coldly, like a bolt of lightning slicing through the sky, aimed directly at Qian Yuhan, who stood in the very center.
In that instant, a shocking scene unfolded. The spear suddenly exploded in mid-air, splitting into three, transforming into three incomparably sharp spear beams, each hurtling towards one of the three figures, including Qian Yuhan's main body. Each spear beam carried a world-destroying aura, as if it intended to pierce through any enemy in its path.
Faced with this sudden attack, the three Qian Yuhan remained calm. They simultaneously wielded their Divine Swords of Light, the blades gleaming brightly like dazzling suns. Then, they unleashed a series of sword strikes, which intertwined to form an impenetrable net of sword energy, attempting to block the oncoming spear light.
However, despite the imposing aura of these sword energies, their power was significantly inferior to Ning Hui's fourth soul skill. After all, Ning Hui's attack contained all her strength and skill, far surpassing any ordinary attack.
However, Qian Yuhan's attacks were numerous and dense, and their weakening effect on Ning Hui's fourth soul skill was also significant. Qian Yuhan felt the weakening was sufficient, and activated her third soul skill.
In that breathtaking moment, a dazzling yellow light suddenly shone behind Qian Yuhan. Immediately afterward, a huge and mysterious yellow humanoid phantom slowly emerged, enveloping Qian Yuhan like a guardian deity. The phantom was tall and imposing, radiating a powerful aura that sent chills down one's spine.
At the same time, Ning Hui's three spears shot out like lightning, carrying a fierce momentum as they hurtled straight towards Qian Yuhan. A deafening roar followed as the spears collided violently with the "Guardian of Light" surrounding Qian Yuhan, erupting into countless sparks and intense energy fluctuations.
In an instant, the entire arena was shrouded in thick smoke, as if it were a chaotic, undeveloped world. The audience below stared wide-eyed, trying to make out the situation in the arena, but the dense smoke blurred their vision. Everyone could only anxiously wait for the smoke to dissipate in order to find out the final outcome of this fierce battle.
After all, it was a full-force attack from the Soul Sect. Even after being weakened, it still forced Qian Yuhan to retreat repeatedly. Qian Yuhan had been careless; he underestimated the power of Ning Hui's attack. In addition, he was currently in the form of a Shadow Clone, unable to unleash the full strength of his main body, which allowed Ning Hui to injure him.
As the smoke cleared, Ning Hui stared in disbelief at Qian Yuhan, who was hunched over, panting heavily. The impact on his chest was making Qian Yuhan very uncomfortable, and he was having trouble breathing. Ning Hui, however, was amazed that her full-force attack had been blocked, and that Qian Yuhan was still standing unharmed on the other side.
His fourth soul skill had actually injured a Soul King! Unbelievable—
Ning Hui knew she was no longer able to fight, because she had used up all her soul power to unleash her fourth soul skill. She thought she could win in one blow, but unexpectedly...
Ning Hui stared intently at Qian Yuhan before her, clearly sensing the continuous fluctuations of soul power emanating from his body. That powerful and mysterious force seemed to proclaim its master's victory to the surrounding world. Ning Hui's eyes gradually dimmed, and she slowly lowered her head, her voice low and filled with helplessness as she said, "I lost..." These three words struck her heart like a hammer blow, filling her with an indescribable sense of loss and defeat.
It would be upsetting for anyone to lose to a Soul Master.
"Han won again?!"
"cold!!"
"Holy crap!!! My God!"
……
The audience erupted in cheers again; Qian Yuhan's power had completely won over everyone present. Except for Ning Kaiwen, whose face remained grim…
"Please invite contestant number 0001 to come up and challenge us."
Those who were nearby saw the person about to go on stage and were filled with anticipation and excitement.
Qian Yuhan stared intently at her opponent who had come up to challenge her, and was utterly shocked: "It's...it's you?!"
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First update, second update this afternoon! The battle between the male lead and the female lead is about to begin!!
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