Chapter 251: Chapter 159: Who Exactly Is the Assassin?

The battle began anew.

This time, Lu Cang used only Pure Magic. Nearly a thousand different kinds of Magic erupted from him, fanning out in all directions!

It was a chaotic bombardment!

Lu Cang could now cast over 430 different kinds of Magic in one go. With Four-layered Release, that meant he could simultaneously unleash more than 1,700 spells at once!

With Lu Cang at the epicenter, the area in all directions exploded like a firework display!

BOOM!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Every one of Leng Qingying’s Illusions was relentlessly pursued and bombarded by hundreds of Lu Cang’s spells!

’So broken... This is just too broken!’

’Back when I was Level 3, I couldn’t beat Lu Cang, and I had thought that once I reached Level 4, I would be able to handle him.’

’But now, actually facing him in the arena, I realize just how much Lu Cang was holding back in our previous battle. It’s impossible to win against him!’

’No... I have to find a way to beat him!’

Lu Cang thought for a moment.

He decided to retract the Battle Intent from Unyielding Heart.

Unyielding Heart didn’t just attack the mind.

Moreover, she had already been defeated by him multiple times. Under the influence of Unyielding Heart’s Battle Intent, her Speed, strength, and even defense would be suppressed.

She wouldn’t be able to display her full strength.

Meanwhile, he would perform exceptionally against a weakened opponent, and all of his Combat Skills would inflict extremely lethal damage.

Lu Cang was afraid that if he kept this up, he would truly crush Leng Qingying’s spirit.

BOOM!

In the end, Leng Qingying was cornered.

Her desperate struggle ended under a blanket of Earth Fire.

Several times, just as she was about to die, she felt her opponent’s Magic suddenly weaken.

This feeling of being on the verge of death only to be spared made Leng Qingying feel even more humiliated.

It made Leng Qingying feel as though her opponent was still nursing a grudge.

’Is he still holding a grudge over my assassination attempt that day?’

’How can he be so vengeful?’

Leng Qingying couldn’t help but shudder. She had a feeling it would be better not to provoke him in the future.

After sitting on the ground and resting for a while, Leng Qingying finally stood up again.

The experience of dying three times had left Leng Qingying drenched in sweat.

But thanks to her Assassin training, she was able to adjust her mentality quite well, quickly shaking off the discomfort.

’Oh?’

’She recovered pretty quickly. Stubborn, indeed.’

After these few rounds, Lu Cang had more or less figured out Leng Qingying’s Talent.

She could summon eight Illusions at once, not including her real body.

However, back when she was Level 3, she could only summon four Illusions, again, not including her real body.

’It seems to be a Talent that improves with her Profession Upgrade.’

’A bit like my own Multiple Casting.’

"Change the map."

Leng Qingying finally spoke.

In the past, she never changed the map when fighting in the arena.

In Leng Qingying’s eyes, she could hide herself on any map.

[Mist Forest]

Leng Qingying switched the map to the Mist Forest, with the heavy fog attribute enabled. The Forest was now filled with a dense mist, reducing visibility to less than five meters.

Within the mist, even Perception was limited.

’Assassins really do love this kind of map,’ Lu Cang mused. ’On a map like this, the win rate for most Assassins probably multiplies several times over.’

Leng Qingying blended into the mist.

"But since you like mist... and you like Illusions."

[Battle Start]

"Bewildering Dream: Sea of Illusory Mist (Tier Four) (Level 301)."

Lu Cang instantly spread a sea of mist.

"Bewildering Dream: Fleeting Illusions (Tier Four) (Level 301)."

One after another, Illusions of Lu Cang appeared throughout the mist. Not only were they Illusions, but they were also moving, striking his signature poses.

They raised their Magic Staffs.

Their fingers pointed at Leng Qingying.

Suddenly, an extremely fast figure flashed past Leng Qingying from behind!

Leng Qingying’s Perception snapped back to attention.

But she discovered it was just another fleeting Illusion!

’Wait, where is Lu Cang’s real body?’

In the vast fog, fleeting illusions flickered in and out of sight everywhere.

’Lu Cang has disappeared?’

’How did it turn into me having to find Lu Cang?’

’Who’s the real Assassin here?’