Cultivation: But Not a Game-Chapter 200 - 111: Duel of Spells, Reunion with the Trio
Su Yu asked curiously:
"Is this person very formidable?"
"He has a BOSS-level creature in his hands, very powerful."
After a pause, he added:
"This person is very famous in the Ten Thousand Poison Gang, no one in the Divine Wind Gang is his match."
"Is this the first move, showing strength as an opener?"
Su Yu turned back to look at the arena.
Yao Chenfeng was not careless and immediately summoned his Tier Seven Treasure, a flame gourd, as soon as he entered the arena.
The gourd expanded, continuously spewing out fine yet tremendously powerful lines of fire, like bullets, with immense force and ceaseless momentum.
His opponent used the common Gu Dao Stream from Ten Thousand Poison Island, holding a Thousand Gu Banner, as a swarm of flying Gu came rushing in like a tide.
However, coincidentally, Yao Chenfeng’s magical treasure was able to restrain the Gu Dao Stream effectively. The gourd, like a machine gun, frantically spewed tiny lines of fire. The flying Gu, upon contact, would turn into fireballs and fall, covering the ground in the blink of an eye.
The person showed no expression at the loss of many Gu creatures, merely taking out a wooden cauldron from his arms, opening the lid to release poisonous mist. With a thunderous ’croak’, a red light flew out from the cauldron, transforming into a level 92 elite template, the Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad with a leader suffix.
After landing, the Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad opened its mouth, spewing a stream of colorful Bone-Eroding Poison Mist.
Yao Chenfeng waved his sleeve, a gust of wind blowing away the poison mist, the fire-lines gourd turning, sending a dense spray of fine fire lines at the Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad. Instantly, numerous holes appeared on the toad’s body as dense as a beehive.
"Croak!"
The Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad opened its mouth and flicked out its tongue, spanning hundreds of meters, striking Yao Chenfeng’s treasure on his head, causing it to sway slightly. Its massive body leapt into the air, and with its mouth open, a gas explosion unfurled, unleashing an endless stream of Bone-Eroding Poison Mist, covering half the arena in an instant. Amidst the toxic mist, a ball of golden thunder descended.
"Ten Thousand Poison Golden Thunder!"
Yao Chenfeng reflexively extended a finger:
"Five Flames Divine Thunder!"
The two balls of thunder fire exploded, with flames and golden poison flames corroding and canceling each other out.
Taking advantage of Yao Chenfeng holding off the Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad, his opponent took out a Gu Bag, releasing a swarm of Scarlet Refined Flying Snakes trained to a level over 60, which attacked alongside the flying Gu summoned by the Thousand Gu Banner, engulfing Yao Chenfeng.
The Thousand Gu fiercely collided, causing the Treasure Light to shake violently.
"It’s going to win."
On the Ten Thousand Poison Gang side, there were expressions of delight, while on the Divine Wind Gang side, the expressions were grim.
"Old Yao probably won’t be able to handle it."
Zhang Chao said with a serious expression:
"That Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad is too tanky, it’s hard for him to deal with it quickly."
Yao Chenfeng’s flame gourd effectively restrains mid to low-level toxic Gu insects, sweeping them like a machine gun in large swathes. However, it’s tough to deal with tank-like large Gu creatures with high defense, let alone large BOSS template Gu creatures.
Not everyone can easily challenge across levels. Su Yu can easily defeat level-100 or so big monsters and regular BOSSes, but that does not mean others can do the same.
A level 92 elite BOSS is not easy to deal with, even with Tier Seven Treasures.
Until the Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad endured the attack and got close, forcing Yao Chenfeng to surrender.
"Sorry, I lost."
"No worries, just do your best."
Lin Qingfeng turned back and asked:
"Who’s up next?"
Li Qin considered that her All Heaven Fiery Array could restrain Gu insects and was about to raise her hand when someone spoke from behind:
"I’ll go."
Turning around, it was Su Yu who stepped forward, smiling as he said:
"I’ll go, so we can finish early and still have time to train some levels."
The strong confidence he exuded made everyone break into smiles.
Su Yu did not want to create any last-moment dramatic rescue scenes, deciding to defeat them swiftly like a thunderbolt.
Leaping onto the arena, he quickly summoned the Cyan Cloud Cover, seeing the swarming Gu insects wrapped in toxic clouds rushing towards him, followed by the thunderous chirping of the Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad leaping forward.
This time, Su Yu did not summon a flying sword but instead took out the Wind and Fire Fan, giving it a wave, injecting mana into the fan, which released winds and flames, quickly forming a fiery tornado pillar.
With repeated waves of the fan, streams of wind and fire energy surged in, the fiery tornado pillar rapidly growing over a hundred meters tall, surrounded by sharp wind blades rotating swiftly like razor-sharp knives, emanating a strong suction force.
The swarming flying Gu of only over twenty levels could not resist the suction force emanating from the tornado pillar, being sucked in and quickly blistering and exploding into pieces.
The tornado pillar stood towering, preventing any low-level Gu insects from getting close.
Only the Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad leapt over a hundred meters high, crashing down like a meteor.
But the next second, ambient energy gathered and condensed into a massive hand of energy, slapping it down.
"Bang!"
The grappling hand shattered, and the giant toad was knocked flying.
"Wind God’s Order!"
A massive rune exploded above the toad’s head, and a gentle breeze descended to bind it.
Su Yu grabbed the Wind-Fire Vajra Wheel with his left hand and gave a light toss; the Vajra Wheel rapidly expanded in mid-air, reaching a hundred meters in size by the time it ascended to a kilometer height, descending wrapped in wind and fire, slashing onto the toad’s head, rotating crazily to cut.
Two Tier Eight Treasures and one Tier Seven Treasure, against the under level 100 Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad, had no power to fight back and was suppressed, causing its health to drop rapidly.
Seeing this, the person hurriedly raised his hand and shouted:
"I surrender!"
Su Yu thought about how he didn’t annihilate Yao Chenfeng earlier, nor did he finish off the Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad, and released his suppression of it.
The man immediately took out a wooden cauldron to summon back the Ten Thousand Poison Red Toad, finally breathing a sigh of relief, cupped his fists toward Su Yu, and turned to jump off the arena.
As soon as he left, someone couldn’t wait to jump onto the arena; it was Jiang Ming of the trio. He cracked a cruel smile:
"Kid, let’s see where you run this time."
Su Yu directly put away the Vajra Wheel and Wind and Fire Fan, reaching out to grasp the Thunderbolt wrapping around his body, and said calmly:
"This time, you’ll have to die again."
"Arrogant, you think you’re a true dragon?"
Su Yu did not engage in verbal sparring and directly activated the Thunderbolt to rush forward, interrupting him.
"Good timing!"
Jiang Ming also summoned two blue flying swords to confront him; as the four flying swords crossed, his face changed:
"How is this possible?"
Massive pressure was transmitted from both swords, directly pressing them down.
Then the Thunderbolt shook, and ten divided Sword Qi slammed down consecutively; he reflexively activated the Sword Formulas to derive sword moves:
"Thunderbolt Splitting Light Sword!"
Twenty-five blue Sword Qi split and clashed with the divided Sword Qi, repeatedly exploding.
Following this short exchange, the confidence Jiang Ming had moments ago had vanished; realizing the man before him was a formidable foe, he decisively launched his big move, his two swords suddenly brightened, greatly increasing attack power and speed, but barely managed to contend with Su Yu.
Su Yu didn’t activate the Thunderbolt Sword’s additional skills, continuing to maneuver the dual swords to compete in swordsmanship with Jiang Ming, as the four flying swords crisscrossed, a constant crisp clinking filled the air.
Seconds later, the crisscrossing Thunderbolt shook again, emitting another ten Sword Lights into the battle zone, causing the two blue flying swords to tilt; the Thunderbolt twin swords seized this moment to swirl, and a dense shower of sparks erupted.
"Sword Light Division?"
Jiang Ming was flustered in stabilizing his dual swords, his eyes wide open.
The first wave of divided Sword Qi struck him as a skill inherent to the flying swords or a Sword Formulas derivative magic; little did he expect it originated from Sword Light Division.
"This young boy mastered Tier Three Sword Skill Realm so young....."
At this moment, doubt crept into his heart, contemplating whether to jump out of the arena and surrender.
His dwindling fighting spirit reflected in his sword moves; Su Yu, without comprehending any sword heart, was extremely perceptive to such hesitations at his level of swordsmanship, quickly sensing the opponent’s faltering offense, decisively urged the Thunderbolt to forcibly merge.
The fusion of the two flying swords entered the Flowing Light Realm, vanishing from Jiang Ming’s perception.
"Not good!"
He quickly attempted to recall the twin swords for defense, but just as the thought arose, a flash of flowing light flitted past; his protective treasure light shook violently, defenses dropping rapidly like a breached dam.
"Damn!"
He quickly injected mana into his treasure, feeling the defense dropping speedily—it made his heart shudder and immediately raised his hand, shouting:
"I surrender!"
Yet, Su Yu’s attack didn’t halt; instead, it sped up, an eye-dazzling Sword Qi whirling at unimaginable speeds, forming a Sword Qi storm around Jiang Ming’s protective treasure.
"I surrender!"
This time, everyone heard, but no one spoke, because Jiang Ming had mentioned they had personal grudges; this battle decides rank and life or death, surrender doesn’t count.
His two companions were anxious to death but dared not do anything under the stern gaze of several sword duel witnesses.
Jiang Ming’s protective treasure was a Tier Seven Treasure, very strong in defense.
But even the strongest has limits; against the dual sword fusion’s nearly 200,000 damage per second, the defense broke within six seconds.
The magical robe’s adornments sparkled and dimmed momentarily, and a second later, a head flew up.
"Divine Wind Gang wins, please send the next contestant from the Ten Thousand Poison Gang."
All eyes fell on Jiang Zhihong and An Chenfeng, neither daring to step up, faces full of hesitation completely devoid of their previous arrogance.
At this, Wang Gong coldly remarked:
"Didn’t you both take the advance payment!"
The two exchanged glances, An Chenfeng gritted his teeth:
"We’ll refund double the deposit."
"I don’t care for the money; having accepted it, you must deliver. Please, both of you!"
Under usual circumstances, a reversal might earn goodwill, but right now, putting everything into inviting experts, failure meant massive losses; Wang Gong could not retreat.
Seeing their demeanor indicated sure loss, yet their attempts would showcase Su Yu’s broader capabilities, offering more preparation for the esteemed experts.
Under his icy gaze, Jiang Zhihong and An Chenfeng knew this meant they would have to "die" once.
Exchanging looks, the now-calm Jiang Zhihong said solemnly:
"I’ll go first!"
With a leap, he jumped onto the arena, swiftly summoning a White Bone Relic above his head, casting a layer of treasure light, then deploying a magic banner, waving it to summon dense magic souls encircling him, including seventeen White Bone Yaksha ranging from levels 80-116.
White Bone Yaksha, cultivators’ flesh and blood are refined by magic, reduced to bones, and their souls trapped within, driven to serve, unable to seek life or death.
Since the cultivators’ souls remain, most of their pre-life magical arts can still be exercised, as well as magical treasures.
This is purely a Demon Dao method.
