bookrandom Chapter 218 The Strength of the Last Team
Chapter 218 The Strength of the Last Team
The liquid secreted by its skin effectively suppressed the fire, and the flames on its body gradually went out.
But now that your form has been revealed, you have no choice in what to do.
Zhong Ming gathered a powerful strike and used the Great Cold for the first time in this trial.
A cold wind swirled around the tip of the spear, a flash of silver light appeared, and the sound of bells rang out like heavenly soldiers arriving. The chill all around made even the thick-furred monster wary and dare not approach easily.
A giant black bear, a one-legged bird that seemed to have the bloodline of the Bifang, a five-tailed, one-horned monster resembling the divine beast Zheng... they all appeared vigilant, lowering their heads and cautiously pacing around Zhong Ming.
Zhong Ming wasn't going to let them get away with it. He swung his spear down, passing just three inches above the insect demon. Just when the insect demon thought this foolish human had missed, Zhong Ming spun 360 degrees in mid-air and slammed the tip of his spear into its body, splitting it in two.
The sudden cold snap slammed heavily onto the ground, and frost condensed on the barren land it had struck, slowly spreading along the surface.
In the later stages of Qi Refining, cultivators are generally able to use powerful spells, such as multiple ice spikes or a giant fireball.
Zhong Ming didn't know any of those fancy spells, so he had to settle for second best and use his sustained spiritual power to prolong the battle. After taking down one insect demon with a single shot, he clearly started to lose control of the tree trunk, which began to sway and crash to one side.
"Hurry up, we're almost at the end."
Chen Dahai looked at the scene in front of him, and the more he looked, the more familiar it seemed. Wasn't that the entrance? Was he about to be carried out?
"Stop right now, we're about to leave the trial grounds."
"I'd like to too. I'll try to see if I can force it to stop."
Yue Kaishan used all his strength to swing Chen Dahai high into the air. With the mechanical arm working at full power, he successfully threw the wheelchair to a height higher than the diameter of the tree trunk, and Chen Dahai spun around in the air.
Yue Kaishan held his breath and concentrated. The Yue family boxing style emphasizes unwavering spirit; a mere tree trunk is nothing. When I practiced, I don't know how many tree trunks I've shattered, and today I've done it again...
He assumed a simple, ancient boxing stance, his mechanical arm hanging naturally, his body leaning slightly forward, his eyes fixed intently on the tree trunk.
Accumulate power, gather energy.
"Thump~~" At the critical moment, a heavy object fell from the sky and landed around him.
Yue Kaishan didn't have time to see what it was before his fist was already poised to strike; he had no choice but to follow through. "To open a mountain from the mountain"—that is my true meaning.
The mechanical fist, like a cannonball, whistled forward.
At that moment, the things at his feet were more afraid than he was.
A worm demon.
That tree trunk you're controlling will crush you! Stop! Stop!!!
It exerted all its strength to use its innate supernatural power. If there were a god, it would be willing to kneel down and kowtow 30,000 times to beg the god to save its life.
A punch is thrown.
The fist is pulled back.
The tree crashed into the boundary of the trial ground with a loud bang, crushing the insect demon into a pulp and killing it completely, leaving only a small crater in the ground as proof that it had been there.
Yue Kaishan coughed up a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground. He had failed; he had not managed to break the entire tree trunk.
But he survived. His devastating punch blasted a small hole in the tree trunk. Sharp pieces of wood scraped past him like bone scrapers. His knee was shattered, and a large chunk of flesh was ripped from his shoulder, causing blood to gush out.
"Xuanjing, cover him."
At this moment, Chen Dahai had just landed. Despite losing his balance in the air, he still managed to fire a few arrows to support Zhong Ming. However, after landing, he suffered a sharp pain in his buttocks, felt as if his femur was fractured, and his arms trembled uncontrollably, making it impossible for him to grip the crossbow.
Zhong Ming killed the last first-grade demon beast with a single spear thrust.
The cold announcement came again: ten seconds until the arrival of the second-grade demonic beast.
Each of them swallowed several pills in a hurry, their eyes bloodshot and their murderous aura growing stronger.
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Those outside were bored, staring at the large leaderboard. Some of the less successful players were already preparing to go through the ritualistic "big boss" stage, carefully concealing their injuries as they awaited selection by the various legions.
Now that the trial has progressed this far, what kind of good results can the last-place finisher expect?
The previous one only killed a dozen or so first-grade demonic beasts before giving up. It's strange that such a weakling could join the army. You know, even if he was only at the third level of Qi Refining when he first joined the army, he should be an elite fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator by now after training.
The enemies aren't swarming in; they come at us in small groups. If the four of us cooperate well, we can easily kill thirty or fifty of them.
"Isn't being at the back of the line just a waste of time? If you ask me, we should just kick them out and be done with it."
"Exactly, there's also one in a wheelchair. It's really tough on their comrades. They have to take care of such a disabled person. They might as well not participate. The other three comrades might have achieved better results."
"Sigh, if someone gets injured during basic training, it's just bad luck. But if you're going to get hit, you have to stand up straight. If you're weak, you have to accept it. An injury is an injury, and if your performance isn't good enough, it isn't good enough..."
Most people were not optimistic about Zhong Ming's team, but the numbers on the big list kept jumping up and down.
They didn't care when the number surpassed the last place.
As the numbers began to move towards the middle, many teams behind didn't care, since they couldn't make it into the top twenty anyway.
But soon someone noticed something was wrong.
"Wow, this is rising a bit too fast."
"Huh... that seems a bit fast. Did you take some desperate pills? You'll be fine once the battle mode is over."
Sure enough, after a short while, once the number of monsters reached over ninety, the rate at which they died slowed down.
"Hey, did I tell you? The medicine must be working."
The group was quite pleased with themselves.
Several instructors beside Xueyan also glanced at the list discreetly, transmitting their voices directly into Xueyan's ears.
"Your team? You've done very well to get this far, almost better than half of the other teams."
"Xueyan, this team is a bit weaker than in previous years, but it's still pretty good. Look at my two teams, they're both ranked behind your team."
.....
Despite the barrage of harassing messages, a slight smile appeared on her usually indifferent face.
'Ha, weak? This is a powerful team.'
Xueyan was not entirely clear about the strength of her own team. No one knew how many treasures Chi Tong and Chen Dahai, two cultivators from the Wanbing Valley, possessed.
Zhong Ming's brain isn't usually very sharp, but he becomes quite clever when fighting. The slowdown in his points accumulation might be a deliberate delay to prepare something to deal with the second-grade demon beast.
A short while later, the first second-grade demon beast points appeared, followed by the second.
Many people looked up slightly, their attention drawn to the rankings. No one disliked the spectacle of the dark horse taking down the entire field at the last moment, and those who loved watching the drama were almost ready to cheer.
In the crucial moment, Old Man Ye Lanjiang's expression was not good; the teams that made it into the top twenty were too evenly distributed.
The average was like slapping the face of the outpost on the riverbank at night.
You guys have produced the most new recruits.