Chapter 462: Chapter 459: Xiao Sanni, Come Out and Fight

The moment the Divine Spirit Dagger appeared, the entire arena erupted once more. No one had expected four Divine Soul Weapons to appear in a single match.

After all, a Divine Soul was an incredibly rare thing. An ordinary Mage might go their entire life without ever encountering one.

Seeing Feng Hao draw a Divine Soul Weapon, Chen Yanlin and the others were equally stunned, but they quickly calmed down. "No wonder he’s so arrogant. So he has a Divine Soul Weapon."

"It’s a shame you’re outnumbered. In the end, we’ll be the ones to eliminate you," Diaron sneered, sword in hand.

"Outnumbered?" Feng Hao gave a faint smile and twirled the dagger in his hand. "That only applies when people are on a similar level. And I... am not on the same level as you."

Hearing this, even Ming Xin Yan couldn’t take it anymore. "My three Brother Zeis, stop wasting your breath. Let’s just beat him up first."

"My thoughts exactly," Wu Qing said with a cold smile. With a flick of his pale hand, he summoned a flag-shaped Magical Artifact.

WOO~! WOO~!

Accompanied by the sound of wailing ghosts and howling wolves, a gray phantom materialized above Wu Qing’s head and roared as it lunged at Feng Hao.

At the same time, Ming Xin Yan and the others also launched their attacks. In an instant, a whistling Golden Light Arrow Rain enveloped more than half of the battle stage.

"Hahaha... Now this is a bit of a challenge!" Feng Hao laughed wildly, the fighting spirit in his eyes boiling over.

The next moment, Feng Hao no longer hesitated. He activated his Bloodline Power, and his pupils instantly turned black. Aided by the high aura-concealing properties of his [Black Pupils] state, he moved like a phantom, flitting through the storm of attacks.

The Su Mu Dagger in his hand moved like a brush of flowing golden light, tracing one beautiful arc after another.

BOOM!

Ming Xin Yan’s Golden Energy Ball detonated beside Feng Hao, sending out waves of air. Diaron followed close behind, leaping forward as his heavy sword swept down with the force of a gale.

But Feng Hao showed no sign of panic. His footwork seemed loose and chaotic, yet it was exceptionally agile. He perfectly avoided their pincer attack. Tapping his toes lightly against the ground, he used the force of the shockwave to drift backward. While still in the air, he slightly adjusted his posture to dodge Chen Yanlin’s arrow.

THWIP! The instant he landed, the [Poisonous Chain] shot out, perfectly binding Chen Yanlin. With a gentle tug, the chain contracted, and Feng Hao gracefully landed in front of him. [Rapid Shadow Slash] whistled past as the cold gleam of his dagger swept across Chen Yanlin’s neck.

With just a single strike, Chen Yanlin lost nearly half of his Qi Blood. It couldn’t be helped; Bow and Arrow Mages were, after all, Bow and Arrow Mages, with pitifully low Qi Blood.

’Damn it, this guy’s Dark Force damage must be fully developed!’

Chen Yanlin’s expression changed in alarm. He quickly turned and fired an arrow. The golden shaft of light split into three projectiles in mid-air. However, Feng Hao’s aura concealment was too high, limiting the locking effect of his Divine Sense, so the arrows failed to hit any of Feng Hao’s weak points or vitals.

Even so, one of the arrows still hit Feng Hao, and his Qi Blood dropped by 12,741 points.

"That didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would!" Feng Hao muttered with a pout. He prepared to counter-attack, but unfortunately, Chen Yanlin had already retreated out of his attack range. Just then, Wu Qing’s gray phantom lunged forward to bite him.

What was worse, as the flag in Wu Qing’s hand waved, wisps of a sinister aura began to spread across the battle stage. Whenever Feng Hao’s feet touched the ground, he could clearly feel a chilling energy invade his body, causing his physical functions to decline rapidly.

Combined with Ming Xin Yan’s golden rain, they had almost sealed off the entire stage. Whether in the air or on the ground, it was impossible to escape the fate of being weakened.

Meanwhile, the shimmering Ming Xin Yan and Diaron charged in again. An Energy Ball exploded, forcing Feng Hao back into a corner. Diaron immediately followed up by casting a Gang Qi Barrier, sealing off Feng Hao’s escape route.

Immediately after, Ming Xin Yan’s golden vortex rapidly formed nearby, pulling Feng Hao towards it.

"Let’s see you act arrogant now! How are you going to escape this?" Ming Xin Yan huffed with a smile. The golden bell above her head instantly floated over Feng Hao, trapping him as if he were under a giant golden dome.

Wu Qing’s gray phantom arrived at the same time, opening its gaping maw and lunging straight for Feng Hao’s head.

At this critical moment, Feng Hao instinctively activated [Shadow Strike] to dodge. Unfortunately, he was trapped tight by Ming Xin Yan’s golden bell and vortex, making it impossible to evade. The gray phantom bit down hard.

Fortunately, his defense under [Shadow Strike Etherealization] was over twenty thousand. Combined with the innate Gang Qi defense of a Dark Force Mage, he managed to tank the wave of attacks.

Of course, tanking it was one thing, but under the siege of so many Secret Techniques, his Qi Blood still dropped by half.

At the same time, Diaron charged forward like a savage bear. His heavy sword whistled through the air, its intersecting energies tearing through the space like the fangs of a ferocious tiger.

On the other side, Chen Yanlin wasn’t idle either. He fired an arrow that burst into raging flames.

And at this moment, Feng Hao was still trapped inside the golden bell, unable to dodge.

"Xiao Sanni, come out and fight!" Feng Hao cursed inwardly as he threw an enhanced [Shadow Sparks] between Ming Xin Yan and Diaron.

BANG!

As shadows and firelight exploded, Ming Xin Yan and Diaron instinctively dodged to the side. Seizing the opening, Feng Hao shattered the golden bell with a single [Arrogant Dragon’s Remorse] and made his escape.

The next moment, Three-second Fire shot out from between his eyebrows with a wicked grin. It looked around and cackled wildly, "Gahahaha, Your Granny finally gets to come out and play!"

"Cut the crap. Just follow my lead later, and try not to burn anyone to death," Feng Hao said, rolling his eyes. He flung out the Poisonous Chain, yanking Chen Yanlin directly to his side. [Moon Wheel Dance] flashed past with a SWISH, draining Chen Yanlin’s Qi Blood completely, and then Feng Hao kicked him off the battle stage.

By this point, Ming Xin Yan and Diaron had been touched by Three-second Fire, and their Qi Blood was rapidly plummeting, dropping by more than half.

By the time they reacted, Chen Yanlin had already been kicked out of the arena and eliminated from the match.

"Damn it, what is this flame? The damage is way too high!" Diaron’s face paled in shock. The fire damage, over thirty thousand per second, had nearly scared him to death. Thankfully, it only burned for three seconds; otherwise, he would have kicked the bucket.

Ming Xin Yan’s eyes widened as well. She stared in disbelief at the Three-second Fire next to Feng Hao and exclaimed in horror, "That’s... a Fire Seed!"

"What? A Fire Seed?!" Wu Qing cried out, his expression changing drastically.

Seeing Three-second Fire rushing toward him, he hurriedly waved his dark red flag, releasing a dense swarm of black insects. While the swarm blocked Three-second Fire’s advance, he took the opportunity to move closer to Ming Xin Yan.

He had no choice. Chen Yanlin was already eliminated, so the three of them had to stick together to face this threat.

’Besides, as a Magic-type Mage, my Qi Blood and defense aren’t much better than Chen Yanlin’s. It’s highly likely Feng Hao could kill me in one shot.’

’And now, an unknown variable like the [Fire Seed] had appeared.’

At this moment, the spectators were already too shocked to speak. Whether on the stage or below it, two words surfaced in everyone’s mind: Holy shit!

Especially after Chen Yanlin was eliminated, the rogues in the crowd, who had been shouting and jeering just moments before, all fell silent.

They had thought a four-on-one fight would be a foregone conclusion, but they never could have imagined this would be the result.

To be down one man despite a four-on-one advantage... was this a distortion of human nature, or a collapse of morality? Or had the times simply changed?

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