Leng Shengnan’s opponent is a deputy general from Yin Long’s team, with a Talent Sequence ranking beyond 600. She is a young girl with a delicate appearance but a rock-like resilience, nad Mu Huarong.
Her two contracted partners are both rare plant-type Spirit Beasts.
Her main force is the "Rose Queen," standing three ters tall, elegant yet deadly, with a potential at the Purple Legend level.
It has a near-human form, entirely red, with a head resembling a giant rose. Its body is wrapped in dark green, resilient vines with sharp, blood-red thorns, holding a long whip woven from thorns.
The other is a supportive, petite "Illusionary Flower Demon," resembling a fairy among flowers, similar to Zhao Yue’s "Mischievous Flower Fairy·Mandela," but with larger wings.
It flutters its wings made of giant colorful petals, releasing a sprinkle of fragrant illusionary pollen as it dances in the air.
The two won face off at a distance of a hundred ters.
At the end of the countdown, Leng Shengnan instantly transforms, cold armor covering her body, holding a giant sword emitting icy air, and charges towards the opponent as an ice-blue streak of light.
But Mu Huarong, together with the Rose Queen’s roots, instantly dives underground.
Target lost!
Soon after, countless thorny vines with flower buds, living like venomous snakes, burst from the ground, forming a huge net dozens of ters wide, rapidly closing in on Leng Shengnan.
Leng Shengnan imdiately flies upward to evade the ground’s blockade.
anwhile, the Illusionary Flower Demon’s blockade cos from the sky—similar vines spread from its body, sealing off the air below.
The two net-like structures intertwine, forming a cage.
The rosebuds suddenly open, and the Illusionary Flower Demon’s wings start to release powder as well.
In an instant, large clouds of hypnotic, hallucinogenic colorful pollen seep into the cage.
Mystical Technique: Thorn Cage is activated.
Leng Shengnan reacts instantly.
The Ice Crystal Giant Sword, transford from the [General], dances in her hands, creating a cold sword curtain, forcibly carving out space within the opponent’s Mystical Technique.
The sharp Sword Qi continuously cleaves the encroaching thorns, while the cold aura from the Ice Brave armor partially disperses the hallucinogenic pollen.
However, the Rose Queen’s vines seem endless; for every one cut, ten more regenerate. The Illusionary Flower Demon’s pollen pervades, and despite the armor’s protection, Leng Shengnan’s actions and perception were inevitably affected, making her attacks less sharp than before.
Moreover—
The opponent didn’t give any opportunities like the previous contestant.
After nearly fifteen minutes of ferocious battle, Leng Shengnan seizes a tiny opening during the Rose Queen’s vine retrieval with an imnsely powerful Cold Heaven Fluctuating Sword, severing and sealing half its body and several main vines underground.
But this drains almost all her Ether and physical strength, allowing the Illusionary Flower Demon, which has been circling the sides, to catch her mont of exhaustion with a solid Illusory Dream Shock to the head, triggering the protective chanism as her spirit falters.
During the entire battle, Mu Huarong remained out of sight.
"Leng Shengnan has regretfully lost! Yet, her tenacious will and splendid sword skills have left a deep impression on us!" Xing Yue said regretfully.
Thunderous applause ensues.
Yet among the True n and those Beast Kings of the Floating Immortal Island, there was no reaction.
It seed this match was rely a formality, nothing more.
...
Leng Shengnan staggered back to the villa’s rest room and said to Du Qing, who was ditating with his eyes closed, "Sorry, I wanted to secure a win."
She looked in another direction through the wall.
—That was the location of the infirmary.
As many had guessed.
Even with a three-day delay, Lin Guang... still seed unable to return.
He remains in that motionless state.
"No, you’ve already done your best."
Du Qing suddenly opened his eyes, platinum light swirling as if substantial.
Within, the determination was almost overflowing.
"From here on, leave everything to ."
...
A flash of green light.
Under the watchful eyes of all, a young brown-haired boy clad in a tattered black trench coat with bandaged arms appeared at the center of the plains in the Land of the End.
"Du Qing!!"
"Go!!"
The audience roared like a tsunami.
Du Qing had been quite low-key recently.
But his distinctive personality in earlier years had already earned him a certain level of popularity, and after stepping into the spotlight last match, the voices of support were notably loud.
At this mont, amidst the crowd from the Experintal School, his father Du Tingbei was sitting below, cheering him on.
"Ah Qing! Ah Qing!!"
The 30-second countdown began anew.
Du Qing intently stared at Mu Huarong and her two contracted Spirit Beasts.
By now, the Mystical Technique from the last battle had been retracted, but the ground was already a ss, riddled with holes from vines tougher than steel, as well as a stretch of nearly a hundred ters of cold ice sword marks. The pollen still drifted through the sky.
One could imagine that since the surrounding Ethereal Environnt had already been disturbed, her next activation of the Mystical Technique would be even faster than before.
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