688: Volume 32 Zither Emperor True Love Chapter 218 Number One on All Three Lists (Part 1) 688: Volume 32 Zither Emperor True Love Chapter 218 Number One on All Three Lists (Part 1) The slender and familiar figure, cold and wooden eyes, had long bee incredibly familiar to Ye Yinzhu, contestant number four.
This final Peak Martial Master was precisely Sura, the target he was seeking this time.
The Saintess of Light, serving as the Peak Magic Master, and the Dark Saintess, serving as the Peak Martial Master, were truly unique positions conceived by the Landias Empire.
Crespo bowed deeply to Sura, who elegantly landed on the stage.
He dared not show the slightest negligence towards this princess, who didn’t even care about the opinion of Emperor Maximo.
Sura stood calmly in the center of the platform, her gaze as empty as ever, but only she knew how much strength it had taken her not to look for the figure of Ye Yinzhu among the martial finals contestants.
Crespo loudly declared, “Just like the magic finals, the rules will be personally decided by the Peak Martial Master.
Perhaps, everyone is wondering why the Peak Martial Master is so young.
I can tell you that both the Peak Martial Master and the Peak Magic Master e from the same place and hold the same status.”
Once these words were spoken, the audience erupted once again.
The citizens of Landias were elated.
What a sacred place Faran was; that the literature and martial arts petition of Landias could invite someone from Faran, and more so that they were the disciples of the Seven Tower Lords serving as the headmasters for both martial and magic petitions, was such an honor in their eyes!
Sura glanced at Crespo impatiently.
“You can go now.”
The cold look in Sura’s eyes sent a chill down Crespo’s spine, and he quickly bowed and retreated to the side.
Sura slowly advanced a few steps to the edge of the platform, taking a closer look at the five contestants below.
She immediately spotted Ye Yinzhu among the five.
How could she forget that familiar figure when the distance was so close?
What pained her, though, was that Ye Yinzhu was not looking at her but was looking forward with an indifferent expression in his eyes.
“I am not Marina.
I don’t belong to the light.
On the contrary, I e from darkness.
If anyone tries to flatter me as they did with Marina in the previous magic contest, their oute will be one and the same.
I don’t care about your status.
As long as you’ve e to this field, you have to follow the rules here.”
The majestic and noble aura of a Phoenix bloodline and the status of a Landias princess radiated from Sura.
“The martial finals will proceed as follows: a melee.
The last person standing will be the champion.
During the finals, mounts and any method may be used.
Apart from not leaving the field, there are no restrictions.
Begin.”
Emperor Maximo almost fell off his seat in the VIP stand upon hearing the rules announced by Sura.
If he were to describe them, there were only four words most fitting: simple and brutal.
The five contestants, including Ye Yinzhu, hadn’t expected Sura to announce such an unrestricted ‘rule.’ She hadn’t determined the finalists’ strengths with her power as the Saintess of Light, Marina, had.
The quickest to react was neither Ye Yinzhu nor the higher-ranked contestants but rather the last-ranked contestant number five.
Having distinguished himself with Blue rank strength among the strong petitors of the semifinals, he naturally had some abilities, otherwise, he wouldn’t be standing there.
His swift reaction allowed him to take immediate action, and while the other four were still unresponsive, he silently aimed a stealthy slap at the ribs of contestant number four next to him.
Had his victim been someone of similar strength, the sudden stealth attack might have succeeded, unfortunately for him, contestant number four was none other than the Zither Emperor from afar.
The spirits subdued by Ye Yinzhu reported the stealth attack in one ten-thousandth of a second.
Ye Yinzhu, momentarily distracted by Sura, quickly regained his senses and drifted forward to dodge contestant number five’s attack.
At the same time, a massive boom erupted.
The top three contestants collided almost simultaneously, and in the midst of the thunderous noise, their bodies shot out in three different directions like arrows.
Contestant number five’s stealth attack ignited the fury within Ye Yinzhu, and now that he had also seen Sura, he had no desire to delay any further.
Seeing that Ye Yinzhu had dodged his attack and had not continued to engage, contestant number five quickly retreated and let out a piercing whistle.
Almost simultaneous with his greeting, those three Purple rank candidates who had previously collided also caused a shift in the atmosphere of the entire field in an instant.
The first to arrive was a blazing red glow that shot like lightning into the arena, rapidly charging in with a majestic body engulfed in rolling flames.
Candidate number one gracefully alighted, perfectly seated atop it, a huge fiery red lion.
Then, almost simultaneously, three resonant dragon roars shook the air, and the massive bodies casting large shadows on the ground under the sunlight were three dragons of different sizes and colors, diving in from three directions.
They were a Black Dragon, a blue Water Dragon, and a formidable Metal Dragon, its body sheathed in a metallic luster.
The three giant dragons swooped towards the locations of three candidates.
The Black Dragon was the mount of candidate number five, who had previously ambushed Ye Yinzhu, the Golden Dragon belonged to candidate number two, and the Water Dragon to candidate number three.
As the three giant dragons descended, the enthusiasm of the spectators around the arena reached a fever pitch.
Only Ye Yinzhu, standing there alone, seemed rather pitiful.
pared to the other four candidates with at least rank 8 Warcraft as their mounts, he looked so frail without summoning anything at all.
The Metal Dragon in midair let out a ringing roar, spewing a metallic breath directly at the Water Dragon of candidate number three, while the Fire Cloud Lion below had already spread its wings and taken to the air, a cascade of fiery meteors with a twirling heat hurtling towards the same target as the Metal Dragon.
The Fire Cloud Lion had revealed the identity of candidate number one—it was Barde, the Red Lion Prince, whom Ye Yinzhu had once met.
As for the Metal Dragon, no matter who the knight was, one thing was certain: he must hail from the Bo Pang Kingdom.
The two powerful contenders from the same country naturally chose to align against a mon target: the knight mounted on the Water Dragon.
“Despicable,” scolded the Water Dragon Knight, a woman, as she loudly exclaimed.
Her Purple Douqi suddenly burst forth, merging with the Water Dragon beneath her.
The Water Dragon executed an agile sidestep in midair, dodging the Metal Dragon’s attack.
Though it was only a rank 8 Warcraft, at that moment, with the aid of the knight on its back, its agility was superior even to that of the Fire Cloud Lion and the Metal Dragon.
While candidates one and two teamed up to attack candidate number three, Ye Yinzhu also faced an assault.
Seeing Ye Yinzhu without a mount, candidate number five was overjoyed.
He didn’t harbor any illusions of being the eventual victor, but a higher ranking would make it easier to earn his father’s favor, at the very least fare better than his brother who had shown no prowess in the previous magic petition and was defeated.
Therefore, once he mounted the Black Dragon, he immediately launched an attack at Ye Yinzhu.
The huge Black Dragon spread its wings, stirring up a mass of dark mist and clouds that enveloped the direction of Ye Yinzhu.
The dark magic, Corrosive Cloud, not only possessed strong corrosive abilities but could also slow down the opponent’s speed, making it difficult to escape once ensnared.
Meanwhile, after picking up candidate number five, the Black Dragon’s belly skimmed the ground, gliding straight towards Ye Yinzhu.
Its enormous wings unfolded, almost blocking all directions Ye Yinzhu could dodge.
The knight on the Black Dragon plucked an eight-meter-long giant Dragon Spear from the side of the dragon, and with the Black Dragon’s momentum, ignited Blue rank Douqi to bee the spearhead of the charge.
This strategy of candidate number five was undoubtedly excellent.
He thought the opponent was only slightly stronger than himself.
First, use the Corrosive Cloud to slow down and damage the opponent, then rely on the high-speed charge of the giant dragon and his own Dragon Spear for a fatal blow, creating a killing move.
If he could just defeat this one opponent, the rest would depend on the oute of the other battle.
Even if he lost in the end, he could still achieve a respectable ranking.
The idea was sound, and the coordination between the man and the Black Dragon was seamless.
However, he misjudged the strength of the opponent before him.
Advancing, stepping forward, a burst of purple flames, Ye Yinzhu pleted this simple action with the fluidity of Flowing Water.
The ground of the entire field suddenly trembled violently, and a deep rumble sounded like the roar of the earth itself.
The burst of purple flames did not emanate from Ye Yinzhu himself, but rather rose from the ground fifty meters in front of him.
A pillar of purple flames over one meter in diameter leapt into the sky—just as the Black Dragon passed over that spot.
“Roar—” The Black Dragon let out a mournful cry, its forward charge abruptly skewed, rocketing up at a slant into the air, its body uncontrollably tumbling, with streams of dragon blood spraying from its abdomen, revealing a horrific wound.
The dragon scales that normally provided strong defense were of no help.
The sudden rise of the purple flame startled the onlookers.
This Black Dragon, being an adult, had terrifying offensive and defensive capabilities as an Advanced rank Nine superior magical beast.
And yet before it could demonstrate its true power, it had already been grievously injured.
What was that purple flame?
Ye Yinzhu provided the answer.
As the Black Dragon somersaulted in midair, he too had taken flight.
Yes, he flew.
It wasn’t through the power of the Crimson Spirit but by his own volition.
Flames erupted beneath his feet, shooting him into the air with a velocity even dragons might envy.
The deep purple glow astonished every spectator in the field.
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