Chapter 111 - 108: I Want to Challenge Asura to a Deathmatch

"Such ability doesn’t seem like something a sixteen or seventeen-year-old could achieve. It shouldn’t be him, right?" Ling Qingxue wondered suspiciously from outside the arena.

The possibility of Mo Qianqian becoming a Body Cultivator—a second-realm Body Cultivator at that—and then becoming a Spirit Master, let alone a Second-Grade Spirit Master, was highly unlikely to begin with.

However, Asura’s gaze made her suspicious. She had adopted the mindset of rather making a mistake than letting him slip away, fully intending to kill Asura. But now, Asura’s ability to enhance medicinal pills and his speed in healing injuries made her wonder if she was overthinking things. Mo Qianqian couldn’t possibly have the time and energy to cultivate Spiritual Power to such an extent.

"Elder Asura won again!"

Shi Muyao grew excited once more, her admiration for Asura increasing by a few degrees. It could be said that her eyes sparkled with stars whenever she looked at him.

Outside the Hongyan Building.

The announcer’s voice rang out across the streets once again. "In the second round, Asura completely healed his injuries in less than half a quarter-hour!"

"What?"

At this, the crowds from the Ye Xiao Conglomerate and the Bai Xiu Conglomerate were dumbfounded. Asura had finished in less than half a quarter-hour? How could he be so fast?

"Our Great Treasure Master won again! Hahaha..."

"Didn’t you two conglomerates say you would beat our Great Treasure Master in the second round? How did that turn out? You really ate your own words, didn’t you?"

"Ye Xiao and Bai Xiu are far inferior to our Great Treasure Master!"

"The Ye Xiao Conglomerate and the Bai Xiu Conglomerate are nothing but trash!"

The members of the Asura Conglomerate began shouting once again. The people from the other two conglomerates looked as if they had swallowed bugs, their faces flushing dark red as they became the laughingstock of everyone present.

"Hmph, once Asura dies in the third round, everything before this will mean nothing. We’ll see who’s crying then!" someone from the Bai Xiu Conglomerate muttered under their breath.

Hearing this, the rest of the Bai Xiu Conglomerate felt a little better. He who laughs last laughs best. Asura’s current victory meant nothing. The people of the Ye Xiao Conglomerate shared the same thought.

Meanwhile, inside the Hongyan Building.

As time passed, the rest of the Spirit Masters also finished one after another. Chu He was the second to finish, taking two quarter-hours. Next was Xian Ling’Er, followed by Bai Xiu, and then Ye Xiao. Based on the first two rounds, Bai Xiu had been just a hair faster than Ye Xiao both times.

After the time it took an incense stick to burn, most of the Spirit Masters had completed their healing, leaving only a few who were still working. Even those who hadn’t finished had mostly stabilized their injuries. The Eldest Prince gave the order, and the Deadpools stepped down.

The second round of the competition had concluded.

"Now, the third round begins. The third round will test combat prowess through free challenges. Unless it is a designated deathmatch, casually dealing lethal blows is strictly prohibited," Chu Yiming spoke up again. "The first wave will begin with the First-Grade Spirit Masters."

As soon as Chu Yiming spoke, Mo Qianqian and a group of others retreated outward.

On the arena stage, Xian Ling’Er was the first to speak. "I’ll go first. I’ll hold the ring against anyone who steps up. One by one, I’ll sweep the floor with all of you by myself!"

The crowd broke into a massive uproar, erupting into a cacophony of noisy chatter. Xian Ling’Er wanted to single-handedly sweep the rest of the Spirit Masters? Wasn’t that a bit too arrogant? Granted, Xian Ling’Er was Master Chu Yiming’s disciple, but she was young and had only recently become a First-Grade Spirit Master. Surely she couldn’t compare to veteran Spirit Masters who had held the rank for decades?

"I’ll be the first to take your challenge!"

Luo Wushuang hadn’t stepped down either; she stood her ground on the stage. As one of the younger First-Grade Spirit Masters, she couldn’t stand Xian Ling’Er’s arrogance. Moreover, back in Luocheng, it was Xian Ling’Er who had saved Asura. If it hadn’t been for Xian Ling’Er, Asura would likely be dead by now. She intended to seize this opportunity to settle that score with Xian Ling’Er.

The others quickly returned to their seats. Mo Qianqian had also returned to his seat, his eyes fixed dead ahead. He wanted to see exactly how strong Xian Ling’Er’s true strength was.

"Make your move. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance," Xian Ling’Er said indifferently.

"So arrogant! Let’s see just how much strength you really have!"

Luo Wushuang’s eyes narrowed, and a Spirit Body instantly materialized behind Xian Ling’Er. The Spirit Body thrust a palm strike toward Xian Ling’Er.

At the exact same moment, another Spirit Body appeared behind Xian Ling’Er. Moving at an even greater speed, it slammed into Luo Wushuang’s Spirit Body, leaving Luo Wushuang with no time to react.

BAM!

Luo Wushuang’s Spirit Body was shattered by the blow, dissipating into an invisible shockwave that blasted outward in all directions. The crowd watched as the ripple of force merely pushed Xian Ling’Er’s physical body forward a short distance.

"COUGH!"

Meanwhile, Luo Wushuang violently coughed up a large mouthful of blood, her Spirit noticeably withering.

Severely wounded in a single strike!

"You..." Luo Wushuang’s face was plastered with disbelief. How could Xian Ling’Er manifest a Spirit Body so quickly?

"So fast!" many Spirit Masters gasped in awe.

Even Mo Qianqian shared their astonishment. If Xian Ling’Er were a Second-Grade Spirit Master, even he might not have been able to block that in time.

"She won just like that?"

The non-Spirit Masters in the crowd couldn’t see a thing. In the blink of an eye, Luo Wushuang was already coughing up blood? Wasn’t this Spirit Master battle a bit too lacking in visual spectacle? They simply couldn’t see anything.

"Next," Xian Ling’Er said, without so much as sparing Luo Wushuang a glance.

"I’ll go!"

At that moment, another young man under thirty leaped into the arena.

"Liu Yi, here to challenge you. If you please!" the young man said, cupping his fists.

SWISH!

In the very next instant, Xian Ling’Er’s Spirit Body manifested directly in front of the young man and struck out with a palm.

BAM!

Before the young man could even manifest his own Spirit Body, his physical body was sent flying backward by the blow.

"This..." The Spirit Masters present were shocked. He didn’t even get the chance to manifest his Spirit Body! Such manifestation speed was incredibly rare among peers of the same realm.

Mo Qianqian couldn’t help but be surprised. It seemed he would need to practice his Spirit Body manifestation speed as well. He hadn’t even considered this aspect before. If his speed was as fast as Xian Ling’Er’s, the probability of a successful sneak attack would drastically increase, provided the gap in their cultivation realms wasn’t too massive. His ability to fight above his grade would also significantly improve.

"Allow this old man to try!"

Another old man stepped up. He took the initiative to manifest his Spirit Body to attack Xian Ling’Er, only for it to be effortlessly scattered by hers. The old man coughed up blood and admitted defeat.

Afterward, a few others went up to challenge her. But no matter who stepped forward, none of them were a match for Xian Ling’Er.

"Who’s next?" Xian Ling’Er’s voice rang out.

This time, no one stepped onto the stage. A hush fell over the venue. They couldn’t win. It was utterly impossible to win!

"Master, why aren’t you going up?" Next to Mo Qianqian, Lao Liu suddenly looked at Gu Jin and asked.

Gu Jin looked at Mo Qianqian in embarrassment.

"Forget it, you can’t beat her," Mo Qianqian said. Going up there would only be asking for a beating.

Gu Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"If there are no other challengers, the First-Grade Spirit Master combat trial is concluded," Chu Yiming announced. Since no one else took the stage, Xian Ling’Er stepped down as well.

"Now, we begin the Second-Grade Spirit Master combat trial," Chu Yiming added.

At this, the crowd turned their eyes toward Chu He, Bai Xiu, and the others. Would the strongest person just step up and sweep the floor with everyone again this round? However, given that there were three genius Second-Grade Spirit Masters, surely none of them would be arrogant enough to be the first to step up, claim the ring, and attempt to sweep everyone.

"I want to challenge Asura to a deathmatch!"

At this moment, Bai Xiu became the first to shout.