Chapter 69: The Chain Combo of Special Trump Cards
Lan Ke still hadn’t realized the gravity of the situation. He maintained the haughty demeanor of a Nine Star Rank expert, attempting to toy with Yan Zhen using the ice cone attacks from his Ice Silkworm Gloves.
Suddenly, an unexpected suction force disrupted his balance, causing him to stumble and nearly fall to the ground in an undignified heap.
Looking up, he saw the small vortex in Yan Zhen’s palm slowly disappear as the young man swiftly closed the distance between them.
The counterattack had begun.
Lan Ke wasn’t weak in close combat, but Yan Zhen’s intermittent use of the “Qi Vortex Technique” to control his movements, though not entirely successful, effectively disrupted his attack rhythm. This left him feeling frustrated and stifled.
— It was like raising your hand to unleash a powerful skill only to be silenced, unable to cast it. His gaming experience plummeted.
Forced onto the defensive, Lan Ke activated his Ice Armor Mystic Tool to block Yan Zhen’s attacks as he desperately searched for a way to break free.
He wasn’t stupid though. Once he regained his composure, he widened the distance between them.
Lan Ke had heard of the “Qi Vortex Technique,” a rather unorthodox Mystic Technique known for its limited range. As long as he kept his distance, it wouldn’t be effective.
The tables turned once more. Lan Ke kept his distance while launching ranged attacks, making it difficult for Yan Zhen to approach.
Xiao Mie, Yu Yue, and the other instructors resumed their analysis and commentary.
They acknowledged Yan Zhen’s ingenuity and creativity. However, they quickly transitioned with a “What a shame, what a shame,” reaffirming their belief that Lan Ke would ultimately be victorious. Reaching this point was already quite impressive for Yan Zhen.
Yan Zhen endured their pronouncements while being pressured, while Lan Ke sneered, “To push me this far with the cultivation of a Six Star Mystic One, you have much to be proud of. However, Six Star is still just Six Star. If you want to defeat me, you’ll need more practice… Now, allow me to finish you with my strongest attack!”
A spiraling ice cone swiftly materialized, locking onto Yan Zhen as it began to rotate at high speed.
A smile played on Yan Zhen’s lips. The time was ripe. With a powerful stomp, he abruptly dashed forward.
His brow glowed, formless flames flickered, and his Spiritual Power surged!
Maximum force “Qi Vortex Technique,” activate!
Triple Burst “Eight Extremes Explosion,” detonate!
Lan Ke froze, caught off guard. Before he could unleash his skill, he was pulled towards Yan Zhen like a rag doll, colliding head-on with the young man’s fist.
A full-powered punch!
Bang!
Accompanied by a muffled thud, the once-invincible Lan Ke, armor and all, was finished.
Silence descended upon the entire arena. All eyes were fixed on the young man, Mystic Power swirling around him as he held his punching stance. It was as if time itself had stopped.
Xiao Shi, Xiao Xinyan, and the others were stunned, their jaws agape. Witnessing Yan Zhen overpower Lan Ke was beyond their wildest imaginations. They were speechless.
“He won! Cousin, amazing!”
Yan Meng’er was the first to erupt in cheers, her little hands clapping enthusiastically. Following suit were Mi Xue’er, Yan Ruyu, the girls from Class 1, Instructor Yu Xuan, and the rest of the instructors in the stands. Finally, the entire arena reverberated with thunderous applause.
Yan Zhen retracted his fist and flashed a thumbs-up to the three girls cheering for him below. He then winked at Instructor Yu Xuan.
This unexpected flirtation sent the three girls’ hearts aflutter, their cheeks flushed with a delicate crimson. Instructor Yu Xuan also chuckled softly, pondering whether to reward him further.
As the referee instructor announced the result, Lan Ke’s people rushed onto the stage to carry him away for treatment. Before departing, Lan Ke shot a chilling glare at Yan Zhen.
Yan Zhen remained unfazed. It was only natural for the bigger fish to surface after he had dealt with the smaller fry.
“Instructor, I’ve defeated Lan Ke. Can I skip ahead from the Intermediate Class to the Advanced Class?”
The referee instructor scrutinized Yan Zhen with a complex expression. A student from the Intermediate Class challenged a top contender from the Nine Star Rank, and not just any contender, but the third-ranked Lan Ke, and actually emerged victorious. In his nearly ten years of teaching, he had never witnessed such a feat.
“According to academy regulations, you are indeed eligible. However, there are procedures to follow. It’ll take approximately two to three days before you can officially register with the Advanced Class. Your new instructor will notify you when the time comes.”
Yan Zhen politely bowed, then descended the stage. Surrounded by his classmates and “escorted” by the three girls, he exited the dueling arena.
Xiao Mie, Yu Yue, and the other experts from the Nine Star Rank stared at Yan Zhen’s retreating figure with grim expressions, their silence speaking volumes.
…
“Hiss, hiss, gently, gently.”
Inside the room, Yan Zhen sat on his bed while Mi Xue’er tended to his wounds.
The side effects of the Triple Burst “Eight Extremes Explosion” had severely strained his entire arm, rendering it temporarily immobile. According to the script, he should enter the Crystal Stone Space and let his Beautiful Sect Master treat him. Only after consuming some medicinal pills would his recovery be expedited.
However, Mi Xue’er pulled out a pill from her storage ring and said, “Little Brother Yan Zhen, this is a Tier 3 Healing Pill. It’ll heal you quickly.”
What? Yan Zhen glanced at the pill and took a sniff. He detected an elegant fragrance and distinct pill patterns, clear indicators of a Tier 3 pill.
Tier 3 pills were quite valuable. How could Mi Xue’er just casually take one out? Even if the Mi family was wealthy, this seemed excessive.
“I brought this from home. I knew that even if you won against Lan Ke, you’d inevitably get hurt, so I prepared this in advance.”
Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu looked on with envy. They had also prepared Healing Pills, but they were only Tier 2, making it awkward to offer them now.
However, the two girls harbored suspicions. Although it seemed Xue’er (older sister) was quite fond of Yan Zhen (cousin), it shouldn’t have reached the point of such extravagant spending. Unless…
Yan Meng’er recalled Mi Xue’er’s excessive enthusiasm towards Yan Zhen earlier, while Yan Ruyu remembered the mysterious voice in her head mentioning that Mi Xue’er also had feelings for Yan Zhen.
Yan Zhen’s heart felt warm. He smiled wryly and said, “A Tier 3 pill is too precious. It’s just a minor injury. No need to waste it like this.”
Moreover, according to the script, his injury should be treated by his Beautiful Sect Master. Not only would she feed him pills, but she would also massage his arm with Starry Glass Fire.
That was supposed to be their first intimate contact, the catalyst for their gradually warming relationship.
Although their current intimacy had reached a level nearing the finale of the story, he still needed to follow the plot—a professional actor paid attention to details!
“This is no minor injury. Your entire arm is swollen and bruised. If we delay treatment, there’s a high chance of lasting complications.”
Mi Xue’er’s heart ached for him. In her previous life, she only knew that Yan Zhen’s arm was heavily bandaged after the fight and he couldn’t move it, but she didn’t realize how serious it was. Just now, she had accidentally brushed against it while bandaging, and he cried out in pain.
“Just take it. If you feel bad about it, you can just agree to a small request of mine later.”
“What request?”
“Just a small one, nothing too difficult for you—come on, open up.”
As she spoke, Mi Xue’er urged him to open his mouth and fed him the pill with a satisfied smile.
“With the Tier 3 pill, your injuries should be healed in about two to three days. Rest up for now. We’ll bring you dinner later.”
The three girls didn’t linger. After helping him lie down, they departed.
Yan Zhen let out a long breath. He first brought up the system interface and claimed his reward for completing the mission.
[Special Trump Card – 1V1: Upon activation, you can choose a target to forcefully engage in a one-on-one duel.]
“Oh?”
This card was probably intended for eliminating key targets when facing multiple opponents.
It meant that no matter how many enemies surrounded him, he could activate this card to single out one and force a duel.
That’s it! Yan Zhen recalled the “Special Trump Card – He Wants to Fight Ten” he had obtained earlier. If he activated “1V1” and then activated “He Wants to Fight Ten,” wouldn’t that turn the tables, making him the one ganging up on others?
The chain combo of Special Trump Cards had finally arrived!
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