Chapter 668: Tank! The Thunder Beast Emperor of the Wildlands!
"Emperor of Flame?"
Xize's expression froze, incredulous:
"He's already earned his own nickname?"
On the frontlines, strong experts were numerous.
Seventh-rank Masters, rare elsewhere, were here in droves!
To earn a personal nickname, one's strength must be extraordinary—and recognized by other strong ones.
Otherwise, if you name yourself and no one knows it, you'll be laughed at.
Take our squad's captain, whose nickname is "Blood Blade."
He only earned it after four or five years fighting on the Mocheng frontline.
It was precisely because of this nickname that he founded the Blood Blade elite Master squad.
Zhou Xuan joined the Degaka Warband at the same time as him.
Yet Zhou Xuan, despite being only a Seven-Star Master, earned his own nickname in just over two months.
Isn't that too fast?
"His strength is indeed formidable—he was certified as an Eight-Star Master a month ago.
It's only natural he earned a nickname."
The giant chuckled.
A nickname clearly reflects how others perceive you.
For example, a strong one nicknamed "Madman" fights with wild abandon.
His battlefield style is utterly reckless.
As for Zhou Xuan, on one hand, his fire elemental ability is truly powerful.
On the other, wielding a spear, his combat style is brutally dominant—sweeping through armies like a storm.
Ordinary Eight-Star Masters cannot match him, hence the nickname "Emperor of Flame."
"Eight-Star Master?! When?!"
Xize's eyes widened, immediately glancing at Zhou Xuan's left chest.
There, on the badge, were eight gleaming golden stars.
"Zhou Xuan has become this strong?" Xize sucked in a breath.
Though he joined Blood Blade, he didn't always accompany them to the frontline.
In these two and a half months, he'd only come twice.
The first time was when he joined the squad; the second, now.
He knew little of the new strong ones rising on the Degaka Warband's frontline.
He'd never heard Zhou Xuan became an Eight-Star Master or earned the "Emperor of Flame" nickname.
"During the battle half a month ago, we were assigned to the same battlefield.
When he moved, the heat of his golden flames could be felt five to six kilometers away.
I observed closely—he's stronger than I am.
Among Degaka Warband, only a few Nine-Star Masters might surpass him."
Blood Blade's captain sighed, "Even on the battlefield, the beasts have assigned an Eight-Rank beast to watch him.
Whenever he uses a large-scale fire technique, that beast intervenes to extinguish it.
Otherwise, the beast horde would suffer massive casualties."
Being specially targeted by an Eight-Rank beast is certainly pressure.
But it's also an honor.
After all, if you're not strong, no Eight-Rank beast on this brutal frontline will even glance at you.
"This..." Xize was utterly stunned.
Zhou Xuan's strength surpassed his wildest imagination.
He even doubted whether this "Emperor of Flame" and the Zhou Xuan he knew were the same person.
Yet given the current situation, they were undoubtedly one and the same.
"Come to think of it, he follows the martial path.
Yet his fire elemental techniques are stronger than those of some Eight-Star Master elementalists!
I can't fathom how he did it."
Shaking his head, Blood Blade smiled at Xize:
"You joined the warband together—want to go say hello?"
"No thanks."
Xize quickly backed down, grimacing:
"I used to look down on his lone-wolf ways. Now I go over? I'd be too embarrassed."
As the direct descendant of Degaka Warband's deputy commander, he naturally wanted to court such a powerful member.
But as he said, right now, he simply had no face to do so.
"I see." Blood Blade sounded disappointed.
He'd hoped to make friends with this "Emperor of Flame"—apparently, no chance now.
"Look! It's the Emperor of Flame!"
"The strong one who's been targeted by Eighth-Rank beasts but never left the frontline!"
"So strong—even his casual glances feel oppressive."
"..."
As he walked, Xu Jingming heard murmurs and whispers around him.
Many elementalists nearby gazed at him with reverence.
Already accustomed, Xu Jingming remained expressionless.
"Deep Blue."
He silently thought the words; a pale blue virtual panel appeared in his mind.
【Name】: Xu Jingming
【Rank】: Sixth-Rank Upper
【Element】: Dou Tian Divine Thunder (SS)
【Physique】: Blood Qi (+)
【Spirit】: He (+)
【Skills】: Spear Technique (Master), Fist Technique (Grandmaster+), Wan Leitian Prison Summon (SSS, Beginner+), Lei Shen Descends (SSS, Beginner+), Lei Long Technique (SS+, Beginner+)...
【Body Cultivation】: Divine Thunder Indestructible Body (SS, Eighth Stage+)
【Spirit Cultivation】: Lei Hai Contemplation Method (SSS, Fourth Stage+)
【Element Points】: 893, 00
Half a month had passed since he successfully advanced to Sixth-Rank Upper.
During that time, Xu Jingming was either in the Wildlands or on the frontline.
On the frontline alone, he'd fought three battles, accumulating 490, 00 element points.
Logically, those three battles should've earned him over 600, 00.
But unfortunately, despite his efforts to avoid killing high-rank beasts,
he'd been targeted by the Eight-Rank beast controlling fire elements.
His large-scale techniques could barely inflict major damage.
His beast-hunting efficiency was restricted, costing him over 100, 00 element points.
The remaining hundreds of thousands came from the Wildlands.
"Advancing to Sixth-Rank Upper cost me 650, 00 element points—I've now accumulated 893, 00.
I'm close to entering Seventh-Rank Master."
Xu Jingming silently looked forward to it.
Compared to Sixth-Rank elementalists, Seventh-Rank Masters gain a qualitative leap in power!
The same applies to Eighth and Ninth Ranks.
He eagerly anticipated what his strength would become upon reaching Seventh Rank.
"Emperor of Flame, how was your haul this time?"
A booming laugh rang out; a massive, muscular man over two meters tall appeared before Xu Jingming.
"Not bad. How about you, Tank?" Xu Jingming smiled back.
The giant was Wei Cheng, from Great Xia, also a lone wolf.
He reached Eight-Star Master rank, with an A-Rank enhancement element: "Steel Rock."
When activated, his defense was formidable, and his offense equally brutal.
During battles, he charged through the beast horde without taking serious damage.
So thick-skinned and tough, he earned the nickname "Tank."
Xu Jingming met Wei Cheng during last month's battle—they'd become relatively close friends in Degaka Warband.
"Not bad either."
Wei Cheng chuckled, then leaned in with his communication watch, whispering mysteriously:
"Come on, I'll show you something great."
"What's so great?"
"A video of a Sovereign Beast killing another!"
"Sovereign Beasts fight each other in the Wild Zone every so often—what's special about that?"
"This time it's different—the video has the lightning-type dragon beast you specifically asked about," Wei Cheng said, eyes gleaming with excitement.
Wei Cheng said with beaming delight.
End of Chapter
