Chapter 781: The Decisive Round! Xu Jingming Steps Forward!

More than half a year ago, when Leng Yuexi announced her ability had evolved from A-rank to S-rank.

Although the Spirit Fox Guild knew Leng Yuexi's strength would rise accordingly, no one expected it to increase so dramatically!

"S-rank ability is one thing, but the Young Lady's physical body is simply too strong."

On the Central Island spectator seats, a seventh-rank Master remarked in analysis.

"Of course."

A bearded middle-aged man grinned, "It's all thanks to the Young Master sending the Young Lady to search for Divine Blood."

Otherwise, the Young Lady's physical body might never have become this strong."

This man was one of the two seventh-rank Masters who had originally accompanied her to the Wild Zone.

"Oh? So does that mean the Young Lady collected a lot of Divine Blood?"

Someone asked curiously, and many others turned their gazes toward him.

When Leng Yuexi first arrived, she was sent by Leng Shu into the Wild Zone.

Everyone knew this, but no one knew what she had gained inside.

"Not much—just over two hundred liters of Divine Blood from a Rank Nine Fire King-level Beast Emperor."

The bearded man spoke as if it were nothing.

This information had never been revealed until now, after the match ended, that it could finally be spoken.

"Over two hundred liters?! That much!" Everyone gasped in shock.

Even unrefined Divine Blood, at such a volume, already counts as two SSS+ level cultivation resources!

"No wonder the Young Lady's physical body is so strong! So that's why."

Everyone suddenly understood.

But the bearded man said no more.

The amount of Divine Blood the Young Lady obtained is actually minimal!

In his estimation, Xu Jingming had at least three or four hundred liters or more!

That's what true terror looks like!

"Sister! So amazing!"

On the left small island, as soon as Leng Yuexi teleported back, she was warmly welcomed by Leng Yuechan.

Xu Jingming also smiled and said, "We won the first round; now things will be much easier for us."

"This is thanks entirely to your Divine Blood—otherwise, I definitely couldn't have won."

Leng Yuexi chuckled lightly, "I doubt even the Young Master himself imagined that the casual task he dumped on me back then would have such a huge impact now."

If not for that mission she received upon arriving in Nixi,

she never would have obtained Divine Blood, nor would she have encountered Xu Jingming.

One could say that if she hadn't gone to the Wild Zone back then, she would have lost this match for certain.

"That's what he gets for his own carelessness."

Xu Jingming smiled and continued, "Who do we send out next?"

The first round was our reaction; now the second round is ours to initiate.

We still have two reaction opportunities left—Master Zhao must win one match.

Master Zhao, wait until the opponent sends out their eighth-rank lower-tier cultivator before you step up; as for you, Jingming, you don't go unless Wu Xuan doesn't."

Leng Yuexi looked toward the only woman among the several eighth-rank Weida Masters.

"Master Zhao, you're up."

"Alright, no problem." Zhao Yan had long known she was just a placeholder; she nodded and stepped to the front of the island.

"Young Master, I'm sorry—I lost."

On the right small island, Qiu Ran returned with a face full of shame.

Although Leng Shu's expression was slightly dark, he still comforted him: "It's just the first match—it doesn't matter. Lose and lose."

"Young Master, the Young Lady has sent someone out—Zhao Yan."

Wu Xuan, having noticed the movement on Leng Yuexi's side, spoke up to remind him.

"Zhao Yan? Just an eighth-rank lower-tier. I'll handle this round!"

With a cold snort, Leng Shu stepped straight to the front.

His team still had one eighth-rank lower-tier left, but that man wasn't guaranteed to beat Zhao Yan.

If they lost another round, things would get messy.

Commander Chen Xiu's strength exceeds his, so it's better to save him for later.

After all, it's just an eighth-rank lower-tier—he can win easily.

"Both sides, prepare! The second round of the match begins!"

The second round began quickly.

But unlike the first round, Leng Shu, as an eighth-rank middle-tier Weida Master, utterly dominated—winning in under ten minutes.

The third round began, and again it was Leng Shu's turn to initiate.

This time, he sent out an eighth-rank lower-tier energy user.

To ensure victory in this round, Leng Yuexi sent out Zhao Dehan, the only eighth-rank upper-tier cultivator in her group.

Similar to the second round, Zhao Dehan swiftly defeated Leng Shu's eighth-rank lower-tier Weida Master.

Thus, after three rounds, Leng Yuexi and Leng Shu stood at 2-1, with Leng Yuexi slightly ahead.

This sparked surprised murmurs across the spectator seats.

"Huh? What's going on? The Young Lady is ahead?"

"Just a temporary lead. With two rounds left, the eldest young master has it in the bag!"

"True enough. The young lady's side has far too weak a lineup."

"..."

Two rounds remained in the match.

On Leng Yuexi's side, only an eighth-rank lower-tier and Xu Jingming, who hadn't taken the field, were left.

But on Leng Shu's side, there was an eighth-rank mid-tier and an eighth-rank upper-tier who hadn't taken the field!

If the fourth round gave Leng Yuexi the second move,

then Leng Yuexi could send Xu Jingming directly against Leng Shu's eighth-rank mid-tier and take the final victory.

But unfortunately, the fourth round gave Leng Yuexi the first move.

Once Xu Jingming took the field, Leng Shu's side would specifically arrange for Wu Xuan to go up.

In other words, in the remaining two matches, Leng Yuexi had absolutely no chance of winning at all!

"No matter how it's arranged, we've got the next two matches in the bag!"

On the island, Leng Shu likewise revealed a confident smile.

He could already imagine the glorious scene of himself becoming president and leading the Spirit Fox Guild to its peak!

"Jingming, when are you planning to take the field—the fourth round or the fifth?"

On the left island, Leng Yuexi spoke up and asked Xu Jingming.

"No matter when I take the field, Leng Shu's side will definitely arrange for Wu Xuan to come out.

In that case, I'll go this round."

Xu Jingming said in a low voice.

"Fine." Leng Yuexi nodded, watching him walk to the very front of the island.

"It's Xu Jingming. Then this round, Master Wu, you go."

Leng Shu narrowed his eyes and said to Wu Xuan.

"Alright." Wu Xuan gave a slight nod and likewise stepped to the very front of the island.

"Xu Jingming, I really want to see how you're going to beat me!"

Leng Shu snorted coldly in a low voice.

Based on prior intelligence, Xu Jingming had only defeated an eighth-rank lower-tier grand master who was using a Divine Blood secret art.

He didn't truly possess eighth-rank mid-tier combat power. But just to be safe, he had still invited Wu Xuan over.

Which cost him an extra 5% of shares.

"It's Xu Jingming! He's taking the field!"

"Even if he takes the field it's useless—he simply can't beat Wu Xuan."

"Sigh, the young lady's side really has no one left. If only there were one more eighth-rank mid-tier, who wins and who loses really wouldn't be certain."

"..."

Along with the murmuring, pair after pair of eyes looked at Xu Jingming and Wu Xuan at the same time.

Although it was only the fourth round, everyone knew clearly that this was the decider.

Once Wu Xuan won, the eighth-rank mid-tier on Leng Shu's side would crush Leng Yuexi's eighth-rank lower-tier and claim the final victory.

If Xu Jingming won, it would be three to one, and there'd be no need for a fifth round—they'd take it straight away.

But in everyone's eyes, the probability of the latter happening was infinitely close to zero.