Chapter 338: The Most Poisonous Fight

Clang.

As the green-robed captain finished speaking, the two companions beside him also drew their weapons, casting ill-intentioned glances.

Facing their predatory stares, Li Luo shook his head with a smile and said, "Your attitude is poor; we have no desire for charity."

The green-robed captain shook his head and said, "Why invite suffering? Judging by the Golden Dragon badges on your chests, you are from the Great Xia Golden Dragon Treasure Hall, right? Great Xia's strength is not weak, so why is your team so weak?"

Lu Qing'er's eyes turned cold; she glanced at the three opponents and said, "Are you people from the Snow Wolf Kingdom's Golden Dragon Treasure Hall?"

The green-robed captain smiled and nodded, saying, "I am Ji Sun of the Snow Wolf Kingdom; these two are my teammates."

"Three of you, actually I do not wish to fight you. If you are willing, we can join forces instead. Of course, the prerequisite is that eighty percent of the Dao Gold obtained in the following time must be split to us."

"In return, we will also provide you with corresponding protection."

Lu Qing'er's beautiful face turned icy, while Li Luo sighed and said, "Giving you eighty percent? Your black-heartedness is even fiercer than loan sharks."

"Moreover..."

"Your team has one Form Transformation Stage First Change and two Life Pattern Stage Third Patterns. Brother, do you really think you are that much higher than us? And you still have the face to charge such high protection fees."

Hearing Li Luo's complaint, the captain named Ji Sun narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly, "Is dealing with you not enough?"

"Enough to collect your father's corpse!"

Before Li Luo could speak this time, a violent roar exploded like thunder, and at the same time, a terrifying aura of ferocity erupted suddenly. Li Luo saw a crimson figure shoot out like a fierce tiger in the mountains, a heavy spear in hand carrying extremely violent power, stabbing directly at Ji Sun.

Where the spear light passed, the remaining snow was completely melted.

It was Qin Qin Zhulu.

This one was obviously far more violent in temperament than Li Luo; he did not say a single word of nonsense and went straight to fighting.

Roar!

Watching the violent assault rushing toward him, Ji Sun's face could not help but show a trace of surprise; obviously, the ferocity contained within the opponent's Phantasm Power exceeded his expectations.

"So there is an Eighth-Rank Ten Thousand Beast Phantasm; no wonder you are so arrogant!"

Ji Sun let out a cold snort; such terrifying Phantasm Power with ferocity was naturally unattainable by ordinary Ten Thousand Beast Phantasms, but even if you have an Eighth-Rank Phantasm, you are still only at the Life Pattern Stage Third Pattern!

Ji Sun took a step forward, the willow-leaf blade in his hand humming and vibrating, and then wild winds swept up, wrapping layers of wind blades around the blade edge.

He slashed out with one strike; it seemed as if swirling winds swept through, directly snapping the surrounding trees at the waist, the broken ends smooth as mirrors, and the snowfield was torn open with deep marks.

Clang!

The attacks of both sides collided head-on in the next instant; violent Phantasm Power swept across, turning into a sky-full of wind and snow that swirled about.

Afterwards, both sides saw Ji Sun's body shudder, stepping back two paces, while Qin Qin Zhulu's burly figure was also shot backward, his feet stepping down one by one on the ground, leaving deep footprints.

Obviously, Qin Qin Zhulu still suffered a disadvantage, after all, in terms of Phantasm Power level, the opponent had a quite obvious advantage.

However, his eyes became even more intense because of this, his body shaking with excitement, and the ferocity rising from his whole body grew even more intense.

Ji Sun stared at Qin Qin Zhulu and smiled faintly, saying, "What a domineering 'Phantom Gold Demon Tiger Phantasm'. If you could reach the Fifth Pattern, I might truly capsize in a ditch today, but the Third Pattern... is still lacking by much."

"You should be the strongest in this team, right? Once I deal with you, I suppose you will be obedient enough?"

Lu Qing'er let out a cold snort, just about to speak, but Li Luo on the side solemnly replied, "You guessed right; Old Lu is indeed the strongest in our team."

"Old Lu, I'll leave him to you; hold out for a bit longer."

Qin Qin Zhulu looked at Li Luo; it could be seen that he was very satisfied with Li Luo's words. He was not satisfied that Li Luo said he was the strongest, but rather satisfied that Li Luo had assigned the opponent's strongest, Ji Sun, to him.

Although he would probably not win, it didn't matter; as long as there was a fight, that was enough. In any case, the ending was only one of two: killing someone or being killed.

Roar!

Qin Qin Zhulu stomped the ground hard with the heavy spear in his hand; Phantasm Power surged wildly on his body surface, golden tiger patterns began to appear on the skin, and faint tiger roars emanated from within his body.

His pupils gradually transformed into tiger eyes emitting a chilling ferocity.

The strength of that ferocity made people turn their heads.

He let out a roar, and his body shot out again, pouncing toward Ji Sun like a fierce tiger.

Ji Sun narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Guo Xiang, Xu Ling, leave the other two to you; I will deal with this one."

"Haha, Captain, no problem. We will try our best to finish those two guys before you finish over there," the two teammates of Ji Sun both said with smiles.

They were both at Third Pattern strength, while Li Luo and Lu Qing'er, one at Third Pattern and one at First Pattern; obviously, there was still a gap in strength between the two sides.

Ji Sun nodded; since there was an obvious gap in strength between the two sides, he was not worried about his teammates.

Green Wind Phantasm Power surged from within his body; the wind howled, his toes even lifting slightly off the ground, and then his figure turned, sweeping toward an empty space on one side.

Qin Qin Zhulu furiously pursued, and amidst tiger roars, spear light rained down like a storm; the terrifying power even exploded the air.

Ji Sun flicked his wrist; Wind Phantasm Power howled, and within the wild winds, wind blades roared, directly chopping all those spear lights into pieces.

"While there is still time, I'll play with you for a bit," he said with a faint smile.

"Or, do you want to bet with me to see if my companions finish fighting faster, or if we finish here faster?"

Qin Qin Zhulu's whole body had ferocity rising, and the golden tiger patterns on his body became even brighter; hearing these words, the corner of his mouth slowly curled up into a mocking smile.

"No matter how fast you are, I feel your two companions will be faster than you."

He bared his bone-white teeth.

Ji Sun narrowed his eyes slightly, just about to sneer, but Qin Qin Zhulu had already rushed forward wrapped in ferocity, an attack that feared no death, with sharp momentum pressing down on people.

At the same time, the two named Guo Xiang and Xu Ling approached Li Luo and Lu Qing'er from left and right; their gazes mostly carried some admiration as they sized up the girl before them.

"Old Xu, let me handle this girl; the debt you owe me before will be wiped out." The youth named Guo Xiang winked at his companion.

Although one dared not do anything blatantly in the Golden Dragon Dojo, taking some advantage during combat left no evidence to grab hold of.

Hearing this, Xu Ling cursed, "You lucky kid."

"Don't play too long; finish it early to avoid attracting others."

"I'll test this kid's level first."

His somewhat sharp gaze turned toward Li Luo; this fellow's smiling face was quite annoying; what use is a man looking so good?

Later, I must step on this face a few more times to relieve my inner emotions.

Clang!

Xu Ling dropped both palms, and sharp hand-claws actually sprang out from within his sleeves, a chilling glint flowing over them. At the same time, Xiangli radiated from within his body.

That Xiangli carried the killing aura unique to the Ten Thousand Beasts Xiang, and at the same time a freezing cold qi flowed through it, faintly forming the shadow of a white wolf.

This is a seventh-rank Snow Wolf Xiang.

One could tell that this Xu Ling's strength was actually not weak; even within the Two-Star House of the Sacred Mystic Star Academy, he should be able to count as mid-tier.

He stared at Li Luo, and did not appear overly careless, after all the other party was also at the third pattern of the Pattern Engraving Stage, strength comparable to his own, so keeping some caution was still necessary.

However, even if his side ended up in a stalemate with the other party, as long as Guo Xiang finished his fight sooner, the situation would be completely stabilized.

"Friend, refusing our captain — you really aren't being very rational."

Xu Ling smiled faintly, and he did not wait for Li Luo's reply. The next instant, wind and snow suddenly swept up, and his figure was like a white wolf, pouncing straight at Li Luo.

His hand-claws swung, as if freezing qi had condensed.

Li Luo stared at that white shadow shooting forward wrapped in biting cold qi. Twin blades flashed into his hands; water-light Xiangli flowed, forming high-speed flowing water-gleams over the blade edges, vibrating the air.

His foot stamped down, and his figure shot out as well, directly meeting Xu Ling head-on.

Seeing this, a smile rose at the corner of Xu Ling's mouth. Water Gleam Art? What a common, dime-a-dozen Xiang art.

On his hand-claws, the Xiangli radiating freezing qi rapidly condensed, turning into a layer of ice crystals covering the sharp claw blades, with even a faint blue light flickering over them.

"Tiger General Art, Ice Wolf Fang!"

The hand-claws stabbed out violently, like a giant wolf opening its bloody maw, sharp fangs biting down, killing aura and freezing qi condensing together, terrifying the heart.

Yet facing the other party's such flashy offensive, Li Luo's emotions were very steady. Blade-gleam swept across horizontally, directly clashing with those sharp hand-claws with a clang.

Clang!

A crisp metallic ring rang out.

The next instant, Xu Ling's expression changed drastically.

Because the Xiangli transmitted through the blade was so fierce it made him feel terrified, and why was the cutting force of the water-gleam flowing on the blade so astonishing? In just an instant, cracks actually appeared on the hand-claws in his hands.

Is this fucking Water Gleam Art?!

Is this fucking the Xiangli intensity a third pattern can reach?!

Judging by Xiangli intensity, saying this guy is at the fifth pattern, he'd believe it!

Emotions surging up like lightning in his heart, the qi and blood within Xu Ling's body also churned violently. In this instant he understood — the person before him was damn insidious!

Although he didn't know how strong the person fighting the captain was, it absolutely couldn't be stronger than this monster before him!

This time, they seemed to have been set up!

A roar gathered in Xu Ling's throat, about to bellow out to warn his two teammates, but at this very instant, a force like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood smashed through from the hand-claws, and those hand-claws forged from cold iron directly shattered apart.

Before Xu Ling could retreat in terror, the figure before him had already flashed past him like lightning.

Two short blades swept past his chest like swimming fish, bringing up spurting fresh blood.

Xu Ling's eyes went wide, filled with terror. He couldn't believe he had lost to the other party in just one move.

His body slowly knelt down.

Behind him, Li Luo's twin blades pointed diagonally, fresh blood dripping down the blade tips into the snow. He turned around, came before Xu Ling and crouched down, looking into the other's terror-filled eyes.

A sigh.

"Friend, you've perfectly interpreted what it means to..."

"Talk the toughest talk, and take the worst beating."