Chapter 358

I know about S-class resources and Epic Rank weapons, but what does it mean by "a chance to be forged by Master Qijun"?

Does this mean the weapons forged by this Artificer are even better than Epic Rank weapons?

"Big Brother Zhou Yi, this Artificer Master Qijun is extremely famous."

"The weapons he forges are few in number, but all of them are Legend Rank weapons!" Jiang Churan quickly explained.

Zhou Yi froze, then quickly realized, whispering in awe: "So the championship reward is a Legend Rank weapon!"

Crazy!

Too crazy!

Just winning the single-competition championship earns a Legend Rank weapon? This is insane!!

A professional's weapon is divided into five ranks: Bronze, Silver, Gold, Epic, and Legend.

For ordinary professionals, owning a Gold-rank weapon is already quite impressive.

Obtaining an Epic Rank weapon requires immense luck.

As for Legend-rank weapons, they are exceedingly rare—even third-transcended professionals treasure them!

Now, just winning the single-competition championship grants you a Legend Rank weapon—and it's custom-made!

It's simply too amazing!

"Champion and runner-up are merely a rank apart, yet the weapons they receive are completely different!"

Zhou Yi's eyes flickered.

Although the Epic Rank weapon for second place is also quite good, it pales in comparison to a Legend Rank weapon.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the single-competition rewards have been announced. Now, the fourth round of the single-competition officially begins!"

"The first competitor is from Suzhou University..."

After announcing the single-competition rewards, the host quickly declared the start of the matches.

There are eleven competitors in the fourth round; one lucky student from Shanghai University drew a bye and advanced directly.

Five more matches must be fought to determine five advancing competitors.

"My match is the third one, against Shanghai University's knight, Feng Qiang."

Zhou Yi turned his gaze toward Shanghai University's resting area.

In that resting area stood a towering man over two meters tall, wearing heavy armor.

He was Feng Qiang of Shanghai University, a Level 19 knight.

This knight follows an output-focused path and also wields a great weapon.

But unlike Zhou Yi, this Feng Qiang wields an enormous two-handed greatsword!!

"My match might not start until after ten o'clock—let's watch theirs first."

Zhou Yi turned his gaze back to the arena.

The first match of the fourth round single-competition was between Song Xialan and Qingjing University's Xia Lan.

As an archer with an extremely rare elf bloodline,

Xia Lan's strength was undoubtedly formidable.

Unfortunately, due to yesterday's injuries, she couldn't unleash her full power; after a grueling forty-minute battle, she was ultimately defeated.

Song Xialan secured a spot in the fifth round.

The second match was Jiang Churan versus Wei He.

Undeniably, combined with her naturally radiating succubus energy, Jiang Churan's swordplay was bizarre, with an extremely cunning feel.

But as captain of Shanghai University, Wei He's willpower was equally unshakable—he was barely affected by her enchantment.

After over ten minutes, he finally defeated Jiang Churan.

"Big Brother Zhou Yi... I lost..."

After the second match ended, Jiang Churan returned to the resting area, looking slightly downcast.

Now that she's reached Level 19, she finds it easier to control the succubus energy within her.

Yet in that battle, she used nearly all her succubus energy—and still couldn't gain the upper hand...

"Wei He is very strong; losing to him is normal."

Zhou Yi comforted her, "There are still two spots in the losers' bracket this afternoon—push hard, you should get one."

With Jiang Churan's strength, she should have made it to the sixth round of the single-competition, but she faced Shanghai University's captain Wei He right away.

According to Zhou Yi's estimate, Wei He's strength may even surpass Wang Xuan's.

It's normal she couldn't beat him.

After speaking, Zhou Yi cast Slow Healing on Jiang Churan.

In the battle, Jiang Churan hadn't suffered any external injuries—she'd simply exhausted her stamina.

"Mmm~~"

Surrounded by swirling green life energy, a warm sensation surged through every part of Jiang Churan's body, making her let out a soft sigh.

After all these times, she still hasn't gotten used to Big Brother Zhou Yi's skill...

Jiang Churan's face turned bright red.

Unlike the healing spells of ordinary priests, Zhou Yi's healing always gave her an incredibly pleasant sensation...

Am I just unusually sensitive?

But that doesn't make sense—when other priests cast their skills, I don't react this strongly...

As Jiang Churan was lost in these private thoughts, the host's voice rang out:

"The second match of the fourth round single-competition has ended. Now beginning the third match!"

"First up, the prodigy knight Feng Qiang from Shanghai University!"

As Gao Ang's loud, resonant voice echoed throughout the entire stadium.

The stadium's spectator stands immediately erupted in cheers like surging waves, as many people from Feng Qiang's hometown, along with his friends and relatives, were overcome with excitement, shouting and bellowing.

"Feng Qiang! Go for it!"

"Feng Qiang! You're the strongest!"

Tens of thousands of people cheered in excitement.

Among them were spectators who had high hopes for Feng Qiang, as well as people from his home province and city.

"The next one to step onto the stage... is the one you've all been waiting for... Zhou Yi, who delivered a brilliant performance in yesterday's team competition!!"

The host's voice was noticeably more impassioned and excited than before!

Before this, only Wei He had received such treatment.

And both Zhou Yi and Wei He were favorites to win the individual championship.

"Zhou Yi!"

"Zhou Yi!"

"Zhou Yi!"

"..."

Not only were spectators from Suhang University shouting and cheering, but people from Suhang Province, as well as some who held Zhou Yi in very high regard, were also shouting excitedly!!

"My brother's up! My brother is the strongest!"

Zhou Yun, who had come online through the holographic projection, also rallied some classmates who were likewise watching online to cheer Zhou Yi on.

Under the gaze of over a hundred thousand people, Zhou Yi rose from the rest area and stepped onto the arena.

"Zhou Yi! The strongest!"

"Zhou Yi, you can definitely take the championship!"

"..."

Looking at that towering figure carrying a massive battle axe, emanating a powerful, oppressive aura, the cheers instantly grew even more thunderous!!

Some young women were so overwhelmed with excitement that some even fainted from screaming!!

On the individual competition arena, 300 meters in both length and width, stood Zhou Yi, carrying a dark, mysterious Weeping Blood Battle Axe on his back, clad in black Wrathful Dragon light armor.

And the youth Feng Qiang, draped in silver heavy armor, a greatsword strapped to his back, his build robust and powerful.

The two stood 150 meters apart, facing each other.

"Zhou Yi, I know you're strong."