Chapter 385: Records Shattered One After Another, the Law God Brings Glory

Gazing at the terrified Xing Huo Ye from afar, Brother Ming Hou gently pressed his fingertip downward.

The torrent of evil wind, which had merged with the traits of multiple Painful Painful Minghun throughout his body, instantly surged, transforming into a violent vortex.

Fine cracks tore along the edges of space; even the starry sky arena above dimmed slightly under the influence of the evil wind.

At this moment, facing the impending elemental torrent, Xing Huo Ye's confidence was completely crushed, replaced by endless bitterness.

During the recent clash, it had discovered that although the opponent was highly proficient in using elements,

the weakness was too obvious: there was no core element.

If the battle continued, it would inevitably be countered by the "Star Fire Calculation" elements it mastered.

That was why it had confidently declared in advance that it would achieve victory.

But as Brother Ming Hou revealed his true power, it realized that the fierce, evenly matched spell duel that had seemed so intense before was never a contest of equals.

It was merely prey in the opponent's eyes, with the opponent admiring its efforts and struggles.

And now, it had lost patience.

An indescribable sense of humiliation mixed with powerlessness instantly overwhelmed Xing Huo Ye's consciousness.

Recalling the declaration it had made earlier, allowing the opponent to leave its name, it now felt only immense irony.

Ultimately, all emotions transformed into a powerful sense of grievance.

The deep blue soul fire in Xing Huo Ye's eyes trembled violently, then suddenly roared toward Brother Ming Hou.

The roar carried broken pride, anger, despair, unwillingness... all sorts of emotions.

Instantly, the runes on its pale face lit up one by one, and all the mysterious runes surrounding its body exploded.

Its body, like a burning iron bar, erupted with its final strength.

In this desperate situation, Xing Huo Ye burned itself.

Surging spiritual power and star fire elements transformed into the purest destructive energy, crazily surging out from within its body.

They gathered into a condensed, extreme, desolate and beautiful deep blue light pillar, fiercely charging toward the sweeping torrent of rule-based evil wind.

This was its final gamble.

Even in defeat and destruction, it would face the powerful enemy in the most brilliant way.

But at this moment, Brother Ming Hou paid no attention to the various emotional changes within Xing Huo Ye's heart, nor did he ever think to understand its inner struggles.

Living in the Monster World, every race has its story.

Weakness is the original sin.

Facing Xing Huo Ye's final self-immolating strike, the rule-based evil wind torrent, guided by Brother Ming Hou's consciousness, crashed down and poured forth.

Hiss!

The moment the deep blue light pillar collided with the evil wind torrent, it was like a scorching iron bar thrust into an ice-cold glacier.

The surging energy contained within the light pillar failed to slow the evil wind torrent's speed by even a fraction.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it was rapidly decomposed and erased under the crushing pressure of multiple rule traits.

Finally, the blue light pillar was shattered into the most primitive energy particles and scattered.

Xing Huo Ye watched helplessly as its final burst vanished without a trace, like snowflakes under high heat.

The unwillingness and shock in its eyes ultimately turned into complete despair.

The next second, the evil wind torrent engulfed it.

Washed by the evil wind with multiple traits, Xing Huo Ye roared again, and its body was immediately ignited by black ink flames.

It could clearly perceive that its body was being rapidly disintegrated by this composite rule power.

Muscles were paralyzed by rushing thunder, blood was frozen by ice mist, bones were scorched by black ink flames, and the soul was constantly eroded by dissolution traits.

Just then, the evil wind torrent suddenly contracted, completely wrapping around its body.

The next second, accompanied by a faint cracking sound, Xing Huo Ye's form was shredded into countless tiny light points within the violent evil wind; even its soul fire could not escape, being completely annihilated by the black ink flame traits.

Body, spell robe, and consciousness all returned to nothingness in an instant, completely dissipating beneath the starry sky arena.

When the evil wind torrent slowly dispersed, only Brother Ming Hou remained floating in mid-air on the arena.

Silver hair danced wildly in the aftermath, and the stars reflected in his eyes gradually scattered.

He gazed at the place where Xing Huo Ye had vanished, his expression calm as usual, then slowly raised his head to look upward at the arena.

A token representing thirteen victories materialized.

At this moment, the corner of Brother Ming Hou's mouth curved slightly upward.

The live broadcast room erupted completely.

The popularity instantly broke the historical peak, and the bullet comments flooded the screen like a tsunami.

Countless players shouted and cheered excitedly before their screens, even trembling with excitement.

"Holy crap! A new record of thirteen victories has been born! Phase Killer's record of twelve has been shattered! Whoever commented back then saying 'go try the arena,' come out and get your face slapped! Come out and speak!"

"Brothers, I'm really crying watching this. Actually, I quite like the arena gameplay, but the forums generally believe that in the limited arena environment, melee is the best fit for arena play. Magic users going up without absolute crushing power only get beaten. Brother Ni Ming Zhi Hou has truly vented our magic users' anger. Congratulations on earning the honorific title of Version Duel King. Please accept this insignificant donation (Donation: 100 Shou Shou Jili)."

"It can be confirmed that today's headlines outside will be dominated by the thirteen victories. After all, every move in the Monster World is a major focus of outside attention. The new arena record will definitely make the outside news headlines. It was so satisfying to watch, the immersion was too strong (Donation: 1 point of Shou Shou Jili)."

"A historic moment. I've already taken a screenshot. Ni Long is absolutely the light of magic users in the current version. Earlier, when I taught everyone the combat techniques, a bunch of idiots doubted this and that. Now come out and speak! Is the thirteen-victory record not valuable enough? If you disagree, go up and try it yourself."

"I recorded the whole thing. We need our guild's mages to watch it repeatedly. Learn well from me. I don't expect you to be this amazing, but at least show some promise. Don't think that the only function of magic users is throwing Painful Painful Minghun traits. At least learn some element application to achieve some miraculous effects in actual combat."

This was destined to be a legendary scene engraved in the history of player growth.

Brother Ming Hou, with absolute superiority, completed a milestone record.

He also earned the proof of the strongest "Duel King" in the eyes of the players.

The forums can praise whatever they want, but the universally recognized honorific title of the strongest duelist belongs only to the record holder in the arena.

The forum players are full of trolls; the phrase they always hang on their lips is "If you're so good, go up yourself."

And the Ancient God Arena is the stage to prove oneself.

As long as results are achieved, the mouths of all trolls can be shut.

Before this, Phase Kill ruled the Ancient God Arena records for a full year and four months.

With absolute superiority, the Arena Faction circle hailed him as: The Arena Champion.

Before Brother Ming Hou initiated the challenge, everyone thought he was merely proving himself, never expecting he would achieve a historic breakthrough.

At this moment.

The old Wang Zuo crumbles; a new legend is crowned here!

Inside the livestream room, amidst the boiling cheers, the most emotionally stirred were the massive group of spell-caster players.

Having witnessed the entire process, the shock in their hearts was far stronger than that of players from other classes.

Brother Ming Hou's combat style split open their rigid cognitive barriers.

Before this, the consensus among almost all spell-caster players was:

Mages are the team's damage turrets, the core for long-range destructive output hiding behind a solid defensive line.

They are also the strongest damage representatives among the Gedaliu Sect.

Their self-positioning was clear: they are the team's external damage machines.

Survival is left to the tanks.

Control, buffs, healing... all miscellaneous tasks are left to the support.

As for melee assault, that is the melee players' home ground, and an absolute forbidden zone in the eyes of spell-caster players.

Sending spell-casters to charge is absolutely a tactical failure; only an idiot commander would do such a thing.

Maintaining output distance is the survival logic for all players in combat.

Thus, many spell-caster players following the "glass cannon" path were born, believing they definitely wouldn't engage in melee, so they might as well allocate all attribute points to Spirit.

If a spell-caster actually reaches the melee phase, the battle is already lost.

If they die, they don't have to take the blame.

But the appearance of Brother Ming Hou, with his thirteen victories in the God-Ascension Battle, showed them a completely different, and far broader, path.

They realized spell-casters should not be confined to the single label of "output."

With the ability to project Spirit outward, the positioning boundaries of spell-casters are infinitely expanded.

They can be the hardest shield; with a mere thought, abundant Spirit can summon the heavy earth elements within the air and ground, quickly constructing an indestructible crystal rock barrier before them, or extract water elements to form a circulating fluid membrane to absorb and disperse external impacts.

They can also be the swiftest displacement; besides running and rolling, as long as one masters spatial elements like Brother Ming Hou and learns to wield them.

One can achieve short-distance compression of ground into inches.

Or transform Spirit into howling evil winds to float the body and move at high speed in the air.

They can also be the most agile control; telekinesis can become an invisible giant hand projected by spell-caster players, applying effects like entanglement and imprisonment to targets, interfering with the target's action efficiency.

Furthermore, Brother Ming Hou proved through practice that melee spell-casters possess lethality as well.

Elements that can be freely transformed possess both offense and defense.

This means they can be the hardest shield, the swiftest displacement, the most agile control, or even melee killers.

With victory after indisputable victory, Brother Ming Hou declared to all spell-caster players: the true positioning of spell-casters is by no means a single backline output role, but an all-encompassing position that controls the entire situation, acts at will, and is omnipotent.

At this moment, the flame in the hearts of countless spell-caster players, long suppressed by fixed thinking, was ignited.

They seemed to see the future of infinite possibilities for their own faction.

The ultimate form of the spell-caster was displayed vividly before all players in Brother Ming Hou's actual combat.

If the Champion Warrior is the direction of effort in the eyes of melee players.

Then at this moment, Brother Ming Hou is the future self in the eyes of spell-caster players.

Even this emotion influenced many lone-wolf players.

They once believed that the Melee Star Pulse was the preferred combination for lone-wolf gameplay.

But here with Brother Ming Hou, they saw the potential of the Spell-caster Star Pulse.

An all-around class positioning is the choice best suited for lone-wolf players.

Many creative ideas were quietly triggered by this battle of Brother Ming Hou.

But at this moment, Brother Ming Hou did not check the heated discussion in the livestream room.

In his eyes, the journey of climbing the Arena Ladder had not yet ended.

Checking early data revealed that the Death Arena he currently occupies is the weakest of the three arenas built by the Ancient God Clan.

The positioning of the three arenas is, respectively:

The Death Arena for 1-15 victories.

The Glory Arena for 16-25 victories.

The Champion Arena for 26-30 victories.

The intensity of the three arenas also increases exponentially.

The Ancient God Clan has multiple capture zones for warriors in the Monster World; many Champion Warriors loyal to the Ancient God Clan, and even slave barbarians, are responsible for capturing warriors and maintaining order in the arenas for the Ancient God Clan.

All captured living beings are sent to the layered space of the Death Arena to climb the Arena Ladder from zero.

Therefore, the Death Arena is merely a beginner arena, far from the end point.

Although the strength of his player body cannot achieve 30 victories to clear the three arenas.

Clearing the Death Arena with 15 victories is not something he cannot try.

Next, he prepares to initiate the 14-victory challenge.

Returning to the preparation room, Brother Ming Hou collected the 13-victory reward.

A prize worth 230,000 Shou Shou Jili.