Chapter 360

Regarding the voices of doubt in the post, Ming Hou only publicly replied with one message:

"Watch me perform."

Then he pinned this reply to the very top of the teaching post’s comment section.

Before challenging the Ancient God Arena, Ming Hou began to review relevant information about the Ancient God Arena.

He gained a detailed understanding of the combat styles in the Ancient God Arena Cultivation Mode, as well as many competitive videos released by competitive-focused players.

After several hours of review, Ming Hou had a detailed understanding of competitive-focused gameplay.

Since he had decided to challenge it, he had to make a stunning impression.

He wanted to let the forum players see the practical combat effects brought about by his use of elemental conversion techniques.

Thereby overturning the cognitive logic of forum players regarding magic-based gameplay.

At the same time, he wanted to make the upcoming live stream a practical teaching lesson.

Paving the way for subsequent forum teaching.

To make all doubters shut up, and to make the four words "Throat of Fate" a new legend in the eyes of competitive-focused players.

The stage of the Ancient God Arena had already been set; now it was just waiting for him to go up and perform.

But there was still one problem that hadn't been solved.

If he were fighting with his true body, even if he weren't the Ancient God's opponent, he could easily clear the Ancient God Arena.

Crushing the champion fighters in the Ancient God Arena.

But now he was still a player who had only entered the game for a few months, and his life intensity was a serious shortcoming.

While relying on exquisite elemental conversion could certainly gain a technical advantage, to achieve the absolute crushing, destructive effect he envisioned, he had to have a generational gap in basic attributes as well.

In the Iron Face of absolute strength suppression, the advantage brought by technique would be severely weakened.

So for this challenge, his strength at the very least could not lag too far behind.

This required borrowing external force to significantly improve his own strength.

There was only one way to quickly improve his soul level, and that was to spend money.

Summoning the trading house interface, he used his consciousness to click on "Medicine" in the page.

The interface immediately jumped to the medicine trading category.

Then he entered the three words "Evolution Pill" in the search bar, and relevant medicines were immediately listed on the page.

His gaze focused on one of the Evolution Pills, and the detailed introduction information presented itself in his mind.

[Evolution Pill]:

Quality: 28.

Efficacy: Consuming it grants Life Evolution Points (Soul Experience).

His gaze jumped to other Evolution Pills; the quality of each Evolution Pill was different, and the prices were also completely different.

After checking the prices corresponding to the quality, Ming Hou started bulk purchasing.

This portion of consumption would be temporarily diverted from the stock of sacrificial power.

Next was.

Spend money, become stronger!

Two days later, Ancient God Arena.

Competitive Ladder.

This was a competitive path leading straight to the clouds, composed of 15 competitive arenas.

Giant Snake Arena, Flame Arena, Tidal Arena, Thousand Forest Arena... The ladder was composed of countless intersecting rule runes, and each level was an independent competitive scene with different scene characteristics.

Every fighter needed to start from the bottom-most arena and challenge increasingly stronger opponents.

This was a bloody battlefield in the eyes of all living beings.

Failure meant death.

And this was also a hall for honing techniques in the eyes of players; only the strongest players could stand at the peak of the ladder.

At this time, the Giant Snake Arena on the bottom level of the competitive ladder.

Accompanied by the appearance of teleportation spirit patterns on the ground, two figures appeared on the arena simultaneously.

One of them was Ming Hou, who had finally been selected to enter the arena.

He was dressed in a flowing silver-threaded robe, with his silver hair tied behind his head and a few silver strands hanging down his temples.

Just standing there quietly, he was completely out of place with the killing aura permeating the Giant Snake Arena.

His whole body exuded an ethereal temperament.

He didn't look like a warrior about to throw himself into a bloody duel at all, but rather like an incarnation of a deity who had strayed into the mortal world, lowering his eyes to examine the mortal realm.

And his opponent was an alien fighter covered in dull scales, holding a serrated bone blade.

After appearing, it let out a low growl of intimidation toward Ming Hou, and a thick baleful aura immediately rushed toward him.

The two stood opposite each other, one like a cold moon above the nine heavens, the other like a vicious beast from the nine netherworlds, forming a standoff position in the live stream screen.

The sense of atmosphere in the standoff before the battle made many players choose to take screenshots to keep.

The eyes of all the watching players finally focused on Ming Hou.

They all wanted to see if this guide-focused expert who had recently sparked heated discussion on the forum really had the ability to carve out a path in the arena.

Although they knew Ming Hou’s ability was definitely not weak, after all, he had taken first place on the newbie leveling leaderboard for this round.

But hunting monsters and competitive dueling were two completely different things.

Hunting allowed one to choose opponents that could be crushed as targets.

But in the arena, the opponent’s strength intensity would increase exponentially with the number of wins.

The battle started at this moment, and the "Duel Brand" suspended above the arena dissipated.

Two pieces of information entered the minds of both combatants simultaneously.

The alien warrior’s body lunged forward violently, opening its mouth to let out a roar.

After its muscles tensed, its scales clattered, and the blood energy around its body condensed into substance, turning into a blurred phantom of a vicious beast.

The moment it exerted force under its feet, the arena instantly showed short-lived cracks, and its body was like an arrow off a bow, carrying a bloody wind and its full strength, as the serrated bone blade tore through the air, slashing straight at Ming Hou’s Iron Face.

This strike was fast, ruthless, and accurate, full of savage violent aesthetics.

It was also the most common opening in the Giant Snake Arena, a charge with no retreat, quickly deciding the outcome.

Facing the thunderous pounce, Ming Hou’s reaction was incomparably calm.

Even his eyes didn't flicker, he just slowly raised his right hand.

The moment his fingertip hooked.

Hum~!

The scorching fire element instantly responded to the summons, condensing out of thin air in front of him, turning into a fire-red chip as thin as a cicada’s wing, yet exuding terrifying high temperatures.

It precisely blocked the trajectory of the bone blade’s slash.

Clang!

The serrated bone blade containing violent power slashed onto the thin flame chip, sparks splashed, but it couldn't shake it in the slightest.

The ferocity on the alien fighter’s Iron Face instantly turned into astonishment, feeling as if its full-force slash had hit a great mountain, and the counter-shock force made its arm go numb.

Ming Hou’s finger hooked again, as if plucking an invisible string.

The indestructible flame chip instantly disintegrated, the scorching fire-red faded, and it converted into a clear, flowing stream of water, like a spirit snake that had suddenly awakened, rushing forward along the serrated bone blade.

The change was too fast; the alien fighter’s arm was numb from the counter-shock, and it subconsciously wanted to pull back the bone blade.

But before it could react, the surging water had already passed through the thick blade of the bone blade.

The next second, a cold glint flashed and vanished in Ming Hou’s cold silver eyes.

The clear water that had wound around and touched the alien fighter’s chest and neck solidified in an instant!

Crack!

Extreme low temperature suddenly erupted, and the flowing live water turned into countless sharp ice crystals in an instant.

Like an ice crystal thorn flower blooming in an instant, it blossomed with the alien fighter’s body as the center.

The alien fighter maintained the posture of pulling back its blade, but its body was completely frozen in place.

Its pupils dilated sharply, and its eyes were filled with unbelievable horror.

Sharp ice thorns pierced through its scales, stabbing out from its chest, throat, and eye sockets.

There was no blood spray; the extreme cold had frozen everything.

Ming Hou slowly lowered his raised right hand.

Immediately, the ice crystals wrapped around the alien fighter’s body shattered with a bang, turning into a sky full of crystalline ice dust, drifting away with the wind.

The battle had ended as soon as it began.

The whole process was smooth and flowing, from the flame block to the water entanglement, and finally to the ultimate ice crystal kill, all in the blink of an eye.

Without any redundant movements, what it brought to the players in the live stream was only a cruel, poetic sense of elegance.

A sense of weightlessness struck, and Ming Hou, having finished the battle, was teleported to the preparation room for the 2-win arena.

The prompt from Man Nu sounded in his mind, announcing his victory and the initial reward he had obtained.

A low-level soul bead exuding red light, the price for sacrificing it to Emperor Zhao was around 2500 points.

Ming Hou reached out and put it into his spatial bag, not intending to stay in the preparation room for long.

He decisively requested to start the next round of battle.

Before long, Man Nu responded to his will.

Next, on the ladder of the Ancient God Arena, a silver figure began to climb all the way at a staggering speed.

2-win ladder, Great Sword Arena.

Ming Hou’s opponent was a two-headed giant with the power to manipulate explosive flames, roaring and throwing huge fireballs that could melt rock during the battle.

Throughout the battle with it, Ming Hou did not move, just extended a finger.

The howling fireball suddenly became docile as it approached him, as if it had encountered a monarch.

Subsequently, the violent energy element was suspended in front of Ming Hou, being stripped and converted layer by layer, and finally condensed at his fingertip into a more refined white fire seed, which he flicked back nonchalantly, its speed and power increasing several times over, blowing the two-headed giant to pieces.

3 wins, Flame Arena.

The environment was a venue surrounded by flames.

The opponent was a sea beast priest of the "Sky Shell Race" from the Death Sea.

In this battle, Ming Hou stood on the flame-surrounded arena, his silver hair flowing like moonlight.

As the battle began, the sea beast priest released the power of the ocean to create a favorable combat environment.

Ming Hou’s choice was to counter-fight using the water control ability that the sea beast priest was best at.

With his hands slightly closed, he instantly calmed the seawater domain generated by the sea beast priest, then compressed the seawater into a high-pressure water ball that kept trembling and contained terrifying energy, refining the sea beast priest along with it in the compressed water ball.

4 wins, Thousand Forest Arena.

Ming Hou’s opponent was a hunter whose racial talent was the ability to change life structure and perform short-distance flashes, and the dagger held was quenched with neurotoxin.

As the battle began, the hunter disappeared from where it stood.

The next instant, several blurred afterimages stabbed at Ming Hou’s spine, heart, and head positions, where his life force was most concentrated, from different angles simultaneously.

Ming Hou did not move, just tapped his toes on the ground lightly.

A circle of clear water rings instantly spread out with him as the center, the water ripples swaying, precisely reflecting the position of each afterimage and the movement of the real body.

With the target clear, the air around him twisted, and heat waves were generated out of thin air.

Causing the approaching hunter to crash into an invisible flame furnace, its stealth was instantly broken, and its subsequent movements were deformed due to the high temperature.

After the hunter revealed its true body, a water droplet splashing from the water ripples, driven by Ming Hou’s intent, condensed in the air into an ice blade as thin as a willow leaf, silently sliding past and precisely piercing the hunter’s throat.

The battle ended there.

Fifth match, Ming Hou’s opponent was a warlock with powerful mental shock ability.

The warlock floated up at the start, its eyes blooming with dazzling purple light, and an invisible mental storm roared toward Ming Hou.

Ming Hou just calmly raised his left hand, his five fingers spread wide.

A barrier made of baleful wind vortexes appeared in front of him.

The violent mental shock crashed into the wind vortex barrier, like a clay ox entering the sea, being cut, deflected, and dissipated into nothingness by countless rotating air currents.

At the same time, his right hand pointed at the warlock in the air.

The warlock’s body instantly stiffened, Ming Hou flicked his finger, and a highly compressed "Mental Shock Bullet" shot out, hitting the warlock from a distance and stunning it.

The next second, its falling body was enveloped by the baleful wind and instantly cut into dust.

8th win, the opponent was a thunder giant wielding a rune war hammer, with terrifying power; the war hammer carried thunder power as it swung, and its roar was soul-shaking.

At the start, the giant roared and launched a charge, the war hammer falling with ten thousand tons of thunder, its momentum astonishing.

Facing the fierce charge, Ming Hou still did not move, his silver eyes flashing slightly.

The ground under the giant’s feet instantly softened, turning into quicksand, and finally into a quagmire.

This was a teaching lesson on the combined use of water elements and earth elements.

The thunder giant’s violent power crashed into the quagmire, most of it was absorbed and buffered, leaving it deeply trapped.

At this moment, Ming Hou held his hand upward, and the thick lightning erupting on the giant’s war hammer was forcibly guided by him, gathering in his palm like a docile stream, compressed into a dazzling thunder ball that "cracked" and popped, then the thunder ball was endowed with the running thunder characteristic, instantly becoming violent and filled with destructive power.

The giant struggled, trying to pull out its legs, but saw Ming Hou gently push the thunder ball in his hand forward.

The thunder ball shot out, hitting the giant’s chest, electrocuting it until its whole body was charred black, and it collapsed with a bang.

Its life force was also devoured in the continuous ravaging of the thunder ball...

One match after another, one level after another.

Ming Hou’s combat style completely overturned the players’ cognition of magic-based combat modes.

Distance is safety; this is the recognized combat logic for magic-based classes.

Including the players’ cognition of player professions, magic-based classes should hide in the back and "pew-pew-pew," and melee combat is purely courting death.

But in Ming Hou’s hands, elements were switched at will, capable of both offense and defense.

It was like an elemental symphony, and he was the only conductor.

Wherever his intent went, earth, water, wind, fire... were all loyal musicians, performing a destructive movement for him.

Throughout the process, besides driving elements, he was also constantly converting and reshaping elements.

Fire could turn into an indestructible earth shield, flowing water could condense into an invincible ice spear, and wild winds were woven into shackles or baleful winds that cut through everything.

The earth could change from solid to quicksand or hard rock at his single thought.

Even, he could quickly analyze the elemental energy used by his opponent, extract the energy from the opponent’s attack at a discount, and convert it for his own use.

In the continuous winning streak, Ming Hou, with an invincible posture, elegantly crushed one opponent after another.

Every battle ended in a very short time.

Even, he didn't let any opponent touch the corner of his clothes throughout the whole process.

The number of players and visitors in the live stream room grew explosively during this period.

Posts about "Throat of Fate" on the forum kept refreshing the screen.

All players realized that they were witnessing the birth of a new legend.

Finally, under the gaze of countless shocked and unbelievable eyes.

Ming Hou stepped onto the arena leading to the thirteenth win.