Chapter 111: I’m the Beefy Tank
Chapter 111: I’m the Beefy Tank
The defensive sword aura shattered! The Mystic Purple Qi Shield cracked!
Ye Rong almost started cursing inside. What kind of overpowered magic treasure was this, able to continuously unleash divine thunder for so long without pause?
His own Fifth-Rank Magical Treasure could only release two divine thunderbolts. Just how high-ranked must this icy pearl suspended in the air be?
High above, Demon-Subduing True Lord Jiang Shu inside the cyan cloud chariot furrowed his brow slightly. He set down the wine gourd in his hand, his gaze intense as he stared at the icy pearl for a long moment before speaking. “Junior Brother Zhu Mei, that disciple of yours possesses such shallow cultivation, yet you gifted him an Ancient Treasure like the Taibai White Cloud Thunder Pearl? Isn’t it too early?”
“Heh heh,” the Short Elder Zhu Mei chuckled dryly, though a flicker of pride flashed in his eyes. “While my worthless, unruly disciple lacks cultivation, his heart is righteous and he consistently accumulates Merit. Bestowing him the Taibai White Cloud Thunder Pearl is precisely to aid him in better serving the Sect. Worry not, senior brother. I sealed the pearl’s power. The might he can unleash is limited, well within his capacity to control.”
For high-level NPCs like this, at the level of Qingcheng Sect Leader, they were already Legendary Grade. Not only were they terrifyingly powerful, but their intellect was just like real people, possessing high judgment, insight, and behavior fitting their personalities.
“My little disciple is in real trouble… If only I hadn’t drunk so much yesterday… Ah, that ‘siren’s brew’ crafted by the ancient wine spirit was truly sublime,” Jiang Shu sighed regretfully, recalling a simple, obscure lantern in his hand. He picked up his wine gourd once more and took a deep swig.
“Crap, this Profound Water Ice Thunder even has a movement-slowing effect!”
\-180, \-180!
The Profound Water Ice Thunder exploded against Ye Rong, dealing close to two hundred damage with each hit. Shards of ice clung to his body, and a chilling cold invaded his limbs and bones, making his movements sluggish and stiff.
Trying to deflect the ice thunder with his flying sword was futile. Even using the most subtle redirection technique, swirling the Sword Light to push the thunder away resulted in an explosion if the tip merely brushed against it – boom!
Restrain Oneself and Restore Propriety!
Seeing his Qi and Blood plummet to critical levels, knowing two more thunders would finish him, Ye Rong had no choice. He activated the spell on his Self-Restraint Sword, paying the price of ten thousand Experience Points.
“Restrain Oneself and Restore Propriety!”
A milky-white light sphere, only ping-pong ball sized, rose from the Self-Restraint Sword and perched with uncanny intelligence on Ye Rong’s right shoulder. Simultaneously, a vibrant red light sphere sprang up, bouncing playfully before settling on his other shoulder.
His Qi and Blood and True Qi instantly refilled completely! More importantly, the spheres didn’t vanish. They remained firmly attached to his shoulders.
Qi and Blood Sphere: 4317/5000
True Qi Sphere: 4562/5000
“It continuously restores us? It’s not just a one-time heal? As long as I keep taking damage or using True Qi, it will refill me constantly? No waste at all!” Ye Rong was elated. The effect of the “Restrain Oneself and Restore Propriety” spell far exceeded his imagination.
He had previously looked down on it because it cost precious Experience Points to activate, and its effect seemed like massive overkill – most players only had around a thousand Qi and Blood or True Qi at most, so most of the restoration would be wasted.
By the time players genuinely had four or five thousand, fourth-rank flying swords would be obsolete, no longer competitive.
But this restoration method was fantastic. It was like giving Ye Rong an extra five thousand Qi and Blood and True Qi. He had become a super tank and a True Qi bottomless pit!
\-180, +180!
Right then, another Profound Water Ice Thunder slammed into him. But the very next instant, the loss was entirely replenished.
Meanwhile, the eighteen indestructible Finch Essences were indeed giving Long Wushuang a major headache. As Ye Rong had predicted, the “Myriad Birds Pay Homage” spell truly shone when focused on a single target.
The combined attacks of eighteen Finch Essences were potent enough to instantly overwhelm a Player around level forty. Long Wushuang clearly wasn’t average; while currently flustered, he wasn’t defeated yet.
Long Wushuang held a deep green net. Its mesh resembled countless human eyes stitched together, gleaming coldly and exuding a sinister aura.
With a sweep, the deep green net trapped one Finch Essence inside, pinning it down.
While these Finch Essences couldn’t be directly destroyed, they could be sealed! If he trapped all of them, rendering them unable to attack, he’d effectively neutralize the spell.
As spirit bodies, only specific Magic Treasures could affect them effectively. Yet, Long Wushuang actually possessed something designed to counter spirit bodies.
Only the Finch Essences’ inherent agility and swift movement prevented Long Wushuang from completely dismantling the “Myriad Birds Pay Homage” spell already.
“KILL!”
Despite the support from “Restrain Oneself and Restore Propriety,” Ye Rong couldn’t last much longer as a sitting duck. His only path was to charge forward recklessly, adopting a body-and-sword-as-one, life-risking posture to eliminate Long Wushuang decisively. This was the sole option.
Soaring Sword Heavenward! MAXIMUM SPEED!
Ye Rong’s speed surged explosively. With the True Qi Sphere active, he functionally had six thousand True Qi to burn. Blasted by six or seven divine thunders along the way, he gritted his teeth, his expression unchanged, enduring the hits.
He made no attempt to block. He activated no defensive Magic Treasures. Only the fierce, unstoppable light of the sword in his hand remained – hurtling straight towards Long Wushuang!
“How is this possible? Why isn’t he dead yet?” Long Wushuang cursed loudly.
In his estimation, no Player, even decked head-to-toe in Qi and Blood boosting gear, could have survived such intense bombardment of Profound Water Ice Thunders unscathed.
Ye Rong’s blatant disregard, showing zero sign of harm, made Long Wushuang suspect him of possessing some heaven-defying artifact granting invulnerability. No other explanation made sense.
Distracted controlling the deep green net to confine the Finch Essences, Long Wushuang could only hastily raise his Azure Blue Flying Hook in a desperate parry.
“Once I weather this attack… Once the Finch Spirits vanish… I’ll handle him…” The thought flashed through Long Wushuang’s mind.
But directly before him, a blinding Sword Light erupted. Twin gleams of light – one black, one white – surged forth with the savage force of dragons breaching water. Yet, their attack manifested as an incredibly intricate and lightning-fast sword technique, striking his Azure Blue Flying Hook seven times rapidly, tearing open a gap in the aqua barrier. The lights then plunged through the breach with devastating force!
At this critical instant, Ye Rong committed everything. He even launched out the Self-Restraint Sword, his very means of flight. Only this all-or-nothing gambit allowed him to shatter the Azure Blue Flying Hook in a split second!