MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again
Chapter 365 - 120: Lu Hong VS Fan Wuyi

Chapter 365: Chapter 120: Lu Hong VS Fan Wuyi

The Duke Nuoshan provided Lu Hong with a large amount of cultivation-required Crystal Stones and medicines. It is this kind of top-tier force that has the capital; rare battle energy Crystal Stones and vital energy Crystal Stones were carried over in boxes, saving Lu Hong a lot of time. Before the final showdown in the Eagle’s Conquest began, he had recovered most of his strength.

The past few days, the Crow had been standing guard by Lu Hong’s side. Having defeated Zun Long, Nuoshan had to be cautious, so he recalled the Crow, ostensibly to protect Lu Hong, but there was also an implication of surveilling him.

"Kid, let’s go, the competition is about to start," the Crow’s soft voice spoke from outside the house, penetrating the walls and resonating within Lu Hong’s heart.

"I understand, please lead the way, Senior," Lu Hong terminated his meditation, exited the room, and gave a fist-and-palm salute.

The Crow glanced at Lu Hong, then with a sweep of his sleeve said, "Stand firm."

With a dizzying whirl, Lu Hong found himself in front of the teleportation gateway of the First Realm. Though the Crow was out of sight, his voice still lingered in Lu Hong’s ear, "I cannot appear in the Seven Floating Worlds, just go ahead, you don’t need to worry about other things."

"Then I shall trouble you, Senior," Lu Hong nodded, then stepped through the teleportation gate, arriving in the Fifth Realm. He smoothly made his way to the Tianyuan Arena, where the venue was already packed with an overwhelming crowd. The moment Lu Hong appeared, he was spotted, and waves of cheers soared to the skies.

"Fan Ping!"

"Fan Ping!"

"Fan Ping!"

...

Lei Shan, bored to death, leaned back in his seat with a sneer and jokingly asked Nuoshan next to him, "What do you think these fools would think if they knew that this Earl Fan Ping is actually just a baron of the empire?"

Seeing that Duke Nuoshan ignored him, Lei Shan leaned toward Duke Chen Hui and said, "Didn’t you send Zun Long to kill him? Why has he still shown up in the arena?"

Chen Hui frowned, not giving Lei Shan any attention either.

Duke Chen Hui laughed and said, "Lei Shan, why do I feel that deep down, you’re actually happy that Earl Fan Ping has arrived?"

"Me?" Lei Shan pointed to himself, "Of course I am happy. My man has already been eliminated anyway. If both your houses get eliminated too, I would be even happier."

"Lei Shan!" Duke Nuoshan slapped the armrest, "Don’t speak nonsense!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Lei Shan glanced at him, then laid back down. Among the four Dukes, he was the weakest and had the least say, which is why Lei Shan always liked to stir up trouble or to watch the other three Dukes’ spectacle, hoping they would fight and leave him to reap the benefits. People like Lei Shan were typical instigators.

The top four were each invited to the platform for the drawing of the duel matchups.

Lu Hong pulled a jade butterfly from the box, number one.

Fan Wuyi sneered and tossed his number two jade butterfly beside Lu Hong, "Do you remember what I told you before?"

"I remember, you said you were going to kill me," Lu Hong nodded.

"Good. Then from now on, you’d better enjoy your last moments," Fan Wuyi turned and stepped back to the edge of the platform.

Lu Hong walked to the opposite side, not saying much, and as the rest of the people left the center of the platform, amidst the loud cheers of the crowd, the duel officially began.

Fan Wuyi’s figure was extremely fast, like a shadow, appearing behind Lu Hong after two flickers.

Just an assassin profession, with the skill combination of Ghost Jump and Stealth, it seemed mysterious. However, under the gaze of Lu Hong’s divine eye, there were no secrets.

When an assassin’s movements are completely seen through, it signifies an absolute overpowering.

Taking up the bronze greatsword, Lu Hong executed a spinning slash, locking off Fan Wuyi’s actions.

Fan Wuyi was puzzled; how could the opponent predict his attacking position so accurately? Was it just a coincidence?

Using Ghost Jump again, Fan Wuyi, fully aware of Lu Hong’s formidable strength, chose to retreat.

But Lu Hong had no intention of letting him go. His Pure Steel Battle Energy burst forth, transforming into two wild wolves that flanked from left and right, charging straight toward where Fan Wuyi was about to land.

Fan Wuyi, not yet steady, was caught off guard by the wolves’ assault, but fortunately, he quickly activated his magic power and dispersed them.

And the next second, Lu Hong, holding the greatsword high, had already arrived in front of him.

"How could this happen?" Fan Wuyi had no time for surprise, as his dagger emitted a dark edge, with a biting chill, clashing against the incoming attack.

As expected, Fan Wuyi was sent flying and crashed into the protective barrier, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Lu Hong didn’t choose to pursue, instead carrying his greatsword and laughing, "Fan Wuyi, didn’t you say you were going to kill me? Come on and show your real skills!"

"Enough noise!" Fan Wuyi wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth before seven dark shadows burst forth from his body, encircling Lu Hong in the middle.

"Shadow—Instant Shadow Kill!" Fan Wuyi charged straight ahead, and the other seven shadows also launched their attacks simultaneously; each shadow vibrated with magic power as strong as the original.

"Holy King, cover me!" Lu Hong didn’t have a good impression of Fan Wuyi and naturally didn’t hold back.

"Alright!" After being disciplined by the Ancestor Dragon, the now obedient Holy King followed Lu Hong’s orders like a grandson.

Blood Energy—Shockwave!

With a low shout from the bottom of his heart, a white torrent exploded with a roar, the violent blood energy sweeping across the arena, sending Fan Wuyi flying backward again, vomiting three mouthfuls of fresh blood.

"How... how is this possible?!" Fan Wuyi was left utterly dispirited by the beating; he was also a favored individual by the Heavenly Gods, with a stealth ability that even Third Transition fighters found difficult to see through, blessed by the Heavenly Gods themselves. With this advantage, he easily won previous battles.

Because of this, Fan Wuyi felt as if the abilities bestowed by the Heavenly Gods might have been retracted under Lu Hong’s barrage of attacks.

Without pursuing further, Lu Hong continued mocking, "Fan Wuyi, I don’t understand, with your level of skill, how did you ever make it to the top four? It seems the title of ’king of luck’ was not given to the wrong person."

"You’re courting death!" Fan Wuyi raged. Every time the title ’king of luck’ was mocked, it would infuriate him, and for him, it would become a lifelong humiliation. Just the other day, when someone mocked him with this, Fan Wuyi severed their tendons, and it was only with the intervention of high-level members from the Chen Hui family that the issue was settled.

Taking a deep breath after feeling as though his tail was stepped on, Fan Wuyi unleashed all the magic power within him, forming a ferocious ghost face in midair that fixated on Lu Hong.

"Throat Slash!" Fan Wuyi yelled as the ghost face behind him vanished instantly, transforming into a swiftly moving dagger, aiming for Lu Hong’s throat.

Fast! The speed of this skill was extraordinarily fast, to the point that even the divine eye could only spot vague flickers of afterimages.

To stand on the stage among the top four, Fan Wuyi was no ordinary person; with just this fast Throat Slash alone, he could ensure victory over many skilled opponents.

With no time to react, the dagger pierced through Lu Hong’s skin.

Fortunately, the Holy King’s skill was also completed in time. A white halo emanated from Lu Hong, preventing the dagger from advancing any further.

"How is this possible?!" Fan Wuyi’s worldview was once again shattered. Since mastering his Throat Slash skill, it had only ever failed against fighters above the Third Transition Middle Stage. Even those in the Third Transition Early Stage could be directly killed if they were not careful. Yet Lu Hong, who had no defenses, how could he suddenly deploy a skill to block this fatal attack?

Down in the arena, Duke Chen Hui stamped his foot furiously, "This Baron of the Empire is truly infuriating!" He knew that once the Throat Slash failed, Fan Wuyi stood no chance of winning.

"Ah, Duke Chen Hui, calm down, it’s all trivial matters. Since you already have the Commander’s position secured, there’s no need to get angry, right?"

Chen Hui glanced at Lei Shan who appeared delighted by the misfortune and gave a dissatisfied snort before sitting up straight again.

The sudden assassination attempt sent a chill down Lu Hong’s spine, but luckily the Holy King was there. He must learn from this lesson!

Steadying his nerves, Lu Hong locked onto Fan Wuyi, and before he could make a move, Fan Wuyi conceded defeat.

"Weren’t you going to kill me? Why concede now?" Lu Hong shouted dissatisfied.

Fan Wuyi didn’t even glance at Lu Hong as he turned and jumped off the stage, hurriedly fleeing.

His stealth had been seen through, and his ultimate move perfectly blocked. Fan Wuyi knew his own defeat better than anyone, so it was better to exit early than to take a further beating.

Following Lu Hong’s victory, Earl Fan Ping’s call resounded once more through the skies of the Tianyuan competition arena.

"Earl, please leave the field first; the next match is about to start." The referee respectfully ushered Lu Hong down.

The showdown between Qing Yuechu and Deng Kong then commenced.

While the arena was in battle, outside in the void beyond the Seven Floating Worlds, another confrontation was taking place.

"Raven, are you protecting that Baron of the Empire?" Xina’s tone was icy cold; he was supposed to strike a deadly blow secretly when Lu Hong stepped through the teleportation portal, fulfilling Duke Xinlei’s request. But before he could act, he was intercepted by Raven, and they clashed all the way to the void outside the realm.

"Not at all, I simply do not wish for Earl to disturb the tranquility of the Seven Floating Worlds," Raven replied indifferently, blocking Xina’s punch and counterattacking without showing weakness.

"Hmph!" Xina admitted that his actions during spatial teleportation could cause instability from the First Realm to the Fifth Realm, but it wouldn’t take more than two days for the space Mages to rectify it, thus he felt Raven’s reasoning was insufficient.

"Ancestor Dragon, it was you who took him down, wasn’t it?" Xina pieced together recent events and questioned Raven.

"It was not my doing. As I said, I am only executing the mission given by Duke Nuoshan, to ensure the stability of the Seven Floating Worlds during the competition," Raven spoke calmly, as Ancestor Dragon’s injury wasn’t his work, he naturally didn’t fear suspicion.

Xina, failing in his mission, was naturally in a foul mood, hence his increasingly harsh blows to vent his frustration.

Raven, however, was not intimidated and even showed a battle-hungry zeal in his eyes.