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Chapter 352 - 150 Promotion and Sparring

Chapter 352: Chapter 150 Promotion and Sparring

On Fire Island.

Including the conditions "inside traits have completely digested" and "next bottle of Magic Potion already in hand," the members who advanced this round were Aske, Mia, Miel, and Medea.

After consuming the "Intuition II" Magic Potion, Aske had advanced to Lv. 9, further enhancing his anticipation and awareness of dangers on the battlefield.

More importantly, the last bottle of Magic Potion "Tactics II," which leads to bloodline formation, was also in the team’s hand.

The Magic Potion consumed by Medea was the "Flame III" provided by the previous sunglasses-wearing mercenary leader. The Flames ability at III-level had evolved into the traits "Unstable" and "Stable."

The "Unstable" trait meant that when the flames hit the target, it would cause a massive explosion, greatly enhancing the damage and attack range of the flames themselves.

The "Stable" trait indicated that after hitting the target, the flames could burn and damage for a long time, and were more difficult to extinguish.

Both traits could be switched at will depending on tactical needs. More importantly, Medea could follow Aske’s tactical commands for precise switching, rather than being whimsical and uncontrollable like Medusa.

Miel’s current Magic Potions were "Visual II" and "Intuition II." Since Aske had already consumed "Intuition II" and could provide danger perception for the team, Miel chose "Visual II," which significantly enhanced her visual capabilities.

With the furthest eagle-eye human vision and dynamic capturing ability, even when the fastest member of the team, Peggy, activated the Ilanian Instant Step at full speed, her eyes could accurately capture the opponent’s figure.

For Mia, she could choose to take either "Shadow III" or "Weakness II" first, and the answer was self-evident.

Having collected all of the Sequence I, III-level abilities were naturally much more powerful than II-level, especially since the Shadow Sequence greatly enhanced her non-physical attack methods, pushing her fighting style further towards the "bizarre."

After ingesting the Magic Potion, the team began a new round of Hell Training exercises.

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On Fire Island, Mia was loosening up her shoulders, her Daggers continuously flipping between her fingers.

Opposite her, Peggy put down her Hot Melt Blade and switched to a heavy, hard, short-handled wooden sword, silently watching her.

"Focus on healing Mia later," Aske instructed Nora from the sidelines.

Of course, Nora knew that Peggy didn’t need any healing, but she couldn’t help worrying,

"What if I can’t keep up with Mia’s speed?"

Two Agility wielders sparring could easily dazzle onlookers, making it impossible to place healing on them.

"It won’t happen," Aske said, "First, accurate Healing Gun shooting is also one of the skills you need to master. Second, once the Undead Illusion Sword appears, Mia will have nowhere to run haphazardly."

Nora: ...

"Does this even make sense?" she said, half laughing and half crying. Since Peggy’s Extraordinary Swordsmanship was so invincible, and Mia was destined to be defeated, what was the point of her effort?

"It does," Aske said, "It trains her ultimate stress resistance."

"Have to use repeated defeats for training?" asked Nora.

"Of course," Aske thought to himself, "You don’t understand how we professional players train. It’s brutal and death-driven. We train over 12 hours a day in a holographic gaming environment, with an average single combat concluding in half a minute. Even discounting the replay and tactical analysis phases, the average daily deaths still exceed a thousand.

Back then, what you call high-intensity practice was just minor for us."

"So, what exactly is a ’professional player’?" Nora asked helplessly. She hadn’t deeply read Aske’s mind like Medea had, so she was often baffled by the strange terms that popped up in his mind.

"I’ll have the chance to explain it to you later," Aske thought, thinking it would be a long story, but it was better to focus on the training for now.

The competition on the field finally began—it was supposed to be one-on-one, but suddenly it turned into eight against one.

Mia silently scanned the surrounding Peggys, seven illusions, one real body.

It was nearly impossible to discern which one was the real body, because when she created the illusions, she could choose to have the real body remain still and the illusions emerge from it.

Or she could choose to have the illusions remain still while the real body pretended to be a newly emerged illusion and charged out. From a purely visual perspective, there was hardly even the slightest difference between the two.

Therefore, she simply needed to keep shattering these Peggys.

Once the number of illusions reduced to a certain number, the real body would inevitably need to continue creating illusions. At that moment of her figure splitting, she should lock onto the target, strike, and the probability of hitting the real body was one in two.

If she chose wrong, she would just start over.

After clarifying her tactics for the following fight, Mia changed her right-hand dagger to a forward grip and her left-hand dagger to a reverse grip, adopting a standard stance.

The surrounding Peggys charged simultaneously, eight wooden swords slashing down at once.

Suddenly, the shadows beneath Peggy’s feet moved. The shadows intensely wound up from their ankles, forcefully binding their bodies in place.

This was a new ability of Mia’s Shadow III, Shadow Bind, which allowed her to manipulate any shadows within a certain range without physical contact.

Now was the moment! As the Peggys attacked by the shadows suddenly vanished, Mia burst forth with an Instant Step from her position, rushing towards the last remaining Peggy on the field.

The result was a miss. The Peggy, whose feet were bound by the shadow, suddenly exploded into a swarm of bats that flapped their wings and flew towards the sky.

"This... is a bit cheeky, right?" the girls watching from the sidelines said speechlessly.

How could they continue the fight if she flew up into the sky? It seemed Mia didn’t have any abilities to attack airborne targets.

Then Mia drew back her hands, slipping the daggers into the leather sheaths strapped to her forearms, and after slapping the hem of her coat, she suddenly had several throwing knives in her hands.

As if watching a magic trick, the girls watching from outside the arena gasped as Mia suddenly produced long-range weapons.

Only Miel, with her Visual II ability to dynamically track motion, could see clearly—underneath the hem of Mia’s coat, numerous throwing knives were densely strapped.

The remaining bats flew back to the ground, coalescing into Peggy’s figure, who spoke expressionlessly,

"I can turn into countless bats. How many throwing knives do you have?"

"You can try," Mia said with a toothy grin.

"Never mind, not interested," Peggy hesitated a bit but decided not to play dirty.

She could probably wear her opponent down to death, but after all, the squad leader was watching nearby, which was somewhat embarrassing.

Their figures instantly disappeared from their spots. One a Lv.7, the other Lv.6, their physical power already far surpassing ordinary people. With the boost from Ilanian Instant Step, their speed almost reached the point of being indiscernible.

Colliding, passing by, abruptly stopping, blood blossomed on both of them simultaneously. Peggy’s wounds writhed and healed, while Nora from outside switched to Life II’s continuous healing mode. She quickly shot Mia with a healing gun, her Extraordinary Ability starting to continuously repair her injuries.

The two on the battlefield charged at each other again, and for a moment, the clanging sound like forging iron incessantly filled the air. With each attack and block, Peggy, while swinging her Short Sword, smoothly created an illusion, moving to Mia’s flank and back to attack her.

Mia swung her right-hand dagger continuously, thrusting with a quick and vicious swordplay, forcing Peggy to focus heavily on defense, her left hand reversing another dagger now and then to thrust forward or slash to the sides, striking down one Peggy illusion after another.

"I’ve found a vulnerability," Mia suddenly spoke amid the clanging sounds of their weapons clashing.

"What vulnerability?" Peggy asked.

"You can’t multitask," Mia craftily smiled. "The moment I intensify the frontal attack pressure, the illusions you control start to move stiffly."

Peggy: .........