Sealed Divine Throne II: Twin Sons of Dragon
Chapter 714 - 356: Thunder Field _2

Chapter 714: Chapter 356: Thunder Field _2

At this moment, facing Tang Leiguang’s thunderous sword gleam, the assassin suddenly held up the short swords in his hands. Simultaneously, a flickering light appeared before him, an apparition of a somewhat blurry spirit furnace materialized, its form indistinct. With its appearance, the assassin’s body also turned somewhat intangible.

With a "clang" sound, the illusionary light on the assassin visibly dissipated, causing his figure to solidify slightly, yet he wasn’t flung away. He also did not appear to sustain much damage. Taking advantage of this time, Tang Leiguang had already turned around.

Upon witnessing this, Long Dangdang, as a spectator, understood the outcome was clear now.

The illusory ability employed by the assassin was a power of the spirit furnace, presumably capable of drastically reducing the strength of an opponent’s attack. However, it still couldn’t escape the field of thunder. The loss of agility for an assassin was undoubtedly the deadliest thing. Moreover, Tang Leiguang, rich in combat experience, would never let such an opportunity slip by.

A cluster of bluish-purple light exploded, a spirit furnace flashing with lightning emerged dramatically. In an instant, the field of thunder, originally enveloping a diameter of ten meters, expanded to thirty meters. Within this field, a phantom image seemingly trapped in a spiderweb suddenly appeared, while the assassin that was caught earlier turned back into an apparition.

A substitute technique? If it wasn’t for the sudden expansion of the thunder field, the assassin would have escaped by now?

As expected, none of the participants in the Great Impartation Contest was an easy opponent! However, on this occasion, under the influence of the Thunder Spirit Furnace, the amplifying field of thunder clung to its opponent once more. Tang Leiguang clearly wouldn’t give his opponent any more chances to retaliate, and his estoc attacked furiously, as if moving mountains and seas.

In mid-air, thunder erupted. Sharp sword lights continuously flashed in the hands of the assassin, shattering the thunder over and over again. However, he still could not break free from the binding of the thunder field.

Despite fighting against the wind, the assassin persisted for a considerable two minutes, before finally admitting defeat. Thunder Sword Saint Tang Leiguang obtained the first victory of the group, earning him two points.

Even though it was only the first match, the intensity of the fight and the various abilities displayed by the two sides vividly highlighted the pressure of the grand finale. It was quite literally a Herculean task for someone without absolute strength to achieve victory in such matches.

With the conclusion of the first match in the blue group, the first match of the red group would be next, and so on.

"This is what the competition is like, stop watching, go and meditate in preparation. Don’t let what you see affect your fighting spirit. Strive for each match," Long Dangdang told his companions.

After watching a match and familiarizing themselves with the basic rules, they understood that although there seemed to be no referees, there were many temple protectors ensuring safety. From then on, regardless of the grouping, none of the matches in the circuit would be simple.

"Brother, aren’t you going to wait to watch my match?" Long Kongkong asked pitifully, looking at Long Dangdang.

Within Demon Hunter Team 19115897, the only one who had drawn the first or second seed spot was Long Kongkong. As the green group was the last to start, his match would, therefore, be the fourth game today.

Long Dangdang glanced at him, "What’s there to see? Aren’t you in the death group?"

Long Kongkong was indignant, "Are you looking down on me? I’m the second seed player!"

Long Dangdang said, "Then use your abilities to prove it to us. Good luck."

Long Kongkong retorted, "Your good luck doesn’t sound sincere."

Long Dangdang said, "If you defeat Zisang Liuying, I’ll be a bit more sincere."

Long Kongkong pleaded, "Don’t go! Big brother, good brother, don’t leave. Watching me compete gives me more confidence."

Long Dangdang brushed off his hand with weighty words: "This is the Great Impartation Contest, an individual race. We’re opponents now. Of course, it’s not certain that you’ll make it to the quarterfinals to face me. Strive on your own." Saying this, he strode towards the combat waiting area without a backward glance.

"Ruthless!" exclaimed Long Kongkong, resentful.

Ling Menglu followed alongside Long Dangdang, "Are you sure you don’t want to stay and watch his match? You never used to be like this."

Long Dangdang sighed softly, "I was too caring and protective of him before, leading him to become overly dependent on me. Given the current circumstances, nothing beats having your own abilities. It’s time that he toughened up. He’s an Adamantine Cathedra knight now, can he always remain under my protection? What if a day comes when I’m unable to protect him? What will he do then?"

Ling Menglu gave Long Dangdang a deep look, wanting to say something, but ultimately held her silence.

Long Kongkong did not return to the waiting area for rest since his turn to enter the fray was in two matches. He decided to observe the ongoing battle while preparing himself, and simultaneously speculated within.

In his group, the strongest contender was undoubtedly Zisang Liuying. Even though Zisang Liuying was only at the 7th Rank, her ability combined with the bizarre existence of the Chaos Dragon could possibly rival a weak 9th Rank contender. It wouldn’t be easy for him to defeat her, but of course, he could try. And if that was the case, apart from her, he could afford to lose to no one else if he wanted to make it to the quarterfinals. Only such a strategy could secure a spot in the top eight.

After the finals, he had to rescue his parents. He should shoulder more responsibility for his older brother, the higher his ranking, the better the rewards and the greater the chances of survival. This time, he really couldn’t be careless!

Even Long Kongkong himself didn’t realize that his gaze had unconsciously become resolute, with an unprecedented determination.

The first matches of the Red Group and Yellow Group were also extraordinarily exciting. The competitors strived for victory, endeavoring to overpower their opponents to gain points. They wouldn’t yield unless they were incapable of resisting. The Yellow Group’s combat could even be described as ruthless. The outcome was only determined when both parties were critically injured.

Severe injury wasn’t dreadful. With the Sacred Legate of the Priests Temple, any injured could be revived as long as there’s a breath of life left. But overexerting oneself would affect the following matches. The Hall Master had already hinted at them when explaining the continuous fight schedule, reminding them to arrange their matches appropriately. Playing hardball in every match isn’t necessarily a good strategy. Of course, for contestants who believe themselves to be weaker, when up against those of similar Cultivation Level, they need to fight hard. Otherwise, there would be little chance of earning points.

"Competitors one and two of the Blue Group, prepare to enter the arena."

The first match of the Blue Group had finally arrived. Long Kongkong instantly felt his heartbeats quicken slightly. Many times, when you’re concerned about something, you tend to get nervous. Such sentiments would never appear to him in the past, but this time was different. He had to win, strive to make it into the quarterfinals as much as possible, and help his older brother.

Taking a deep breath to calm his emotions, Long Kongkong then briskly walked towards the arena.

"Participant one of the Blue Group, what are you doing? You belong to the other side." An aged voice filled with resignation echoed.

"Uh..." Only then did Long Kongkong come to his senses, turning embarrassingly to the other side, which immediately drew laughter from the other watching contestants.

Having finally reached the entrance on his side of the arena, Long Kongkong then looked at his opponent. He had noticed this contender from the Assassins Temple before, just like Tang Leiguang, his first opponent was an assassin from the Assassins Temple. Since no one from the Assassins Temple had made it to the top six, Long Kongkong had no idea where this assassin stood in his temple.

The opponent was cloaked in a grey robe, covering his entire body, making it impossible to discern his features. Low-key, introverted, and inconspicuous, these were the important qualities of an assassin. Only with such qualities could an assassin better conceal themselves and disguise their presence.