Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 348 - 18: Completion of the Nine Rings Task, Evaluation and Bets of the Three Kings! (Two in One)_2

Chapter 348: Chapter 18: Completion of the Nine Rings Task, Evaluation and Bets of the Three Kings! (Two in One)_2

"Lun Jing!" Thunder saw Lun Jing charging out, gritted his teeth, held his scepter, and stood beneath the cave, firing streaks of blue radiance into the sky.

The raindrops were repelled at a height of fifty meters, and around Lun Jing, within a radius of thirty meters, it stopped raining, but that was all he could manage.

To expand further would face an invisible suppression, as if heaven and earth were only this big.

...

Zhao Xing stood on the Arrowfish Flying Boat, quietly watching the chaos below.

Above the camp, there were fifteen Floating Flying Boats, all of which were completely invisible, with only a dozen people operating the mechanisms on board.

The Sky Net paved the way, the Spirit-breaking Crossbows fired in succession, bombarding the camp below.

"Is the Mirage Pearl activated?" Zhao Xing looked towards Che Shihai beside him.

"All activated," Che Shihai replied, "Don’t worry, not a single mistake, that’s all merit."

Three thousand miles deep into Fengming Mountain, the Military Realm’s mission record had to rely on the soldiers themselves because the Military Realm couldn’t monitor from that far, and even if it could, it would not be as detailed.

"All right, stop watching and go cast a few Spells," Zhao Xing said with a smile, "Don’t fall short on the number of enemies killed."

The Cloud Method, only I reign supreme, so Zhao Xing propped up clouds, preventing anyone else from doing so.

However, the other Spells were not hindered, and additionally, Zhao Xing’s Cloud Method could amplify others’ Heavenly Time Technique.

He wasn’t afraid of hogging the credit because there were enough people from the Hana Tribe, and there was enough to go around.

With the honor roll not activated, monopolizing too many kills was useless.

"In that direction, there is a group of Magic Witches, Ninth Grade and Eighth Grade both present, and even an Early Seventh Rank among them, gauge it yourself, don’t get too close."

"This person can still perform Spells under my Cloud Method, he has some tricks up his sleeve," Zhao Xing remarked.

Zhao Xing pointed towards a circular stone path, which was exactly where Thunder was positioned.

"..." Che Shihai found himself at a loss for words, the other was also a Seventh Rank, isn’t being able to cast Spells under you expected?

Why speak as if that is so worthless?

Is the opponent that weak?

Che Shihai walked on clouds towards Thunder’s position.

He descended to a height of one hundred meters and began casting Heavenly Thunder at the enemy’s position.

"Boom!"

Che Shihai was also Grade A, but he was only Eighth Grade at this moment, Heavenly Thunder Nine Revolutions, a thick Thunder Pillar fiercely struck the tunnel entrance.

"Bang!"

Stones splintered, blasted apart at the corner.

"Plop!"

Several Magic Witches were instantaneously knocked to the ground by the flashing thunder light.

"I’m going all out!"

Thunder was providing cover for Lun Jing, but upon seeing that mysterious master appear, he too decided to go all out, waving his magic staff, which immediately released a Thunder Dragon from within him.

Boom!

Che Shihai clashed with it.

Unexpectedly, the witch’s Thunder Dragon swallowed his Thunder Pillar whole, surging upstream.

"What?!"

Taken off guard, Che Shihai immediately dodged to the side.

However, the Thunder Dragon swiftly turned back and rapidly caught up with Che Shihai.

"Hmm?"

Thunder saw his opponent react in such a way and immediately revealed a look of surprise, controlling the Thunder Dragon to pursue.

"Swish~"

Just then, Zhao Xing appeared in front of Che Shihai.

"Zzz~"

Lightning flickered from his fingertips, and soon a three-meter long violet finger emerged from the lightning, pointing at the ’Thunder Dragon’s’ forehead.

High-level Spell, Thunderbolt Breaking Illusion Finger!

"Pop~"

A shockwave spread outward, clearing the descending rain around, revealing a brief vacuum.

The Thunder Dragon instantly vanished without a trace, while Zhao Xing’s Thunderbolt Breaking Illusion Finger still surged downward.

Both utilizing Spells to clash, but at this moment, Zhao Xing completely controlled the momentum of heaven and earth, he could borrow it, the opponent couldn’t, such was the difference.

"So this is what a master looks like!"

This final thought flashed through Thunder’s mind before he collapsed with a crash.

A large hole appeared in his chest, created by the Thunderbolt Breaking Illusion Finger piercing through, with not a trace of blood, for it had been completely scorched.

After casting his Thunder Technique, Zhao Xing did not look back at his opponent’s state, instead, he looked towards Che Shihai.

"Didn’t I tell you to be careful and not to pick the strongest right away?"

"Cough, cough..." At this moment, Che Shihai’s hair was all singed from the clash, and he had suffered a good deal.

Facing Zhao Xing’s rebuke, he had no words.

"Boss, you made him sound so weak, I thought..." Che Shihai could not continue.

When he was in Ten Suns Cave Heaven, although not a top-tier, he was still an A-level talent.

Zhao Xing controlled the air with the Swallowing Cloud Skill, and he received the Cloud Method boost, his eighth-grade battling against seventh-grade should have been basic, right?

Why did it turn out like this?

If the enemy is considered weak by Zhao Xing, is it really that hard for him?

Che Shihai couldn’t help but doubt his life, just how big was the gap between him and Zhao Xing?

"Don’t overthink it, the Seventh Grade Earth Evil Realm, Spells carry Evil Qi, enhancing their power. You haven’t realized a high-level Spell, and as a Third Transition of Knowledge Realm it’s hard to challenge beyond your grade, it’s not your fault, don’t doubt yourself."

"When you reach the Seventh Grade, you can fight ten like the one just now."

Zhao Xing’s emotional value went off the charts.

Che Shihai asked, "Boss, how many can you handle?"

Zhao Xing waved his hand, sending him off with a gust of wind, "Stop dawdling, get moving and fight, if you don’t Xia Jing and the others will finish them off."

He did not answer Che Shihai’s question, to avoid impacting the confidence he had just restored.

The witches of the Hana Tribe, just ordinary Seventh Grade, even by Great Zhou’s standards, their equipment and individual Spells were only barely up to par.

For Zhao Xing, such foes, no matter the number, he could handle because the difference was qualitative, not something that could be overcome by sheer numbers.