CHAPTER 646: CHAPTER 138: UPHEAVAL IN THE MONTHLY COMPETITION (PART 2)

Immediately following, a spray of blood, like a bizarre, demonic flower, blossomed on Turtle Blade’s chest.

Turtle Blade’s eyeballs gradually turned grayish-white.

The vitality left his body bit by bit with the spurting of the blood.

Liu Qingqing, standing aside, still hadn’t recovered from the shock.

The opponent was a Mage, how could they have used close-quarters combat techniques only Martial Artists would employ?

Even "Yan," at the moment of success, there was disbelief in her eyes.

Although before the match, "Yan" had repeatedly planned out the strategy for tonight’s contest.

That was to kill Turtle Blade right at the start of the battle.

In the spectator stand, the audience who had been screaming non-stop also suddenly fell silent, as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats.

The only one who remained completely calm on the field was "Yan."

She had to stay calm because even the slightest shock on the arena could mean death.

In the Sky Wings Arena or throughout the Wuji Continent, every competitor believes that victory depends on strength; strength reigns supreme.

"Yan" didn’t see it that way. In combat, especially in a fight where life and death can be decided in an instant, brains are more effective than fists.

After analyzing several of Liu Dao’s past battles, Yan sharply discovered that once Turtle Blade’s defense was activated, the match would be utterly predictable.

Turtle Blade’s defense was nearly impeccable, but during the nearly one-minute time his defense was activated, he was almost defenseless.

That was when Liu Qingqing was also gathering energy, ready to unleash her Combat Skills.

That moment was the best opportunity to kill Turtle Blade.

Once Turtle Blade was dead, Liu Qingqing’s defense would become the biggest flaw.

As for Turtle Blade’s casting, his casting time was actually comparable to that of an Emperor who had undergone Dark Gold Master training.

In terms of casting, the Emperor was no match for Turtle Blade.

But Yan was different; her casting time was twice as fast compared to Turtle Blade’s.

So, right when the match started, at the moment Kong Fei declared the beginning of the competition.

Yan had already finished chanting and released the first Wind Element Magic, aiding her to close in on Turtle Blade in one fell swoop.

The astonishingly powerful Thunder Dragon Flash landed successfully, just as Yan had predicted.

"Turtle Blade!"

Liu Qingqing watched her companion, who had stopped breathing, fall like a collapsing wall, crashing to the ground, dead on the arena.

Yan’s attack was fatal.

At this moment, the results of the Dark Gold Master’s training stood out.

Without wasting an ounce of magic power, Yan’s move struck the heart, ensuring Turtle Blade died a certain death.

"I’m going to kill you all!" Liu Qingqing’s eyes were filled with murderous rage, her gaze left with nothing but a desire to kill and frenzy.

She had already completed her fighting spirit continuation. From her once slender and tall body, there came crackling sounds like popping beans. Her limbs and hair had undergone a mutation.

On her originally fair and smooth arms, spots and suction cup-like bumps started to appear, and her skin turned a light blue color.

Liu Qingqing’s arms became more flexible, extending and swelling, like willow branches thrashed about in a storm, cunningly coiling towards the Emperor’s neck.

The Emperor, having landed a successful blow, continued moving forward out of inertia, and it seemed she was about to collide with Liu Qingqing’s mutated tentacles.

"Back!"

Around the Emperor’s waist, strands of wind coiled, and as she was about to come near Liu Qingqing, her body was pulled back.

"Think you can escape? In your dreams!" Liu Qingqing’s Sea Beast Fighting Spirit surged.

Countless strands of her hair surged forward, like seaweed dancing on the seabed, crawling non-stop across the arena. Within moments, they had enveloped the entire battle platform.

As a seasoned fighter, Liu Qingqing, after a brief moment of shock from her partner being instantaneously killed.

Mindset adjusted in an instant.

Liu Qingqing thought that having used two spells at once, Ye Beiming must have exhausted a great deal of Magic Power by now, and it was impossible for her to cast a third spell.

But Liu Qingqing was wrong again.

"Boom---"

Another Thunderbolt, powerful enough to shake the entire arena.

It struck one of Liu Qingqing’s mutated arms.

Liu Qingqing’s mutated arm was torn off by the lightning and twitched a few times on the arena floor.

"You still have spare Magic Power? I really underestimated you earlier," Liu Qingqing’s complexion changed, she glanced at her severed arm, as if it was nothing of significance.

"Hmph, this lady is far more formidable than you can imagine," Ye Beiming had calmly landed, slightly out of breath.

One High-level Magic, one Intermediate Magic, her Magic Power had actually been nearly depleted.

However, Ye Beiming was not worried, because she still had Yan.

"You think by severing one of my arms, you can win?" Liu Qingqing started laughing, her beautiful eyes filled with disdain.

Today, she was indeed careless, resulting in the loss of a comrade.

However, no matter, she alone was enough for this competition!

Glory, in the end, would belong only to her, Liu Qingqing!

Liu Qingqing breathed slowly, and a cluster of blue light shimmered on the arm that had been struck by the Thunderbolt.

"What is this!"

From Liu Qingqing’s severed arm, a nauseating wriggling sound was heard, and a new arm regrew.

Regeneration of a severed limb, a unique gift of the Sea Queen.

"Hahaha, I want to see how much Magic you have left. Bring it all on," Liu Qingqing’s eyes gleamed with a bewitching blue hue.

Her fighting spirit fluctuated.

Flame Emperor felt the temperature around her body drop considerably.

Near the arena, the mutated tentacles growing from Liu Qingqing’s body, originally with small bumps, had transformed into poison sacs.

Pop---

Two mutated tentacles launched simultaneously, attacking Yan and Ye Beiming.

A hint of shock appeared in Ye Beiming’s eyes.

In the previous competition, Liu Qingqing hadn’t managed to complete her Beastification, but this time, her display of Beastification caught Ye Beiming somewhat off guard.

That terrifying regenerative ability, could it be the fearsome effect of the Sea Queen’s soul stone?

Countless tentacles surged towards "Flame Emperor" leaving no angle untouched.

The not-so-large arena was quickly filled with those tentacles.

It was even hard for the audience to see clearly what was happening on the arena.

Touched by the Sea Queen’s paralytic poison-dipped tentacles, one would become slow and numb, incapacitated.

The audience seemed to have already foreseen the scene of "Flame Emperor" being torn apart by the tentacles.

In the stands, Chu Yu stood up abruptly.

His heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest, as Long Tu turned anxiously in circles, hastily squeezing through the crowd to send a message to Ye Beiming.

But just as the tentacles were about to engulf the two, Liu Qingqing let out a piercing scream.

"Fire! It’s fire!"

In the stands, those with sharp eyes noticed a spark of fire on the arena.

That spark grew brighter and brighter, like a tiny spark turning rapidly into a blazing inferno.