Chapter 356: 280 Lu Qiulong_1

Chapter 356: Chapter 280 Lu Qiulong_1

Qing Nu’s real self awakened in a high-tech chair.

She was breathing lightly, releasing her tightly clenched hands.

“You’re really unlucky, encountering that monster after ten consecutive victories.”

A cup of boiled water was handed to Qing Nu. A mature woman in glasses and a white lab coat looked at the combat scene playing on the screen on the wall across from her.

This is one of the benefits of being in the Repair Group.

After each battle, the supercomputers help analyze the reasons for their wins and losses, detailing all the aspects they didn’t consider. It’s to enhance everyone’s magic duel abilities while nurturing their higher level combat consciousness.

“I knew he was strong, but I didn’t expect him to be this strong.”

Qing Nu took the water and drank it all in one go, seemingly wanting to drive away the burning sensation caused by her projected avatar’s annihilation by the Purple Fire Sword Light.

“This man is a once-in-a-millennium Sword Dao prodigy. He comprehended Sword Rainbow Fission at the Foundation Establishment Rank-1. I wonder how Dance Tool Dao Academy cultivated him.”

The mature woman was Zhongli Yi, deputy leader of the Repair Group 4; she too had an account in Little Red Sky, but her expertise in medical treatment and poisons didn’t help in that environment where combat relies solely on spiritual power and spellcasting, leading to her lower achievements.

Once, she was fortunate enough to be matched against Chen Mobai, but she was instantly killed by a single sword strike.

“He probably comprehended it himself, right? I wonder if he can break Yuan Yang’s record.”

Qing Nu, having drunk the water and calming down for a good while, finally managed to rid the burning sensation sparked by the annihilation of her projected avatar in the Sea of Knowledge at the Purple Mansion. She got up, clicked on the screen and watched Chen Mobai’s subsequent battles.

“It might be a little difficult now; they’ve matched him up with this guy.”

Upon seeing Chen Mobai’s next opponent at this moment, Zhongli Yi couldn’t help but widen her eyes and let out a sigh.

It was a man with rough and coarse features, his skin faintly yellow, and his hands and feet were thick.

“Who is this person?”

Qing Nu knew that even though Zhongli Yi was average in magic duels, because her background was from the Zhongli Clan and she was part of Repair Group, she was very familiar with the genius standout talents of the Immortal Sects.

She had personally experienced Chen Mobai’s strength, but upon seeing the man, she felt that Mobai could lose.

So clearly, this man’s origin and strength must be outstanding.

“He’s Lu Qiulong!”

Upon hearing this name, Qing Nu couldn’t help but widen her eyes in surprise.

It’s actually him.

…

After sending Qing Nu off, Chen Mobai let out a long sigh.

This obstacle could only be crossed by Qing Nu herself.

He shook his head, cleared his thoughts, and clicked the pairing button again.

A man who looked somewhat old appeared in front of him.

Chen Mobai’s Void Spirit Eye was active, and he had already seen through his opponent’s cultivation level.

Foundation Establishment Rank-5.

His vitality was more vigorous than normal people’s, almost like it was burning. When Chen Mobai tried to look closer, he found the opponent’s vitality suddenly transform into a mighty, colourful big bug with its mouth wide open, rushing into Chen Mobai’s Sea of Knowledge at the Purple Mansion through his gaze.

Roar!

Caught off guard, a tiger materialized in front of the Green Paulownia Seedling that Chen Mobai had just divided his consciousness into.

Its white teeth were poised to snap up the Green Paulownia Seedling.

Clang!

The sound of metal singing as swords were unsheathed rang out, a green sprout fell and transformed into an invisible blade whistling down, cutting into the middle of the roaring character on the tiger’s forehead in the blink of an eye.

Under the Divine Slash, the illusionary bloodthirsty tiger formed by the condensation of vitality instantly dissipated within Chen Mobai’s Sea of Knowledge at the Purple Mansion.

But that attack had still taken Mobai by surprise and his previously somewhat relaxed spirit was immediately reinvigorated.

At this time, because of his horrifying combat record, the only individuals that could be matched with him were those also undefeated or the peak individuals among those at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

These individuals all had terrifying dueling capabilities, having carved out their own impressive reputations within Little Red Sky.

“Lu Qiulong.”

The man stated his name, and Chen Mobai nodded to indicate he remembered him.

“Don’t you know who I am?”

Seeing Chen Mobai’s calm expression after hearing his name, Lu Qiulong was puzzled and couldn’t help but ask.

“Are you famous?”

Chen Mobai actually hadn’t heard of the name Lu Qiulong before. He was sincerely immersed in his cultivation within the Immortal Sects, collecting resources in the Tianhe realm, and practicing cultivation in the Crimson Mountain.

He didn’t concern himself with events outside his window.

“Oh no, how could the president run into this guy!”

Meanwhile, the members of the Dance Tool Dao Academy Student Union who had been paying close attention to Chen Mobai saw his opponent, and even Ming Yu, who had always respected him like a god, couldn’t help but frown.

“I saw he’s just at Rank-5 Foundation Establishment; old Chen has killed about a dozen or so Rank-5 opponents under his sword. Is this man really so terrifying that you’re afraid of him?”

Ming Yuhua, who had come to watch on the big screen, saw the Student Union members react as if they were on the brink of a crisis and scratched his head, expressing his confusion.

“This man is the best graduate from the True Spiritual Academy. Although his cultivation level isn’t high, his companion beast is an Extremely Wicked Tiger at the peak of Rank-2. Its combat strength is so strong, it even ranked among those at the late stage of Foundation Establishment.”

Hua Zijing looked extremely worried.

“Then there’s even less to fear. Artifacts aren’t allowed in Little Red Sky, let alone spirit beasts. Old Chen is sure to win.”