"Youâre arrogant. I will kill you."
The Phantom Assassinâs voice was filled with anger and resentment, but before he could finish speaking, a startling sound came from beneath his feet.
CRACK...
He felt the Skeleton Shackles bind his feet tightly, and his figure was revealed.
"I told you. You canât escape."
Fang Zhou turned around casually as his fingers slowly released their grip.
WHOOSH...
Accompanied by a sharp whistle, PFFT! A glowing Skeleton Flying Spear pierced the assassinâs throat.
The astonishment in the assassinâs eyes hadnât faded, but his life had already been extinguished.
As a fragile Profession, the Assassin was facing Fang Zhouâs monstrous attack. Combined with the damage bonus from his overwhelming Spiritual Power, the result was an explosive amount of damage. He was killed instantly by the single spear.
"Killed Celestial City Military Academy cadet Ling Ke, Points +4."
The system notification sounded. Fang Zhou glanced at the assassinâs corpse and shook his head.
"Why poke the bear?"
With the use of the Celestial Curtain Magic Bottle, Fang Zhouâs figure blurred and vanished from the spectatorsâ view once more.
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The soul of the Phantom Assassin cadet, Ling Ke, returned to a small resurrection point.
He replayed the battle in his mind, completely baffled. He still couldnât figure out when Fang Zhou had discovered him while he was using stealth.
Could it be that the [Soul Realm] Skill Fang Zhou deduced can see through even my [Phantom Stealth] Skill?
Ling Ke marveled to himself.
That Fang Zhou is way too overpowered!
He knew perfectly well that Fang Zhouâs [Soul Realm] was the ultimate counter to an Assassinâs trump card Skills.
In that kind of situation, all stealth and Invisibility Skills were rendered useless.
"Hey, weâre being chased by Demons right now! Are you here yet?"
A voice suddenly rang out from Ling Keâs personal terminal.
"Iâm dead," Ling Ke said with a bitter smile.
"What? Instantly killed by a powerful Demon?"
"No. I ran into Fang Zhou and decided to test his strength on a whim."
"What? No way!" his teammate exclaimed in shock. "You got killed by an Undead Mage? Arenât you a Phantom Assassin, the Profession thatâs best at survival?"
"From now on, nobody better call Undead Mages trash." Thinking of Fang Zhou, Ling Ke felt a sudden wave of powerlessness.
"Is he really that strong?"
His teammate was clearly skeptical. He knew the survival capabilities of a Phantom Assassin all too well.
Relying on his overpowered [Phantom Stealth] Skill, Ling Ke had almost never lost a one-on-one fight.
"I donât even know how he killed me! I couldnât even deal a sliver of damage, and he killed me instantly with a single move. What does that tell you?" Ling Ke said, full of indignation.
This fierce battle of titansâthe rookie grand tournamentâwas supposed to be his time to shine and show his power.
But he truly had no idea when Fang Zhou had spotted him.
It was incredibly frustrating to lose without even knowing how.
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At that moment, Fang Zhou had no idea he had become the true protagonist of this rookie grand tournament.
The other cadets also didnât realize that despite their best efforts to show off, they had almost no chance of appearing on the main broadcast screen.
Whenever Fang Zhou revealed himself, the main broadcast would immediately cut to him.
Fang Zhou resumed his exploration. After spending more than ten minutes, he still hadnât found a suitable location or any good Demons.
Some locations were wrong because high-level Demons occasionally wandered through. Killing Demons in that situation was no different from suicide.
Other places were good, but they were dominated by high-level Demons who had claimed them as their territory.
Fang Zhou looked around, finding the area filled with massive, crumbling stone houses.
Thanks to his Skeleton Wings, Fang Zhou could easily leap more than ten yards into the air.
Pushing off the edge of one building with a powerful stomp, he instantly vaulted onto the roof of a giant house.
Standing on the roof, Fang Zhou cautiously began searching for a target.
In truth, he wasnât the only one; the other cadets were just as eager to encounter their rivals.
After walking along the rooftop for about a minute, shrouded by the mist, Fang Zhou finally spotted a target.
The moment he saw the cadetâs face, Fang Zhou immediately recalled his profile.
He was an Ice Mage cadet from Mountain City Military Academy.
Fang Zhou frowned slightly.
Any type of Mage was a troublesome opponent. If you couldnât kill them in a single strike, you risked being controlled and counter-attacked.
With his Attack Power, it wasnât impossible for Fang Zhou to snipe the Mage from a distance with a Skeleton Flying Spear.
The problem was, there were also Demons on the roof.
If he revealed himself, the Demons on the roof would spot him, attracting attacks from more than one of them.
For this very reason, Fang Zhou really didnât want to provoke these frenzied Demons.
One careless mistake could lead to his downfall here, and that was no joke.
The current situation wasnât exactly optimistic for Fang Zhou.
Although there were fewer Demons on the rooftops than on the ground, the view was much more open. He had only avoided drawing much attention while moving around thanks to the effect of his Celestial Curtain Magic Bottle.
But if he were to attack, he would inevitably provoke several Demons.
In contrast, while the Demons on the ground were more numerous, the debris from collapsed buildings, large boulders, and the street layout actually helped to scatter them.
This Ice Mage was clearly intelligent.
He was also keenly aware of this fact, so he advanced cautiously, taking care not to provoke any of the cityâs frenzied Demons.
When he needed to cover ground, he would use a Displacement Skill, ensuring he didnât get close enough to awaken any sleeping Demons.
Fang Zhou watched for a while and realized that a rash move could not only alert his target but also put himself in danger.
Therefore, he decided to wait for a better opportunity.
The Mage cadet was extremely vigilant. He advanced slowly, constantly scanning his surroundings while sticking close to the base of the walls.
Watching the Mageâs slow approach, Fang Zhou knew he needed a plan to kill him quietly without alerting the Demons.
Shrouded by a light mist, Fang Zhou stood atop the building, silently waiting for the Mage to draw near.
His position was relatively far from the surrounding Demons, making it the most suitable place for an ambush.
The main broadcast camera remained fixed on Fang Zhou.
When Fang Zhou finally reappeared, the spectators saw his Skeleton Flying Spear plunge into the back of a Mage cadetâs neck.
What puzzled them was why this Mage collapsed to his knees, unable to use either a Displacement or Shield Skill.
After confirming he had received the points, Fang Zhou turned to leave, his body once again fading into the mist.
Amid the excited chatter of the observing cadets, Fang Zhou glanced around and saw that he hadnât alerted any Demons.
He then repeated his trick. With a boost from his Skeleton Wings, he leaped back onto a rooftop to search for his next target.