Chapter 450 - 331: Blast Flame Vanguard, Legendary Advanced Profession

"Oh my god, what’s going on? Why did Jiang Yaoyue concede too?"

"Impossible! How could the battle fanatic give up?"

"I must be seeing things."

The surrounding spectators were abuzz; no one had expected Jiang Yaoyue to concede.

Fang Zhou didn’t mind. His goal was to occupy the main dueling position and prevent anyone with a shot at first place from actually claiming it. With his current point advantage, as long as he could maintain this lead, his top rank at Sea City Military Academy would be unshakable.

The next challenger was Mo Zishu, whom Fang Zhou had just instantly defeated. Having already revived and returned, Mo Zishu, the No.1 Seed from Celestial City Military Academy, said gloomily, "No need to teleport. I concede."

Then, Fang Zhou once again entered a fifteen-second countdown.

"What the hell? Why are all these top dogs conceding?"

"This feels a bit fake. Where’s the fighting spirit?"

"Give me a break! Did you not see Fang Zhou battling against the masses earlier?"

The spectating students were abuzz with discussion, their reactions ranging from skepticism and amazement to understanding. They were split into two factions. Most of the students who had been following Fang Zhou’s live stream naturally understood the wise choice these top contenders were making. However, the small portion that hadn’t been paying much attention to Fang Zhou was utterly confused, genuinely unable to figure out why everyone was conceding one after another.

Standing on the dueling platform, Fang Zhou felt a stir of emotion.

He understood that the reason so many powerful opponents chose to concede wasn’t just his strength, but also the intimidating presence he had established in his previous battles. However, while this intimidation might grant him a temporary advantage, true experts wouldn’t give up so easily. One day, they would surely make a comeback.

Still, Fang Zhou was confident.

Anyone he left in his dust would have absolutely no chance of ever catching up to him again.

「...」

"When did you become so timid?" Outside the dueling arena, a voluptuous female student said to Mo Zishu.

"Sang Ling, you’re no match for him," Mo Zishu replied, his expression unchanging and his tone flat.

"Is that so? I’m eager to try for myself," Sang Ling said lightly. "Maybe I’m not his match, but I won’t flee without a fight. Are you even a man?"

"Heh, you’ll find out when you try," Mo Zishu said, his words holding a double meaning.

"You’re too soft. I’m not interested." Sang Ling glanced at Mo Zishu before her gaze shifted to Fang Zhou. "I’d rather choose Fang Zhou. He seems pretty tough."

"Good luck. I hope you don’t end up with any psychological trauma." Mo Zishu hadn’t even finished speaking before Sang Ling teleported into the arena.

Sang Ling scanned her surroundings, then turned to Fang Zhou. "An Upper-rank Apprentice Undead Mage. I hear you’re pretty strong?"

"Just decent, I suppose," Fang Zhou said with a relaxed tone.

"Seeing as you have some self-awareness, I’ll go a little easy on you. I won’t make your death too embarrassing," Sang Ling said, her tone brimming with confidence as if she were merely stating a fact.

"Thanks," Fang Zhou shrugged, gripping the Undead Magic Ball in his hand.

He wondered where this girl got her confidence from.

The arena wasn’t large; Fang Zhou was completely within her charging range.

As the countdown ended, a red flame suddenly erupted from the Giant Sword in Sang Ling’s hand, transforming it into a burning Flame Sword.

A Blast Flame Vanguard.

A gleam flashed in Fang Zhou’s eyes.

The Blast Flame Vanguard was a rare Combat Professional known for its ferocious damage output, and it didn’t lack control skills, either. Her weapon effectively had an additional Flame Enchantment, making it quite powerful.

"So, you’ve got some sense. Still, I won’t hold back before you fall," Sang Ling’s voice was full of confidence.

SWOOSH...

Sang Ling was clearly confident in her speed and strength. She charged directly at Fang Zhou without the slightest hesitation, her movement like a bolt of red lightning that crossed several meters in an instant.

BOOM...

However, after charging just ten yards, she crashed into a Skeleton that had appeared out of thin air. Although the Skeleton shattered under her frenzied power, her Charge was brought to a halt.

"Interesting. Again."

Sang Ling initiated another Charge, the ground she crossed burning with flames and leaving a trail of fire.

BOOM...

The result was the same as before; she crashed into another Skeleton.

This time, she got completely serious. If the first instance was a fluke or just luck, the second one certainly was not. But to calculate her Charge’s endpoint in an instant was extremely difficult. If the timing of the Summon Skeleton was off, she would have either already charged past it or simply bypassed the Skeleton and continued her attack.

"So you really do have a few tricks. Again!" Sang Ling’s competitive spirit was now fully ignited.

"Then bring it on." Fang Zhou beckoned with his finger, looking completely relaxed.

"You’re asking for it," Sang Ling said, furious.

To this point, Fang Zhou hadn’t used a single other skill. It was as if he held her in complete disregard.

"Come on, kill me," Fang Zhou said, still smiling.

Situated on the main dueling platform, he was gaining points every minute, so it was only natural for him to drag out the fight as long as possible. For him at this stage, it really didn’t matter who he sparred with.

"Fire Blade Chaos Dance!"

Sang Ling’s eyes were practically spitting fire as her arms turned into a series of afterimages.

Illusory Flaming Giant Swords crisscrossed to form an irregular net of blades that rapidly enveloped Fang Zhou.

The range isn’t bad, but it’s too slow.