klisemfg Chapter 222 The Competition Intensifies
Chapter 222 The Competition Intensifies
Zhuang Yu knew that facing the demonic beasts of the spirit world was a tremendous challenge.
He gripped the magical artifact tightly, his eyes resolute, and the surrounding air seemed to become heavy due to the aura of the demonic beast.
The monster's enormous body stood out conspicuously in the valley, every inch of its skin gleaming with a cold, sharp light, as if it were impervious to blades and spears.
A strong fighting spirit rose within Zhuang Yu.
The demonic beast from the spirit realm let out a deafening roar, shaking the trees in the valley and sending dust flying everywhere.
Its giant claws, accompanied by a whistling sound, pounced towards Zhuang Yu with immense force.
Zhuang Yu's eyes sharpened, and with a flick of his golden sword, a golden sword aura shot out like lightning, striking the monster's giant claw with unerring accuracy.
The sword energy collided with the scales of the magical beast, producing a crisp sound and sparks flying everywhere.
However, the monster's defense was clearly beyond Zhuang Yu's expectations. Even after being hit by the sword energy, it only retreated a few steps before launching another fierce attack.
Zhuang Yu dodged the giant claw's attack with a flash, and once again swung his golden sword. Countless golden sword energies poured down like a torrential rain, striking the demonic beast and producing a series of metallic clanging sounds.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the valley, Elder Baiyun and his disciple Xiao Chen stood quietly to the side, their eyes filled with deep calculation.
Elder Baiyun sneered, "Hmph, Zhuang Yu, you're simply courting death. This magical beast isn't so easy to deal with. Let him exhaust its power, and then we can take advantage of the situation."
Xiao Chen nodded.
A gust of wind blew by, carrying the stench of blood from the magical beasts, brushing against Zhuang Yu's face and making him even more alert.
He knew that this battle was not only a duel between him and the monsters, but also a life-or-death struggle for a spot in the Spirit Realm.
With every move, Zhuang Yu exerted all his strength. The golden sword in his hand seemed to transform into an indestructible divine weapon. Every swing was filled with sharp sword intent, neutralizing the attacks of the magical beasts one by one.
Just as Zhuang Yu was locked in fierce combat with the demonic beast, the guardian of the Spirit Realm Gate suddenly appeared at the entrance of the valley. Its figure was shrouded in a mysterious light, giving people an indescribable sense of pressure.
The guardian's voice was calm and authoritative: "Zhuang Yu, if you can withstand the attacks of these magical beasts to the end, you will be qualified to enter the Spirit Realm. But remember, you cannot afford to be careless at any step."
Zhuang Yu felt a pang of anxiety, but he did not back down in the slightest; instead, he became even more determined.
He swung the golden sword in his hand again, shouted, and concentrated all his power into one sword, thrusting it towards the vital part of the monster.
The monster let out a painful roar and retreated rapidly, but Zhuang Yu did not stop. His eyes were firm, and he had only one thought in his mind—no matter what, he had to defeat this monster and open the gate to the spirit world for himself.
Suspenseful ending
The roars of the demonic beasts echoed through the valley, and Zhuang Yu's sword tip was only inches away from the beast's heart.
Just then, Elder Baiyun in the distance narrowed his eyes slightly and a cold smile appeared on his lips, while Wang Yao clenched her fists nervously, praying for Zhuang Yu in her heart.
Feng Lang's eyes flickered uncertainly. Although he was fierce, he had to admit that Zhuang Yu's courage and strength were indeed admirable.
"Zhuang Yu, if you can hold on until the end, our agreement will be fulfilled." The voice of the guardian of the Spirit Realm Gate rang out again, and Zhuang Yu's eyes became even more resolute at this moment.
He took a deep breath, and the golden sword in his hand shone brightly. With a powerful swing, the tip of the sword pierced through the scales of the magical beast, and blood gushed out instantly.
Zhuang Yu's golden sword pierced through the scales of the demonic beast, and hot, bloody spurted out, splashing onto his robes and carrying a strong, foul stench.
The beast, in pain, let out an even more ferocious roar, shaking the entire valley.
Its enormous claws slammed down again like mountains, tearing the air apart with a piercing whistling sound.
Zhuang Yu nimbly dodged, and at the same time used the momentum to leap onto a protruding rock.
He lightly touched the ground with his toes, causing the rocks to shatter and scatter debris. Using the recoil, he charged towards the monster again like an arrow released from a bow, the golden sword in his hand gleaming with a blinding light.
"This kid has some skills." Feng Lang narrowed his eyes, watching Zhuang Yu's figure with great interest, and the curved blade in his hand also emitted a bloodthirsty light.
Zhuang Yu skillfully utilized the terrain with each dodge, neutralizing the monster's attacks. This combat skill and calm mindset earned Feng Lang's secret admiration.
The monster was clearly enraged by Zhuang Yu's agile movements. It roared repeatedly, and its huge body suddenly shook, with a powerful shockwave spreading outwards from it.
The trees in the valley were uprooted, and pebbles flew everywhere.
Zhuang Yu was the first to be hit, his body swayed, and he was almost overturned by the shockwave.
But he quickly regained his balance, and with a beautiful flourish of his golden sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the monster's eye.
"Roar!" The monster roared again. This time, its attack was even more ferocious. Its giant claws, carrying earth-shattering power, fell like a storm.
Seeing this, Zhuang Yu stopped confronting them head-on and instead dashed off towards the direction where the wind wolf was.
"Fellow Daoist, would you be willing to join forces?" Zhuang Yu's voice carried a hint of urgency, yet it also sounded calm and decisive.
Wind Wolf grinned, revealing a set of sharp teeth, and the curved blade in his hand flashed with a cold light. "That's exactly what I wanted to do!"
The two stood back to back, their eyes blazing as they stared intently at the monster before them.
Zhuang Yu's golden sword and Feng Lang's scimitar clashed in the air, creating bursts of sharp sword energy.
They cooperated seamlessly, one attacking and the other defending, their offensive surging towards the monster like a tidal wave.
Zhuang Yu's golden sword was like a dragon emerging from the sea, each swing carrying a strong sword intent, while Feng Lang's scimitar was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, each attack precisely striking the weak points of the magical beast.
The beast's scales were ripped open by the sword energy, bleeding profusely, and its painful roars echoed through the valley.
Seeing this, Elder Baiyun's expression turned somewhat grim. He hadn't expected Zhuang Yu and the Wind Wolf to cooperate so well, actually managing to inflict substantial damage on the magical beast.
Xiao Chen clenched his fists tightly.
The guardian of the Spirit Realm Gate remained suspended in the air, seemingly uninterested in everything before it, simply watching the battlefield with a deep and mysterious gaze.
"Zhuang Yu, it seems you are much more powerful than I imagined." Feng Lang's voice carried a hint of excitement. "However, this is not enough!" As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his scimitar again, drawing strange arcs in the air.
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, and the golden sword in his hand emitted an even more dazzling light.
Just then, Elder Baiyun suddenly stepped forward, a meaningful smile in his eyes, and said, "Gentlemen, perhaps..."
Zhuang Yu and the Wind Wolf stood back to back, like two sharp blades, forcing the raging monster into a retreat.
The two skillfully deflected every attack from the monster, while the monster itself sustained more and more new wounds, its foul-smelling blood staining the ground beneath its feet.
Seeing this, Elder Baiyun's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoists, why don't we join forces to kill this fiend?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yu raised an eyebrow, glanced at Elder Baiyun, and said coldly, "I appreciate Elder Baiyun's kindness. However, I still vividly remember your disciple's actions. It's a bit too late to cooperate now." He brandished his golden sword, a sharp sword aura repelling the charging demonic beast. The sword tip pointed directly at Elder Baiyun, his tone laced with sarcasm: "Elder, you should first manage your disciple and lest you cause further trouble."
Elder Baiyun's face stiffened; he hadn't expected Zhuang Yu to reject him so ruthlessly.
He was furious, but couldn't show it, so he could only chuckle awkwardly and step aside.
Zhuang Yu ignored Elder Baiyun and stared intently at the magical beast in front of him.
He discovered that a scale on the monster's belly was a slightly lighter color, which seemed to be its weak point.
He immediately said to the Wind Wolf, "Fellow Daoist Wind Wolf, attack its belly; that's its weak point!"
Upon hearing this, the wind wolf's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and without hesitation, it brandished its curved blade and launched a fierce attack on the monster's abdomen.
The scimitar sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound, striking the monster's belly hard.
"Roar!" The monster let out a shrill scream, its massive body trembling violently, and blood gushing from its abdomen like a fountain.
It struggled painfully, but was no longer able to launch an attack.
Upon seeing this, the wind wolf caused the magical beast to crash to the ground with a deafening roar that shook the entire valley.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuang Yu, you have excellent eyesight!" Looking at the fallen magical beast, Feng Lang felt a surge of admiration for Zhuang Yu.
He hadn't expected that Zhuang Yu could maintain a calm mind and discover the monster's weakness even in such an intense battle.
Zhuang Yu smiled slightly, said nothing, and simply turned his gaze toward the direction of the Spirit Realm Gate.
He knew that the real battle had just begun.
Just then, the voice of the guardian of the Spirit Realm Gate rang out again: "Congratulations, you have passed the first test. Next, you will face even more severe challenges..." Before the words were finished, a bead that was shimmering with light suddenly appeared in the guardian's hand, and a powerful suction force emanated from the bead, enveloping Zhuang Yu and the Wind Wolf.
"Wait..." Wind Wolf reached out as if to grab something, but only grasped at nothingness.
The howls of the monsters gradually weakened and eventually fell silent.
The pungent, hot smell of blood permeated the valley, mingling with the fresh scents of earth and vegetation to create a nauseatingly complex odor.
Wind Wolf licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, the excitement in his eyes still lingering. The scimitar in his hand gleamed with a bloodthirsty coldness, as if he still craved more battles.
Elder Baiyun stared at Zhuang Yu and Feng Lang with a gloomy face, his eyes as cold as a venomous snake.
He hadn't expected these two to be so troublesome. Not only did they join forces to kill the monster, but they also completely thwarted his carefully planned scheme of letting the two fight and the third party benefit.
Xiao Chen stood behind him, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes filled with resentment and jealousy.
Zhuang Yu slowly sheathed the golden sword. The golden light dissipated, and the sword returned to its ancient and unadorned state, as if the earth-shattering battle just now was merely an illusion.
He did not lower his guard after defeating the monster; instead, he became even more vigilant, looking around and sensing the energy fluctuations surging in the air.
He knew that the real test had just begun.
Just then, the guardian of the spirit realm gate, suspended in mid-air, spoke again. Its voice was still calm and majestic, but it carried a chilling indifference.
"Congratulations on passing the first test. Next, you will face even more severe challenges..." Its voice echoed in the valley, like an ancient call, carrying an irresistible pressure.
Before the guardian finished speaking, a shimmering bead suddenly appeared in his hand, emitting a dazzling light as bright as the sun.
A powerful suction force emanated from the bead, instantly enveloping Zhuang Yu and the Wind Wolf.
Wind Wolf's expression changed. He instinctively tried to resist the suction force, but found himself powerless to do so.
His body flew uncontrollably toward the bead, and he could only watch helplessly as his body was gradually swallowed by the light.
He reached out, trying to grasp something, but only grasped nothingness.
"Wait..." Fenglang's voice stopped abruptly, and his figure completely disappeared into the light of the bead.
Zhuang Yu's body also began to be uncontrollably drawn to the beads. He felt a powerful force pulling him, as if it were going to tear him to pieces.
He gripped the golden sword tightly, trying to use its power to stabilize his body, but found it was all in vain.
He could only watch helplessly as he got closer and closer to his master, a sense of unknown fear welling up in his heart.
He clenched his teeth tightly.
Just as his body was about to be completely swallowed by the bead, he suddenly saw Elder Baiyun's figure beside him. Elder Baiyun had a strange smile on his face and his lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something.