153: Chapter 153 Weapon-Type Armored Spirit?

The dark purple crystal on Liu Qing's crown suddenly lit up—Toxin Amplification.

The power of the remaining toxins in her body doubled.

At the same time, her Poison Domain expanded, slowly unfurling a dark purple Domain with a diameter of ten meters, centered on her.

Su Zhong stood at the edge of the Poison Domain, feeling his skin begin to sting and his breathing become difficult. He could not drag this out any longer.

"Final strike," Liu Qing said softly.

She pressed her palms together, and four lights lit up simultaneously: the Ink-scale Ghost Vine Flower, Blue-faced Widow Spider, Weeping Raven, and Flower of Poison Spirit.

Poison Spirit Possession; a layer of dark purple halo appeared on the surface of her body, and toxins covered her entire frame.

Poison Burst; she compressed all the toxins in her body into a dark purple ball of light the size of a fist and pushed it toward Su Zhong.

Wherever the ball of light passed, the ground was corroded into a charred trench.

Su Zhong did not retreat.

He opened the Tortoise Shell Shield on his left arm to its maximum, simultaneously deploying the Ivory Shield on his right arm, layering the two shields in front of him.

The ball of light struck the shields; it did not explode but slowly seeped through.

Like a living creature, the toxins snaked through the gaps in the shields, corroding Su Zhong's skin, muscles, and blood vessels.

Su Zhong's complexion shifted from purplish-blue to ashen-white, and his legs began to tremble.

He fell to one knee, hands bracing against the arena floor, gasping for air.

The toxins continued to spread, and his consciousness began to blur.

The referee walked over, took one look at Su Zhong's condition, and raised a hand.

"Su Zhong has lost the ability to fight. First match, Liu Qing from Dongyun City First High School wins!"

Applause erupted from the stands.

Liu Qing retracted her Armorization and walked off the arena, her face as pale as paper, yet her eyes remained calm.

Ye Wushuang handed her a bottle of spirit power recovery potion. She took it, downed a couple of gulps, and sat in a chair to rest with her eyes closed.

Qian Duoduo leaned in, his face full of admiration.

"Liu Qing, you're just too fierce! You controlled that big guy from start to finish; he didn't even touch a hair on you!"

Liu Qing didn't open her eyes. "He was too cumbersome."

Lin Fan smiled.

"It's not that he was cumbersome; it's that you were too agile."

He glanced toward the Beichuan City contestant area; Han Feng's expression was unpleasant as he lowered his head to say something to the tall, thin contestant.

...

The second match began, and Beichuan City No. 1 High School sent out that exact tall, thin contestant.

He took off his headphones, tucked his pen into his pocket, and stood up from the contestant area.

Liu Qing also stepped back onto the arena.

The tall, thin contestant introduced himself. "Wang Hao."

Liu Qing nodded. "Liu Qing."

The referee raised a hand. "Second match, begin!"

Wang Hao moved first.

A bright emerald-green light flared on his back, and a pair of translucent, emerald-green wing armors extended from his shoulder blades, thin as a cicada's wings.

His speed increased instantly, and he transformed into an emerald-green afterimage, circling to Liu Qing's side.

Liu Qing's reaction was not slow; the Weeping Raven wing armors on her back flapped violently, and she shot into the sky, dodging Wang Hao's first probing attack.

But Wang Hao's speed was significantly faster than hers. Just as she stabilized her position in the air, Wang Hao had already appeared behind her.

He raised his right hand, and a layer of translucent, pale blue slime surged from his palm.

His right hand was covered by a layer of pale blue gelatinous arm armor. The surface of the arm armor was smooth and moist, with fine suction cups on the fingertips, and every swing left a trail of pale blue slime.

Those slimes possessed extreme stickiness and corrosiveness; touching skin would cause burns, and touching armor would cause corrosion.

Lin Fan's left eye heated up slightly, and Wang Hao's information emerged in his field of vision.

[Name]: Wang Hao

[Rank]: Rank 43 Armor King

[Armor Spirit]:

1. Emerald Hummingbird, Rank 39 earth spirit intermediate.

Armorization Part: Back.

Armor Skills: Rapid Wing Flap, Hummingbird Piercing, Emerald Flash, Phantom Clone.

2. Deep Sea Slug, Rank 39 earth spirit superior.

Armorization Part: Right Hand.

Armor Skills: Slime Jet, Corrosive Acid, Adhesive Bind, Soft-body Regeneration.

3. Thunder Leopard, Rank 41 heaven spirit inferior.

Armorization Part: Left Leg.

Armor Skills: Thunder Kick, Butterfly Dance Thunder Shadow, Static Shield, Thunder Mark, Thunderstorm Descent.

4. Phantom Mantis, Rank 42 heaven spirit superior.

Armorization Part: Right Hand.

Armor Skills: Phantom Slash, Mantis Arm Blade, Mirror Flower Water Moon, Fatal Strike, Phantom Domain.

Lin Fan frowned. "This guy is taking the all-rounder route."

Liu Qing was clearly feeling the pressure as well.

Wang Hao's speed was too fast; her Weeping Raven wing armor did not have an advantage in speed.

She landed, tossed her long hair, and the vines of the Ink-scale Ghost Vine Flower erupted from the ground, coiling toward Wang Hao.

The thunder pattern on Wang Hao's left leg lit up, and he activated Thunder Kick; an arc of electricity shot from the sole of his foot, blasting the vines into fragments.

His right hand lit up simultaneously, and a silvery-white light surged from his palm, but it did not cover his skin; instead, it condensed, stretched, and shaped itself in the air—Phantom Mantis Armorization.

The light dispersed, and his right hand held a long, slender, silvery-white blade. The blade was narrow and straight, the edge glinting with cold light, and the back of the blade had a row of fine serrations.

The hilt fused with his hand, as if it had grown out of his own flesh and blood.

This blade was not a physical object but was condensed from the Phantom Mantis's spirit power, existing between reality and illusion; it could slash physical objects and could also slash phantoms.

Lin Fan's left eye heated up slightly.

This was actually a Weapon-type Armor Spirit.

Weapon-type Armor Spirits are different from ordinary Armor Spirits; they do not cover the surface of the body in the form of armor.

Instead, they condense in the hand in the form of a weapon, possessing extreme attack power, but they require exceptionally high control ability from the user.

Lin Fan had never seen this type of Armor Spirit with his own eyes before.

Qian Duoduo's eyes widened. "Holy crap, I have to say, that's pretty cool."

Liu Qing also frowned slightly.

Grasping the blade, Wang Hao's entire demeanor changed, becoming sharp and fierce, like an unsheathed blade.

He swung the blade lightly; the edge sliced through the air, emitting a sharp hiss.

The wing armors on Liu Qing's back flapped violently, and she drifted backward, creating distance.

Wang Hao did not pursue; he just stood in place, holding the blade in his right hand.

Liu Qing whipped her long hair, and the vines of the Ink-scale Ghost Vine Flower erupted from the ground, surging toward Wang Hao from all directions, sealing off all his escape routes.

Wang Hao did not retreat; instead, he stepped forward and swung his long blade horizontally—Phantom Slash!

A silvery-white blade gleam shot out from the tip of the knife, spreading out in a fan shape and cutting the surging vines into fragments.

The broken ends of the vines were as smooth as mirrors; they didn't even have a chance to struggle.

Liu Qing's pupils constricted slightly.

Her vines had undergone Ink-scale hardening, with a hardness comparable to steel, yet under Wang Hao's blade, they were as fragile as paper.

The threads of the Blue-faced Widow Spider shot out from her left hand, weaving into a net in the air and covering Wang Hao.

Wang Hao activated his right leg, and an arc of electricity shot from the sole of his foot, blasting a hole through the web.

He seized the opportunity to dash through the hole, his long blade thrusting straight at Liu Qing's face.

Liu Qing dodged to the side, the tip of the blade grazing past her ear, slicing off a few strands of hair.

The wing armors on her back flapped violently, activating Raven Clone; she split into three and fled in three different directions.

Wang Hao closed his eyes and lightly swung the long blade in his right hand—Mirror Flower Water Moon.

His figure split into five, and all five Wang Haos chased toward the three directions simultaneously.