168: Chapter 168 The Powerful Lin Mobai
Round three, Ye Wushuang vs. Lin Mobai.
Zhou Yu was carried off the stage. Lin Mobai opened his eyes, took off his glasses, wiped them with a cloth, and put them back on.
"You've worked hard. Leave the rest to me."
He walked toward the stage.
Every step was steady and unhurried, but with each footfall, the stage floor trembled slightly.
The spiritual pressure of a Level 50 Armor Emperor was released without reservation, making the audience in the stands feel a sudden tightness in their chests.
Lin Fan patted Ye Wushuang's shoulder and lowered his voice. "Don't push yourself too hard. Just don't get hurt."
Ye Wushuang nodded, stood up, and walked toward the stage.
Most of his spiritual power had been consumed, and his face was pale, but his back remained straight.
The two stood still in the center of the stage.
Lin Mobai looked at Ye Wushuang, his eyes behind the lenses calm as water.
"After fighting two consecutive rounds, you're no match for me now."
Ye Wushuang was expressionless.
"We'll only know after we fight."
The referee raised his hand. "Round three, begin!"
Lin Mobai didn't move.
He stood where he was, his right hand hanging at his side and his left hand in his pocket, his eyes half-closed behind his glasses.
Ye Wushuang didn't hesitate.
The wings of the Bingli Heavenly Phoenix snapped open, and with Thunder Flash activated on his right leg, he turned into a bolt of silver-purple lightning and charged at Lin Mobai.
Lin Mobai raised his left arm. A cyan-gold light flashed on the scales of the Green Wind Scale Lynx, and he unleashed a Wind Spirit Slash.
A massive cyan blade of light slashed toward Ye Wushuang, tearing through the air with a sharp hiss.
The light shield of the Moonlight Mirror Immortal on Ye Wushuang's left arm blocked the blade light, leaving a deep gash on the shield's surface and knocking him back three steps.
Gritting his teeth to steady himself, he activated Thunder Flash again, circling to Lin Mobai's side and launching a Thunder Light Kick toward his ribs.
A Moon-Gloom Octopus tentacle suddenly shot out from Lin Mobai's spine; a mechanical tentacle shimmering with a crystalline cold light wrapped around Ye Wushuang's right ankle, yanking his Thunder Light Kick to a dead stop.
The Psionic Traction on the tentacle activated, and Ye Wushuang's spiritual power began to be drained, turning his face even paler.
Ye Wushuang exerted force with his right leg, and a burst of lightning shattered the tentacle's grip.
But Lin Mobai had already turned around, his right Bright Mist Phantom Pupil lighting up—Extreme Phantom Light.
A dazzling rainbow light shot toward Ye Wushuang. The Xuanshen Wawa on his head emitted a Purification Light, its emerald glow blocking the rainbow light.
Although the hallucinogenic effect of the Extreme Phantom Light was purified, the Mental Shock couldn't be completely neutralized. A sharp pain stabbed through Ye Wushuang's mind, causing his movements to lag for a split second.
Seizing that moment, Lin Mobai unleashed another Wind Spirit Slash with his left Green Wind Scale Lynx arm, sending three cyan blade lights toward Ye Wushuang simultaneously.
Ye Wushuang blocked one with his left light shield and another with a Thunder Light Kick, but the third blade light slashed across his chest, cutting through his school uniform and drawing blood.
He retreated a few steps, glanced down at the wound on his chest, and then looked back up at Lin Mobai.
Lin Mobai didn't pursue him. He stood his ground and watched him. "Surrender. You can't beat me."
Ye Wushuang didn't answer.
He raised his right hand, condensing the frost of the Bingli Heavenly Phoenix in his palm, and fired a thick ice spike at Lin Mobai.
With a swing of the Wind Spirit Slash from Lin Mobai's left Green Wind Scale Lynx arm, the ice spike shattered into a spray of shards.
Ye Wushuang fired ice spikes in rapid succession, one after another, and Lin Mobai shattered them all.
The speed and power of the ice spikes gradually waned as Ye Wushuang's spiritual power neared its end.
Lin Mobai sighed.
"Since you won't surrender, I'll send you down myself."
His right Bright Mist Phantom Pupil lit up—Phantom Color Mist.
A dense rainbow mist poured from his right eye, instantly enveloping the entire stage.
Within the mist, Ye Wushuang's vision was completely stripped away, and his hearing, smell, and touch were all interfered with. He couldn't distinguish direction or distance.
Lin Mobai moved through the mist like a fish in water; his right Bright Mist Phantom Pupil possessed the ability to see through illusions, so the mist didn't affect him at all.
Ye Wushuang closed his eyes and fully expanded the spiritual perception of the Bingli Heavenly Phoenix.
He caught a ripple of Lin Mobai's spiritual power—to his left.
He positioned his left light shield to the left, his right leg ready to activate Thunder Flash.
Lin Mobai didn't attack from the left, but from directly above.
The Moon-Gloom Octopus tentacles on his spine elongated, hoisting him up to hover right over Ye Wushuang's head.
Ye Wushuang's spiritual perception caught the fluctuation above. He looked up and launched a Thunder Light Kick upward.
Lin Mobai slashed downward with the Wind Spirit Slash of his Green Wind Scale Lynx arm. The Wind Blade collided with the Thunder Light Kick, forcing Ye Wushuang to one knee as the stage floor cracked beneath him.
Lin Mobai landed, and the Moon-Gloom Octopus tentacles shot out simultaneously. Four tentacles bound Ye Wushuang's arms and legs, lifting him into the air.
Psionic Traction activated on the tentacles, frantically draining Ye Wushuang's spiritual power. The more he struggled, the tighter the tentacles coiled. His limbs began to go numb, and his consciousness started to blur.
Ye Wushuang bit the tip of his tongue, the sharp pain jolting him into a moment of clarity.
In that split second, he mobilized every last shred of spiritual power remaining in his body—no reservations, no retreat, a final desperate gamble.
The wings of the Bingli Heavenly Phoenix on his back snapped open. Every ice crystal lit up at once, and a blinding ice-blue light condensed on the wings.
"Extreme Ice Descent!"
With a phoenix cry, countless ice-blue crystals fell from the sky, covering the entire stage.
Lin Mobai stood his ground without retreating.
The Moon-Gloom Octopus tentacles on his spine suddenly exploded outward. Twelve mechanical tentacles, shimmering with crystalline cold light, extended to their limit. Each was as thick as an arm, covered in barbs and suckers, with spirit spikes at the ends curved like hooks.
Instead of retracting, the tentacles lashed out directly into the ice crystal storm.
"Gloom-Shadow Tentacles: Wild Dance Burial."
The twelve tentacles danced wildly across the stage like twelve giant pythons, lashing, coiling, and piercing, shattering the incoming ice crystals one by one.
The tentacles and ice crystals collided violently, sending cracks across the stage floor while the air filled with ice dust and tentacle fragments.
Before long, Ye Wushuang's spiritual power was exhausted. Extreme Ice Descent began to lose its strength, the snowfall dwindling.
Six of Lin Mobai's twelve tentacles were broken, and the remaining six were covered in cracks, but he still had the strength left to counterattack.
Two tentacles suddenly elongated, wrapping around Ye Wushuang's legs and dragging him down from mid-air.
One tentacle lashed across Ye Wushuang's chest, sending him flying backward as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Another tentacle struck his abdomen, sending him even higher and further away.
Ye Wushuang's body tumbled through the air like a broken kite, flying toward the edge of the stage.
Just then, a figure rushed out from the contestants' seating area and steadily caught Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang was covered in blood, his face as pale as paper, his lips purple, and his eyes tightly shut.
Lin Fan looked down at him, his usual playful grin gone, replaced by a terrifying seriousness.
"Rest well. I will win this match."