62: Chapter 62 Superior-grade Mystic Spirit, Ice Crystal Fox!

Sun Wei sighed.

"Liu Xiaoman lost..."

Lin Fan nodded without speaking.

He looked at Liu Xiaoman.

On the arena, Liu Xiaoman retracted her Armor Spirit, patted her teammate's shoulder with a calm expression, and led her team off the arena.

Although they lost, there wasn't much frustration on her face; instead, there was a sense of composure.

As she passed by Lin Fan, her footsteps paused.

"Good luck," she said softly.

Lin Fan nodded.

"We will."

Liu Xiaoman didn't say anything more and left with her team.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at her back and whispered,

"She's actually quite nice."

Lin Fan withdrew his gaze and looked at the arena.

The second match of Zone A was about to begin.

He stood up and loosened his wrists.

"Let's go, it's our turn."

Lin Fan led his team toward the arena.

Qin Hao's team was already standing on the opposite side.

The five of them stood in a row, full of Aura.

Lin Fan's left eye felt slightly warm, and information appeared one by one.

Qin Hao's Armor Spirit was a Rank 19 Golden Flame Tiger, and his own strength was already that of a Rank 18 Armor Warrior.

His Aptitude wasn't considered outstanding in Class 1, but he had the advantage of a good family background, with no shortage of various resources, otherwise, he wouldn't have so many followers.

Instead, it was the burly boy behind Qin Hao who caught Lin Fan's attention.

【Name】: Zhao Gang

【Rank】: Rank 17 Armor Warrior

【Armor Spirit】: Iron-Back Bear

【Aptitude】: Mid-grade Mystic Spirit

【Rank】: Rank 17

【Armorization Part】: Right arm

【Armorization Skill】:

Bear Paw Heavy Strike: Greatly increases arm strength, causing crushing damage with heavy strikes.

Iron Arm Defense: Hardens arm muscles, greatly increasing defense.

Earth-Shaking Stomp: Stomps hard on the ground with both feet, triggering a small-area shockwave.

This Zhao Gang looked inconspicuous, but his strength was extraordinary, at least not weaker than Qin Hao.

As for the remaining three, they seemed quite mediocre by comparison.

Their cultivation was decent—all were Rank 16 or 17 Armor Warriors—but their Armor Spirit Aptitude was a notch lower.

Li Jing, Rank 16 Armor Warrior, Armor Spirit Rank 17 high-grade mortal spirit — Swift Swallow.

After Armorization, her left leg was covered in a set of light cyan armor, her toes light and nimble.

Zhou Yutong, Rank 17 Armor Warrior, Armor Spirit Rank 17 high-grade mortal spirit — Electric Worm.

Her Armorization was quite unique; the Armorization part was actually her lips. One could see her lips covered in a layer of translucent silver-blue crystal armor.

As her lips parted, faint electric sparks flickered.

Zheng Jun, Rank 17 Armor Warrior, Armor Spirit Rank 17 high-grade mortal spirit — Scale-Horned Snail.

His back was covered in a spiral-shaped grayish-brown shell.

The surface of the shell was covered in dense scale-like patterns. Although his movement speed was slightly slow, his defense could not be underestimated.

Qin Hao stood on the opposite side, his left hand already having completed Armorization, with golden flames leaping on his fist.

He looked at Lin Fan, a sneer curling the corner of his mouth.

"Lin Fan, you've finally fallen into my hands."

Lin Fan ignored him and turned his head to look to the side.

"Xu Ziyan, it's your turn."

Xu Ziyan had been waiting for these words.

He stepped forward, raised his right hand, and a snow-white fox phantom appeared behind him.

The fox was a full circle larger than a normal Snow Spirit Fox, its fur like the first snow of winter, shimmering with a faint icy blue luster.

The most special thing was its eyes—deep icy blue, with snowflakes seemingly slowly rotating in the pupils.

The phantom instantly underwent Fusion with Xu Ziyan.

As the light dissipated, Xu Ziyan's right hand had completely changed its appearance.

From his wrist to his fingertips, it was covered in a layer of crystal-clear ice crystals, his five fingers slender, with cold light gleaming on the fingertips.

Those ice crystals were not simple coverage, but rather like naturally grown scales, each piece angular and distinct.

Lin Fan's left eye felt slightly warm, and information appeared.

【Name】: Xu Ziyan

【Rank】: Rank 15 Armor Warrior

【Armor Spirit】: Ice Crystal Fox

【Aptitude】: High-grade Mystic Spirit

【Rank】: Rank 17

【Armorization Part】: Right hand

【Armorization Skill】:

Frost Wind: Releases extreme cold air current from the palm, freezing objects it touches, and can form small-area ice mist to interfere with vision.

Ice Armor: Condenses a layer of thick Ice Armor on one's own body or others, greatly increasing defense.

Extreme Ice Storm: Consumes a large amount of spirit energy to summon an ice crystal storm in a designated area.

Qin Hao looked at Xu Ziyan's ice crystal-covered right hand, his expression changing slightly.

He hadn't expected that this originally timid Xu Ziyan would have such a powerful Armor Spirit.

But he hadn't realized that this was just the beginning.

Su Xiaoxiao stepped forward, raised her right hand slightly, and a set of exquisite hand armor took shape.

Sun Wei smiled honestly, raised his left arm, and also completed Armorization; his entire arm looked like a huge and heavy shield.

Qin Ling still kept her head down, but her left eye had already begun to change.

Qin Hao's expression changed completely.

He looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan finally raised his left hand.

The phantom of the Shadow Wood Spirit Snake appeared behind him—it was a snake with a jet-black body, dense scales, and cold vertical pupils.

The moment the phantom underwent Fusion with his left hand, a cyan-black light burst forth.

As the light dissipated, Lin Fan's left hand had completely changed appearance.

Cyan-black scales spread from the back of his hand, rapidly covering his entire palm.

Those scales were dense and smooth, each edge carrying a faint dark purple hue.

His five fingers became slender and sharp, his fingernails transformed into pitch-black claws, and faint dark purple light flowed at the fingertips.

Most astonishingly, a cyan-black snake shadow faintly emerged around his arm.

The snake shadow flicked its tongue, its cold vertical pupils slowly scanning the entire arena, finally fixing on Qin Hao.

A strange and powerful Aura radiated from Lin Fan.

The whole arena was silent for a second.

Then, exclamations erupted one after another from the stands.

"Holy shit! That's a High-grade Mystic Spirit?!"

"A Rank 20 Armor Spirit? Isn't he only Rank 17?"

"That Xu Ziyan is also a High-grade Mystic Spirit!"

"Five Mystic Spirit Ranks? Two are High-grade Mystic Spirit?!"

"Is this really Class 3?"

Qin Hao stood on the spot, the sneer on his face completely frozen.

He suddenly realized how ridiculous his harsh words just now were.

Zhao Gang stood behind him, his expression also becoming solemn.

He looked at Lin Fan's cyan-black left hand, his eyes full of wariness.

Lin Fan looked at Qin Hao with a smile, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Qin Hao, what did you say just now? Finally fallen into your hands?"

Qin Hao's face flushed red instantly.

Lin Fan smiled and looked at his teammates.

"Get ready to start."

Xu Ziyan shook his ice crystal-covered right hand and nodded excitedly.

Su Xiaoxiao blinked and smiled brightly.

Sun Wei honestly raised his shield.

Qin Ling raised her dark golden left eye, and fifty Mysterious Gold Worker Bees had already swarmed out from behind her, forming an airtight net in the air.

Lin Fan looked at the five people on the opposite side, his tone calm yet containing a sharp edge.

"Come on, let us see just how powerful Class 1 really is."