As soon as the Human Emperor Banner came out, I became the Lord of the Old Ones

Chapter 60: The End of Rakshasa

"how is this possible?"

"Zhou Jianqing's speed increased so much all of a sudden?"

"Quadruple clones! Old Zhou actually managed to train Shadow Wolf to have four clones?"

Looking at Zhou Jianqing on the ring, who had almost merged with the guardian spirit, turned into a black stream of light and split into four mirror images, circling around the "Rakshasa Disciple", everyone suspected that there was something wrong with their eyes.

"It's a Lingka!"

"Someone has modified Lao Zhou's spiritual card!"

It is impossible for the strength of the spirit master and the level of the guardian spirit to increase so much overnight.

A brand new performance points to the only answer.

There is an expert behind Zhou Jianqing.

"Yeah, this guy knocked Shadow Wolf out of 30% of its free hunting mode yesterday, and I was muttering at the time."

A spirit master suddenly realized, "This guy has been injured before. He had a hard time maintaining the second stage of 'Shadow Wolf' in the past. How did he break through so suddenly?
"At the time, I thought he had taken some unknown strengthening potion. Now it seems he must have sought help from a card-making expert."

"There's no way 'Rose Shadow' has such a skilled card maker."

Some wondered, “Could it be Ms. Leiliana from the Rolling Stone Club?”

"No, not Leliana."

Someone immediately shook their head. "Ms. Leiliana specializes in strengthening attack arrays. This kind of modification that increases speed and the number of afterimages is not her style."

Everyone suddenly became excited.

Zhou Jianqing’s life or death, win or loss has nothing to do with them.

But the arrival of a new card-making expert in "Rose Shadow" has a bearing on everyone's wealth and even their lives.

As he was speaking, the situation on the stage suddenly changed.

Zhou Jianqing had been fighting with his opponent for three and a half minutes.

There were many wounds on his body caused by the fists of the "Rakshasa Disciple", his skin was torn and blood was gushing out.

The "Shadow Wolf" also looked a little dim and scattered due to excessive consumption of spiritual energy.

However, a discerning person could see that the shocking tears were mostly just superficial injuries.

Zhou Jianqing's eyes were clear, his breathing was steady, and he clearly still had some strength left.

The four clones of the guardian spirit maintained their maximum speed and rushed around the opponent at lightning speed.

On the other hand, the master of "Rakshasa Disciple" has been under a fierce attack.

But seven consecutive gambling fights consumed too much of his physical and mental energy.

After a long period of unsuccessful attacks, the master became impatient and frustrated, which seriously disrupted the tacit understanding between the master and the guardian spirit.

Beads of sweat the size of beans gushed out crazily from the burning red skin. The bulging muscles seemed to expand out of control, tearing the skin into bloody marks so deep that the bones could be seen. The rapidly twitching blue veins seemed to have their own consciousness, eager to break free from the constraints of flesh and blood, extending in all directions.

The master or puppet of "Rakshasa Disciple" is slowly but irreversibly sliding into the abyss of loss of control.

This guy himself realized that something was wrong.

He stopped in a corner of the ring, breathing heavily, trying to slow down the pace.

How could Zhou Jianqing, who is old and cunning, be allowed to succeed?
"I say, you're not going to die so soon, are you?"

Zhou Jianqing manipulated the Shadow Wolf to harass him repeatedly, a sly smile plastered across his face. He wasn't looking at his opponent, but rather at the Rakshasa Disciple behind him, winking, "Showing such weakness makes me wonder how you died. Did you die in a spectacular duel between masters, or were you stabbed to death by a pretty boy?"

This sentence touched a sore spot.

"Rakshasa Disciple" was like a spark falling into a barrel of explosives. It instantly exploded, expanded rapidly, and exploded with a loud bang, turning into a ball of light with bared fangs and claws.

An expression of panic and fear, as if something was wrong, first appeared on its owner's face.

After half a second of struggle, the control of the facial muscles completely fell into the hands of the out-of-control evil spirit, turning it into an extremely hideous ghost face.

"Fuck you!"

As the spiritual flame exploded, it was as if a brand new personality awakened from deep within his body. His eyes were as red as fire, and his temperament and even his face became completely different from a moment ago.

Deep in the throat, there was a ghostly howl, "I will blast you apart!"

The experienced spirit masters in the audience immediately sensed something was wrong.

"This is the way of speaking from the late Second Era!" "This guy has been attacked by a vicious spirit, and the residual soul has entered his brain, and he has gone astray!"

It's too late to stop it.

The "Rakshasa Disciple" transformed into a ball of light and completely submerged the master's flesh and blood, releasing the terrifying power hidden deep in the cells.

Accompanied by the sound of "crackling", the giant, who was originally nearly two meters tall, expanded abnormally, his bones continued to lengthen, his muscles proliferated infinitely, and his skin was completely torn apart, turning into a monster over two meters and five inches tall with his skin and flesh torn apart.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

The monster laughed strangely and threw a thunderous punch at Zhou Jianqing.

The "Shadow Wolf" screamed, and the four afterimages were torn apart by the fist, like smoke dissipating in the wind.

The "stinging jellyfish" at the four corners of the ring also instantly turned into a rapidly flashing bright red, ready to explode at any time, using shock waves to offset the raging flames of war on the ring.

The audience closest to the ring subconsciously summoned their guardian spirits.

Colorful phantoms appeared in front of him in time, forming the strongest psychic shield.

Under the double protection, their personal safety is guaranteed.

The old power that leaked out crazily from the monsters' bodies turned into transparent insect threads that could penetrate every pore, drilling into their brains and causing them to have uncontrollable impulses.

"Quack, that's awesome!"

"Even if I die this time, it's worth the price of admission!"

"Rakshasa disciples, we worship you!"

The audience crowded in the front were all slightly contaminated by the old times and were saying strange things that made no sense.

Zhou Jianqing's mind went blank, and his facial features were squeezed into a ball by the fist.

If this punch hits his face, it will be enough to make his brain fly into the sky.

Fortunately, everything was as Xu Yan had predicted.

Neither the master's relatively fragile flesh and blood body, nor the seal card that had undergone multiple modifications to barely restrain the evil spirit, could withstand the violent backlash of the "Rakshasa Disciple".

Without waiting for the destructive power of this punch to be fully released.

A series of sharp explosions like metal fatigue and tearing came from the muscular monster's body.

His bones and joints could not withstand the weight of the crazy muscle growth and extreme twisting of tendons, and they were dislocated, broken, and comminuted.

The muscle monster's movements came to an abrupt halt.

He froze for a moment, like a puppet with its strings cut.

Finally, he slowly fell down, lying on his back on the ring, leaving a bloody "big" character.

"Chi chi chi!"

The white bone spurs pierced the over-congested muscles, and hundreds of streams of blood shot out like sharp arrows.

He shrank like a deflated ball.

The ghost face that was furious just a moment ago turned into a skeleton covered in skin and bones.

Deep in the broken throat, the beast's roar turned into a dying whimper.

"I... will blast... you... apart..."

The bloodshot eyes solidified and life faded away.

The extremely evil spirit from the super martial civilization, along with the life of its master, was annihilated into nothingness.

This is the price of over-stimulating evil spirits.

This is also the fate of evil spirit masters.

After a thrilling contest, the final winners were Zhou Jianqing and the mysteriously transformed "Shadow Wolf".

The unexpected ending plunged "Shadow of the Rose" into silence for a full ten seconds.

This was followed by roof-high cheers and applause.

"Wow, if my battle card could be transformed by a mysterious master, it would be worth dying for!"

The audience in the front row, who have not yet escaped the pollution of the past, expressed their feelings.

(End of this chapter)