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Chapter 292 He actually fell asleep

The edge of the stands.

At the location of Kunwu Camp, nearly two hundred students and instructors from the four academies all looked towards the open space, their faces showing solemnity.

A battle at the "Disaster Hunt" level...

Even elite students like Cao Pang, Sun Chenglu, and Li Youqing, who once regarded Wang Xi as a rival, were now silently cheering him on.

Hopefully, he will win this challenge.

After all, Wang Xi was a Kunwu Camp student and represented the face of the Kunwu Camp.

We share both honor and disgrace.

"Big Brother Wang Xi! You will definitely win!"

Behind Madam Du, her granddaughter Linlin suddenly poked her head out and shouted loudly into the arena.

Not to be outdone, the older sister Xiao Xiao clenched her fists and declared, "Defeat that guy!"

The crowd gasped in disbelief, then burst into laughter.

Madam Du's expression changed slightly. She immediately gave each of the two children a light tap, scolding them, "No manners! Mr. Mark is, after all, an active 'Disaster Hunter.' He should know how to respect the strong!"

Xiao Xiao and Lin Lin cried out in pain, covered their heads, and stuck out their tongues in apology.

In the Red Heart Academy's queue, a silver-haired girl stood silently in a corner, her beautiful eyes fixed on the upright, black-haired youth in the center of the field.

"Brother Xi, you can do it..."

Chu Nai took a deep breath and clenched her hands tightly, looking slightly nervous.

next second.

The battle began without warning!

Suddenly, Wang Xi's right arm transformed into a translucent, glassy gold, bursting into flames, with fine dragon scale phantoms swirling within the light and flames.

He made no fancy moves, just flicked his finger.

laugh--

A golden sword beam, condensed to its fullest extent, tore through the air with a piercing shriek, instantly traversing a hundred meters and striking towards Mark's face.

This flick of the finger to the sword horrified the onlookers.

Its power was so great that even the "Taiyu" in the stands felt a stinging sensation in their eyes and a wave of heat hitting their faces.

Honestly, they would never dare to take the hit head-on; they would either die or be seriously injured.

Mark Van, however, remained completely still.

Without even lifting his eyelids, he lightly tapped the ground with his metal cane.

Duh!
Strange energy waves rippled outwards.

Centered on the point where the cane landed, a complex and exquisite alchemical array instantly took shape on the ground—the outer layer was a perfect circle, the inner layer was a square, and the core was an equilateral triangle.

The three interlocking rings give a sense of order.

The alchemical array covered a three-meter radius around him.

The sharp sword light, capable of piercing through walls of copper and iron, vanished without a trace the instant it entered the alchemy array, like a candle flame extinguished by the wind.

Wang Xi's eyes flashed.

In the instant the sword light vanished, his primordial spirit keenly detected the changes in the alchemical array beneath Mark's feet.

The core triangle area lit up for a brief moment.

'Even the sword's edge was instantly annihilated—no, to be more precise, it was broken down into pure energy by the alchemical array and absorbed by him...'

Mark remained with his cane in both hands, resembling an elegant gentleman.

A golden sword beam, identical to the one Wang Xi had just unleashed, materialized out of thin air and shot back at an even faster speed, accompanied by the same piercing whistle.

call out--

Wang Xi remained calm, tilting his head slightly. The sword's edge grazed his flowing sideburns, carrying a scorching shockwave that shot straight into the sky, exploding into a golden flame like fireworks in the distant clouds.

“Mr. Wang Xi,” Mark’s voice was indifferent. “This level of probing is pointless. Show me your true abilities and let me see what this newly promoted ‘Disaster Hunter’ is all about.”

Wang Xi remained silent in the face of Mark's veiled provocation.

In his field of vision, the corresponding entry slowly appeared above Mark's head—

"Disaster Hunter Alchemist Mark (Hostile/Transcendent 2-Star)"

Mark's rating is higher than Wang Xi's.

Being ranked 44th in the "List of Mountains and Seas" truly lives up to its reputation.

But Wang Xi remained completely unmoved.

His trump card has never been the surface-level rating. Those unique black cards that defy categorization and defy common sense are the source of his confidence to challenge those above his level.

"as you wish."

As Wang Xi spoke, to everyone's astonishment, he spread his arms. Intense darkness surged from beneath him, rapidly coalescing and taking shape. In an instant, a pitch-black throne exuding an ominous aura appeared.

He sat down leisurely, crossed his legs, rested his chin on one hand, and adopted a languid posture...

It even gives people a sense of arrogance.

Compared to the uproar of the crowd, the powerful figures in the stands looked at each other in bewilderment and remained silent for a moment.

Sitting down to fight?
This is no longer confidence, but contempt.

Mark Van's eyelids were lowered, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"What an arrogant kid!" On the other side of the stands, Mark's friend "Storm King" Leo grinned. "Haha! Mark must be in a bad mood right now, being so looked down upon."

"It must be some kind of special wild card that requires sitting on it to trigger."

"Secret Shield" Winster calmly analyzes the situation.

"Even so, it is still very disrespectful to people."

call--

The black mist, as if alive, spread and expanded instantly, forming a huge area covering a hundred meters, which swallowed Mark.

Within the area, vision was distorted, perception was greatly weakened, and only an intense, impenetrable darkness remained.

Mark, trapped in the black mist, attempts to use alchemy to break down the approaching fog. But he soon discovers the tricky part—the black mist is neither matter nor a known form of energy; it originates from a curse in a fairy tale world.

The alchemical array cannot dispel the curse.

What's more troublesome is that the curse contained in the black mist is all-pervasive. In just a few seconds, Mark felt a strong sense of dizziness, and his thinking became sluggish.

“Trouble,” Mark whispered.

Out of caution, he no longer attempted to withstand the attack. A flash of light appeared beneath his feet from the alchemical array, and his figure instantly left the black mist domain, reaching the more distant outside world.

"Since we can't break it down, let's crush it with absolute power..."

Mark slammed his metal cane down heavily on the ground again.

Duh——

Boom! !
The ground shook violently.

Centered on Mark, vast swathes of earth and rocks in the wilderness rose into the sky as if defying the laws of physics, as if being kneaded and shaped by an invisible giant hand.

In an instant, dozens of rock blocks several meters in diameter were decomposed and reconstructed in mid-air, transforming into solid metal spheres with astonishing density, triangular metal pyramids, and metal sheets with edges as sharp as knives.

"Go!" Mark waved his cane.

shhhhh--

The metallic frenzy tore through the air, carrying destructive kinetic energy, like a dense rain of meteors, pouring down towards the center of the black mist with terrifying force.

This wave of attacks was far more terrifying than missile bombing, as if it would completely turn that area upside down.

In the black mist, Wang Xi still rested his chin on his hand, leaning against the throne, his eyelids half-closed, as if he were asleep.

The magic power he had consumed was restored to its original state in a short time.

He made no move in the face of the metal storm unleashed by Mark, but the churning black mist boiled on its own.

Enormous sword beams formed from condensed black mist appeared out of thin air, rushing towards the metal horde like black lightning. At the same time, countless thick, spiked chains of black mist emerged, frantically striking and lashing at the metal constructs.

Clang clang clang clang clang!! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Deafening crashes, the cracking of metal, and the annihilation of energy echoed through the black mist.

Even from thousands of meters away, onlookers felt the ground tremble and couldn't help but hold their breath in suspense.

For a moment, the scene was extremely intense, with violent energy fluctuations, as if two giant beasts were grappling with each other in the fog.

The "Taiyu" and "Caesar Hunt" level powerhouses in the stands, such as Zhang Yinglong, Wei Zhengyang, Ye Qihong, and Fu Xinyi, showed strange expressions.

Their powerful senses penetrated the chaotic energy field, allowing them to "see" the situation at the center of the black fog—

The young man sitting on the throne had his eyes closed and was breathing evenly.

Uh, this doesn't make sense.

He was sitting down to play, and then he actually fell asleep?!

What puzzled them even more was that despite such an intense long-range battle, the magical energy around Wang Xi was still surging and powerful, indicating that the consumption was not as great as they had imagined.

"Is this guy asleep?"

"Secret Shield," Winston whispered in astonishment.

"Storm King" Leo chuckled and crossed his arms, saying, "Mark, show us your true skills. Your opponent is so bored he's dozing off."

"..."

Mark's face darkened.

He naturally noticed Wang Xi's condition as well.

But as an opponent, he was even more surprised than the onlookers. Because even in this "sleeping" state, the intensity of the black mist maintained by his opponent showed no signs of weakening.

On his side, the immense energy provided by the gold card "Philosopher's Stone" allows him to squander it without restraint.

If this stalemate continues, let alone fighting for three days and three nights, it would probably take ten days or half a month to determine a winner...

Because neither side is afraid of exhaustion!
“A boring stalemate.” Mark narrowed his eyes, and a multifaceted “ruby” at the top of his cane suddenly burst into a brilliant light.

—Golden Item Card "Philosopher's Stone"!
He drew twice as much energy from the "Philosopher's Stone," and an aura far more powerful and vast than before surged into the sky, even shattering the clouds above.

Boom! !

"what is that?!"

"I go!"

"The ground...the ground has cracked open!"

the crowd exclaimed.

Beneath Mark's feet, a massive alchemical array covering an area of ​​over a hundred meters instantly unfolded, its intricate and mysterious lines seemingly coming to life, twisting and undulating.

The ground covered by the alchemical array collapsed and disappeared silently, like a bloated biscuit. In the blink of an eye, a huge sinkhole with a diameter of 100 meters and a bottomless depth appeared in the desolate open space.

It was as if the earth had opened its giant jaws!
Mark remained firmly "standing" in his original spot, as if he were standing on an invisible glass floor, suspended above the sinkhole.

"Earth vein furnace..."

Mark brandished his cane and pointed forward.

Below Wang Xi's black mist domain, the earth let out a mournful cry of unbearable pressure, instantly cracking open with countless fissures.

Red-hot lava, reeking of sulfur, roared and gushed forth from the depths of the earth, shooting straight into the sky.

The raging subterranean fire engulfed the black mist domain!

boom!
Boom boom! !
The magma torrent collided violently with the cursed black mist, unleashing a deafening roar and sending up a cloud of white vapor that blotted out the sky.

The shockwave created a hurricane that swept across the entire battlefield.

The crowd gasped and backed away.

Deputy Director Wei Zhengyang on the stands narrowed his eyes and made a hand gesture.

The elites of the Xuanzhou Overlooking Bureau, who were constantly monitoring the battle, immediately activated the high-end equipment that had been set up in advance. Thirty-six blue barriers rose from the ground, forming a giant ring-shaped partition.

The shockwave slammed into the barrier, creating continuous ripples.

Fortunately, they withstood the aftershocks.

"Is this the destructive power of 'Disaster Hunt'...?"

"too frightening!"

Many people in the crowd swallowed hard, staring in awe at the scene.

hold head high--

At that moment, a high-pitched dragon roar pierced through the booming sound.

A hundred-meter-long phantom of a black dragon coiled around, forming a huge protective force field that firmly protected Wang Xi and the Black Mist Throne, isolating them from the scorching lava and the tremors of the earth's veins.

——"Panlong Dojo (Brand)"

At the same time, the coiled black dragon suddenly opened its mouth.

Bah! Bah! Bah!

Countless pale white sword beams rained down like a downpour, carrying a sharp aura capable of tearing everything apart, bursting forth from the dragon's mouth.

The Sword Prison of Awakening of Insects!

The rain of sword light covered the entire space around Mark, completely saturating it, leaving no way to escape.

Faced with this terrifying bombardment that could flatten a hill, Mark simply raised his cane and tapped it in mid-air.

hum-

Before the pale white sword light could even reach him, it was completely disintegrated by the alchemical array, reduced to pure energy particles, and then absorbed by Mark.

The formidable "Awakening of Insects Sword Prison" was effortlessly "swallowed" by the opponent...

Mark's lips curled slightly.

No matter how powerful the attack, as long as it still falls within the realm of matter and energy, and as long as it does not exceed the output limit of the "Philosopher's Stone," then it is invincible.

Although the opponent is exceptionally talented and has achieved the title of "Disaster Hunter" at such a young age, he is still too inexperienced.

No matter how many times this trick is used, he can always deflect it without taking any damage...

Just as he was secretly pleased with himself.

On the throne of black mist, Wang Xi, who had been "sleeping" with his eyes closed, had quietly opened his eyes at some point.

His left hand was holding a vintage, black revolver, the muzzle silently pointed at Mark.

—"Chekhov's Shot"!
The "Dragon Dance" that triggered the "Awakening of Insects Sword Prison" was just a decoy; this was Wang Xi's true, hidden killing move.

To break Mark's alchemical deconstruction field, one must rely on the "Chekhov's Spear" for its "guaranteed hit" characteristic that ignores space and defense.

Only a sound system can overcome numerical values.

There was no buildup of power, no warning signs.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
The six muffled gunshots rang out almost in one continuous sound.

Six golden rays, powerful enough to burn the retina, ignored the barriers of space and the destructive force field of the alchemical array, and struck Mark's body directly!
"?!"

Mark's composure was finally replaced by astonishment.

He didn't detect any warning signs of energy fluctuations at all; this shot... was truly unavoidable!
puff!puff!puff!
Three dragon breath bullets pierced his shoulders and abdomen.

puff!puff!puff!
The other three hit his forehead, throat, and heart.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Six blinding golden beams of light exploded simultaneously.

The terrifying shockwave from the explosion melted the rocks at the edge of the sinkhole, and Mark's figure instantly vaporized and disappeared.

"..."

The whole place was dead silent!

Countless spectators gaped, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

Mark Van, who was just in control of everything, is... gone?
Killed in seconds?!

(End of this chapter)