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“Wei Chen, have you had enough of the spotlight? What about our cooperative battle?”
Ginger Guest struggled to fend off Wei Chen's attacks while sending a wry message.
Wei Chen replied, “Ginger Guest, stop fooling yourself. Who would believe in a cooperative battle?”
“If I had unleashed my powerful martial skills from the start, would you have had the chance to suppress me with your swordsmanship?”
“Ha! If I had hit you with a Mental Attack right away, completely obliterating your mind domain, would you even have been able to use your martial skills? My Mental Attack is certainly not slower than your martial skills. Besides, can you break through my Red Demon Armor?” Wei Chen chuckled.
Ginger Guest responded, “My Armor, powered by Soul Power, cannot be broken either.”
Wei Chen had already struck Ginger Guest's Armor numerous times to no avail; the low-level Soul Power was indeed insufficient to pierce through the formidable Armor. Even though the sword in Wei Chen's hand was of decent quality, its effectiveness was greatly diminished when activated with Soul Power.
A smile curled at the corner of Wei Chen's mouth as he transmitted, “Do you really think your Armor can withstand my sword?”
He continued, “Do you understand the saying about water wearing through stone?”
At those words, Ginger Guest paused for a moment. In the next instant, Wei Chen’s sword traced an unusual path and swiftly struck toward his heart.
However, with the presence of the Armor, Ginger Guest felt no fear.
Yet, in an instant, his expression changed dramatically.
Wei Chen’s sword shattered through his defenses and pierced his Armor!
The sword plunged into Ginger Guest’s chest, driving in an inch and piercing through his ribs!
Witnessing this scene, the onlookers were left dumbfounded, including those from the Three Great Clans.
“What’s going on? Wasn’t it supposed to be unbreakable?”
"Miracle! Such low-level Soul Power, even we can sense it. There's no way it could break through Ginger Guest's defenses. How is this possible?"
"When did Soul Power become so formidable? It can actually penetrate the Thirty-Three Levels Armor?"
"Could it be due to the precious sword in the hands of the Dark Demon Clan Young Master?"
"Definitely not. If it could break through, it would have done so long ago. Why wait until now?"
"It's unimaginable how the Black Magic Clan achieved this. He's simply using Soul Power, and we can all sense it. That is definitely not the magic power from the Demon Realm."
"Even if it were magic power, with that level of strength, how could he possibly break through the Armor? It's impossible."
"Exactly. The Ginger Guest Young Master can't break Wei Chen's Red Demon Armor, and Wei Chen, Young Master, also can't break through Ginger Guest Young Master's Armor."
The crowd debated, their hearts shaken. The fact was clear: Ginger Guest's Armor had been pierced, blood flowing profusely from the breach.
The Dark Mage and Muen could not comprehend how Wei Chen managed to break through Ginger Guest's Armor.
"A miracle... it can only be a miracle. Wei Chen's methods, that child's abilities, even I cannot fathom," said a member of the Black Demon Clan.
"Isn't that right? Who would have thought? The Demon Emperor and Young Mistress are so formidable. We should be happy about this instead of frowning," Muen said with a grin.
The Dark Mage shook his head and sighed, "I actually wish he were a bit weaker. It would be better for him to develop steadily within the Demon Realm. Maintaining the status quo with the Black Magic Clan, Dragon Clan, and Dark Demon Clan would also be fine. But looking at things now, that's almost impossible. That child's temperament is unpredictable; who knows what he will do next?"
"The Dragon Clan has lost face significantly; they will definitely retaliate. Although that child is under our protection and safe for now, we can't guarantee that his spirit won't be affected, leading him to seek revenge and incite a battle throughout the entire Demon Realm," the Dark Mage said worriedly. Seeing his only grandson so powerful truly made him unable to feel joy; any happiness was overshadowed by concern.
The Dark Mage had always possessed an accurate sense of prediction. He felt that with Wei Chen's sword piercing Ginger Guest's Armor, the Demon Realm was about to change.
"Muen, once we return, we need to find an opportunity to advise him properly. The current Black Magic Clan cannot withstand large-scale battles. Even if they win, they cannot occupy the entire territory of the Dragon Clan or annihilate them. Such a war would be meaningless—wasting resources and causing suffering without any gain. After the Beast Tide impact, we finally managed to develop; we must not let any chaos arise again or we'll return to square one."
Upon hearing this, Muen pondered for a moment and recognized the seriousness of the issue, nodding in agreement.
In the Dark Demon Clan, Ji Min was delighted, while Ji Dingxuan and Ji Yuanxuan were filled with astonishment.
"Can Soul Power really pierce through the Thirty-Three Levels Armor?" Ji Dingxuan asked in disbelief.
Ji Yuanxuan shook his head and sighed, "Big Brother, this situation has never occurred before. That kid's methods are no joke."
Hearing their conversation, Ji Min turned around with a smile and interjected, "Actually, I know the reason. It's quite simple; it's like water dripping through stone—everyone understands that, right? Every strike Wei Chen landed on Ginger Guest was aimed at the same spot. If one strike didn't work, he would try two; if two didn't work, then three. If three still didn't do the trick, what about thirty or three hundred? Gradually wearing down that spot on Ginger Guest's Armor weakened its defense until he finally delivered the ultimate strike, and everything was settled."
Upon hearing Ji Min's analysis, Ji Dingxuan and Ji Yuanxuan were momentarily stunned before their eyes lit up. Could it really be done this way?
It might sound simple, but executing it was no small feat. In a high-mobility battle within the Arena, to hit the same spot with every strike required extraordinary swordsmanship.
Yet Wei Chen possessed that kind of formidable swordsmanship, a fact that even the two leaders of the Dark Demon Clan had to acknowledge.
Ji Dingxuan and Ji Yuanxuan exchanged wry smiles. With such a talented swordsman combined with a powerful Mental Attack, the future of the demon realm still belonged to the Black Magic Clan... they remained the strongest.
"It seems our Dark Demon Clan is destined to always be in third place," Ji Yuanxuan said with a bitter smile.
Ji Dingxuan shook his head. "Not necessarily. Perhaps this is our best opportunity. While we may not compete with the Black Magic Clan, we can challenge the Dragon Clan."
"Are you serious?" Ji Yuanxuan's expression changed slightly.
"Just wait and see; it won't be long before the demon realm is no longer what it is now. Enjoy this period of peace while you can; large-scale war is not far off."
...
Meanwhile, on the Dragon Clan side, everyone was in disbelief as they witnessed Ginger Guest's Armor being pierced by Wei Chen. They could hardly believe that low-level Soul Power could penetrate Thirty-Three Levels Armor!
"Demon Emperor, can you analyze what just happened?"
"Demon Emperor, could it be that the sword in Wei Chen's hand is a divine weapon surpassing Thirty-Six Levels?"
“Ginger Guest has lost, and we have won quite a bit of money…”
Hearing the voice of his subordinate, Greeting, Jiang Lingjian said with a hint of anger, “Everyone, be quiet! Victory and defeat are common in battle; what is there to fear? We do not fear failure; what we fear is the lack of courage to continue challenging! That Wei Chen is indeed formidable. Every strike he made hit the right spot, accumulating and compounding to create such an effect. Ginger Guest’s defeat is not unjust; it’s just that he didn’t even test how powerful that guy’s Mental Attack was before losing so thoroughly. Ginger Guest cannot escape responsibility! His position as Young Mistress will be revoked immediately!”
Upon hearing this, the members of the Dragon Clan fell silent.
…
On the Arena.
Ginger Guest looked down at the red sword embedded in his Armor, unable to believe it. “How is this possible? How can this be?”
“There’s nothing impossible about it; you have lost,” Wei Chen replied calmly.
Lost.
Lost without any doubt, lost utterly.
Ginger Guest had known he would lose from the moment he was suppressed by Wei Chen’s sword techniques. He realized that in this duel, he had no chance of winning whatsoever.
He just couldn’t understand why his perfectly fine Armor was pierced by Wei Chen’s sword. After all, it was the Thirty-Three Levels Armor! With a look of disbelief on his face, he wondered if low-level Soul Power could really turn decay into magic and pierce through the Thirty-Three Levels Armor.
“Wei Chen, I have no complaints about your swordsmanship. You were able to suppress me entirely due to your strength; I fully acknowledge that. The Red Demon Armor you wear is stronger than what is said in legends, and I accept that too. But I just can’t comprehend how your sword could pierce my Armor!”
Then, Ginger Guest switched to mental communication and pleaded with Wei Chen, “Wei Chen, give me clarity, give me a swift end. I cannot stay in the Dragon Clan. I know I will face severe punishment; it would be better to die than to face that fate. Before I die, I have one request: I want to see your Mental Attack. If I must die, let it be in your Mental Attack, and I will have no regrets.”
Hearing Ginger Guest’s words, Wei Chen felt somewhat depressed. He had no intention of killing Ginger Guest in the Arena. At the beginning of their duel, relying on the teachings of Donghua regarding the Seven Killing Sword, and with help from Red Boy supporting the Red Demon Armor, he knew victory was assured. As the battle progressed, he thought about whether he could break through one point with a powerful attack and indeed managed to overwhelm Ginger Guest, ultimately breaking through his defenses.
He was already satisfied; finding such a good trial opponent was rare.
But now it seemed that not killing him would be impossible. With Ginger Guest seeking death so earnestly, killing him would only provide relief. Otherwise, one could imagine what kind of treatment awaited him in the Dragon Clan. It would be worse than death itself. Dying in the Arena, at least he would die as a Dragon Clan Young Master, fighting valiantly.
A look of pity crossed Wei Chen’s face as he communicated mentally, “Piercing through an Armor is actually quite simple yet also very difficult. As long as you maintain enough focus and keep attacking one point relentlessly, no matter what grade of armor it is, it will eventually break.”
It sounded simple, but Ginger Guest knew all too well how difficult it truly was. What kind of extraordinary swordsmanship was required?
"I rarely submit to anyone, and you are the first. Cultivating Three Souls and Seven Spirits is not as bad as the public thinks. Laying a solid foundation will give you a significant advantage when it comes to cultivating magical power. Wei Chen, just give me a quick end; I want to die under your Mental Attack."
Ginger Guest stared at Wei Chen, his body suddenly lunging forward, actively allowing Wei Chen's sword to pierce his own flesh.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ginger Guest spat out blood, yet his gaze remained fixed on Wei Chen.
It seemed he wanted to experience your Mental Attack Technique in this final moment!
Please!
Wei Chen squinted, gritting his teeth slightly before yanking out the sword and turning to leave the Arena, his expression dazed and desolate.
He didn’t understand whether what he did was right or wrong. Should he grant the request of a dying person?
But in the end, he chose to walk away. Mental Attack was his greatest weapon for standing firm in the Demon Realm; was it worth using it on someone who was already destined to die? There were many individuals with considerable Mental Strength in the Arena; if they saw through him, how would he survive in the future?
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