Chapter 708: Long Fu vs Mi Fang – Long Fu Has Saint Level Potential?!
Ice Sculpture Capital.
The dueling arena was packed full, with even the corridors filled with standing spectators.
The capital’s residents’ enthusiasm for watching duels was naturally the highest in the nation.
Both sides entered the arena, immediately causing the audience to cheer.
The skies resonated with cheers as the fully armed Mi Fang, clad like a heavy armored knight, cautiously stared at the dragonman youngster, who had stopped walking.
Long Fu was carrying the Gold Flower Hacksaw, a metal glove (the Striking Shifter), his red dragon scales were left exposed, and the amount of transcendent equipment was not even a third of Mi Fang’s.
The two struck a pose, giving rise to heated debate.
“Is that Mi Fang? The layers of transcendent light around him are really blinding.”
“That’s a bit excessive, Mi Fang has at least three kinds of gold level armor, he obviously has the advantage in that aspect.”
“Lord Mi Fang…I have never seen Lord Mi Fang so heavily armed.”
The people were universally shocked by Mi Fang’s excessive equipment, especially the female audience. These people were the faithful and long-time fans who watched Mi Fang’s duels.
“Let the duel officially begin!” The dueling arena master personally presided over this duel.
Gold level duels were rare, so normally, the dueling arena master appeared personally for them.
The crowd’s passionate debating rapidly quieted, and everyone concentrated their attention, awaiting what kind of marvelous duel would play out between the two gold levels.
However, surprising the audience, the perceived strong one, Mi Fang, did not attack first, instead he suddenly retreated back.
He flew backwards while pouring all kinds of potions into his mouth.
Mi Fang’s armored faceplate could open up, not hindering his consumption of medicine.
Glug, glug…
His laryngeal prominence constantly rolled as he drank at least ten different potions down in a short span.
Rays of colorful light gradually shined inside and out of his body as all kinds of effects strengthened him.
“Look! That is one of Lord Mi Fang’s trump cards, being able to take many kinds of potions in a short span. The reason why he can do this is thanks to the special medicine he developed, the [Dregs Evaporation Compound].”
“Indeed, normally Lord Mi Fang uses this in the later parts of a duel, but in this one, he actually used it at the very beginning?”
“Nothing can be done about it, are the mount potion’s benefits that massive? Mi Fang must be under immense pressure from the Jin Xiang Clan; therefore, he is making an all-out effort from the start!”
“I hope Long Fu can withstand it, Mi Fang at full power is quite formidable.”
The audience were outsiders, and they were making guesses in real time, a bit worried for the dragonman youngster.
When the dragonman youngster saw Mi Fang retreating, he didn’t chase after him, instead he took out magic scrolls.
As Mi Fang was drinking potions, he tore open the magic scrolls.
As Long Fu, an expert battle qi cultivator, he only had some racial magics. Therefore, the dragonman youngster couldn’t use magic publicly and had to use magic scrolls as a substitute.
Like Mi Fang, the dragonman youngster’s body was quickly empowered by many enchantment spells.
Both sides actually made the same choice.
The difference was that Mi Fang was using potions while the dragonman youngster was using magic scrolls.
The differences between both quickly appeared.
When Mi Fang drank his 12th potion, he belched with satisfaction, then began to imbue his battle qi into all of his defensive items.
At this time, the dragonman youngster was still tearing scrolls.
The many enchantments empowered the dragonman youngster’s body. The myriad effects and multicolored radiance enveloped him to the point where his face was blurry.
Mi Fang was stunned.
The entire dueling arena rumbled.
“Long Fu is actually able to augment himself with so much magic?”
“Heavens, his bloodline definitely isn’t ordinary.”
“Far from unordinary? This amount of magical enhancements proves he absolutely has a saint level disposition.”
“I didn’t expect he’d unexpectedly be a saint level seed!?”
“It’s no wonder after Bing Yang’s Frost Aura, he could quickly become a gold level. So, the gold level isn’t his limit, it is just a part of his cultivation journey.”
For a moment, countless scorching eyes were cast at the dragonman youngster.
In the audience, the disguised Cong Mang sneered in his mind, “Gasping at the tip of the iceberg?”
He had personally witnessed the fishman youngster’s empowered state and knew the fishman youngster’s aptitude exceeded the saint level, in the future he might become a legend level!
Although Cong Mang wasn’t like Hun Tong, who had seen the fishman use divine and magic spells to enhance himself with his own eyes, the fishman youngster had beaten him up with his own hands, giving him a deeper perception of his state than Hun Tong.
When the whole audience exploded in shock, the dragonman youngster sensed he was done.
He looked serene and his mood was very stable.
He decided to expose his aptitude in front of everyone to prepare for all kinds of operations in the future.
When Mi Fang saw the towering dragonman youngster in the distance, he didn’t attack as he felt his limbs go stiff.
He had participated in many duels, but never one like this. They hadn’t even crossed blows, yet he felt complete pressure on him.
Mi Fang’s brain was a constant churn, “A saint level bloodline? Long Fu must have that kind of aptitude?”
“His arms merchant backer is willing to send out a saint level seed?”
Under normal circumstances, if an organization found a saint level seed, they would protect them by every possible means and cultivate them secretly with all they had.
Someone like the dragonman youngster running all over the place was really rare.
“Perhaps, Long Fu is unaware of his talent, and just discovered it recently? After all, bloodline testing is always unreliable.”
“The scariest situation is if they know.”
If it was the latter situation, then the arms merchant behind the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps must have made ample preparations before sending Long Fu out.
Mi Fang quickly thought of Zong Ge’s frightful 3 v 1 accomplishment.
To this day, the duelists had no idea how Zong Ge had accomplished this.
Mi Fang’s forehead began to sweat, “Perhaps we underestimated Long Fu, underestimated the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps!”
“Since he is a saint level seed, then he must have ample trump cards that can save his life.”
“As for how he did that 3 v 1, perhaps that’s just a part of his trump cards.”
“Outside of attacks, he might also have defensive and recovery trump cards, and these trump cards are often greater than the offensive trump cards.”
“Right, there is also teleportation.”
“Saint level teleportation scrolls can achieve blinking.”
“Unlike other capitals, the Ice Sculpture Capital does not prohibit spatial teleportation.”
“Therefore, this guy Long Fu is secure in the knowledge that he has backing!”
Mi Fang was an astute man, and that shrewd head of his allowed him to climb from the bottom to his current position, he could think of many things.
And the more he thought, the greater the pressure on his mind.
Seeing Mi Fang entrenching in place and showing no signs of attacking, the dragonman youngster’s eyes quickly and sharply flashed.
“Psychological tactics are coming into effect.”
“As expected, deceptive methods can not only be used in war, but also in individual duels.”
“Hehehe, I have already seized an opportunity to win this battle!”
Realizing this, the dragonman youngster grew more confident.
Battle skill – Surge.
He activated his battle qi, and explosions under his soles thrusted him forth. He became a red artillery shell that shot at the distant Mi Fang.
“Come!” Mi Fang’s heart tightened, waiting at the ready.
Ding!
Ting, ting, ting…
The two crashed into each other, and soon after, they used their respective weapons in an intense clash.
The dragonman youngster manipulated the Striking Shifter, constantly turning it into all sorts of weapons that matched the different battle skills he used in a constant barrage of attacks.
Mi Fang held two shields, one large and one small, forming a solid defensive line that blocked the dragonman youngster’s assault.
The spectator universally had a weird expression on them.
“I didn’t expect the aggressor to be Long Fu and not Mi Fang.”
“Long Fu is very strong, how many weapon types can he use?”
“Lord Mi Fang’s battle intelligence gathering is remarkable, he didn’t underestimate Long Fu and prepared many defensive items, how useful!”
The capital’s residents had abundant spectating experience.
As the dragonman youngster and Mi Fang fought, most people could see that Long Fu was gradually losing the initiative.
Don’t be fooled by Mi Fang’s defensive posture, by using his shields, armor, and all kinds of alchemy items, he maintained his defense and grew increasingly calm.
Under these circumstances, when he began to officially counterattack, he might overturn the battle and start winning.
“Mi Fang’s attacks are steady, not bad.” Knowing the implications were profound, the Jing Xiang Clan Leader was personally watching.
At first, he thought that Mi Fang coming fully armed was making a big fuss over a minor issue, but afterwards, he watched with growing satisfaction.
He felt he figured out Mi Fang’s strategy, “This is a defensive and counterattack tactic.”
“First, he will let Long Fu go on the offensive to deplete his battle q and see through his offensive skills.”
“Then, when he finds a suitable opportunity, when he counterattacks, he will control the situation and keep Long Fu pressured until it ends in his loss!”
He wrongly judged Mi Fang.
From beginning to end, Mi Fang hadn’t thought about counterattacking, the many tactics he thought of only had one goal, to keep himself alive!
Only now…
“Did I misperceive it?”
“After fighting against Long Fu, and feeling the offensive pressure of Striking Shifter, it isn’t as big as I envisioned.”
Mi Fang’s ambition grew a bit.
His sense were not wrong.
Before, Zong Ge had used two weapons with the Striking Shifters, and after creating an opportunity in battle, attacked with all his strength and displayed the graceful bearing of a Great Weapons Master.
The dragoman youngster was not a weapon master.
Were it not for the divine blessings giving him many experiences and memories in weapon usage, he wouldn’t be able to pretend to be one.
Even so, he was no Great Weapons Master, and despite using his full strength, he was unable to match Zong Ge in that.
Mi Fang had been present and witnessed Zong Ge behead Bing Yang. For the purpose of this duel, he had watched every battle recording of Long Fu at least a hundred times!
“Perhaps I should counterattack?” Mi Fang licked his dry lips.