The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 200 - 134: The Hidden Fourth Rookie King Candidate (6000 words)_2

"Huh?" Ye Hanjun raised his eyebrows slightly, expressing slight surprise.

This is "Wind Blade", an elemental skill with around 40-60 marks, relatively weak in power, but faster in speed, which can be used to strike at medium and long distances.

Until yesterday, the Ghost-Faced Moth wasn’t familiar with this skill.

Did it hide this ability after advancing to perfection in clay body transformation, or did it gain a small surprise during the resting time overnight?

Ye Hanjun did not know, but the audience was greatly inspired.

"That’s Wind Blade! The Ghost-Faced Moth has mastered a new long-range attack spell!"

"Ha-ha! I was worried that losing the Scare Powder and only relying on skills like Wild Wind and Wing Attack would make it difficult for Li Jingming to hurt Ying Yang. I didn’t expect he would have a new offensive means!"

Some laughed heartily, others beat drums and shouted, it seemed that Li Jingming getting stronger was a great thing that brought them immense joy.

"You’re an ugly moth hanging in the sky. If you really have guts, come to the ground and face me!"

Ying Yang, with his quick response, rolled to dodge, with only his sleeve cut open by the Wind Blade and a blood streak left on his arm; the injury was not serious.

He brushed away the dust, sneered, raised his head to look at the Ghost-Faced Moth that was flying around. His mouth never stopped, changing styles to launch taunts.

— His skill, the "Yin and Yang Strangeness" of poisonous tongue, was of course not just targeted at humans.

As long as it’s a wise creature, as long as it can understand some human language.

It’s possible that it will abandon its original attack rhythm and battle strategy due to the power embedded in Ying Yang’s words.

Instead, it might become blindly impulsive, and use the wrong skills.

Even it might not use any skill at all and go right towards Ying Yang.

By then, it would be entirely up to manipulation and playing around.

"Shhh!"

The Ghost-Faced Moth was flying high and low, circling in the sky in a strange way.

It seemed not to have been affected by the voice, and calmly observed the situation on the ground while waiting for the cooldown of Wind Blade.

"What’s going on? Isn’t the Ghost-Faced Moth supposed to understand some human language? It seems not to have been stressed by the language?"

A student in the audience raised a question, and a few mentors smacked their tongues, explaining in time:

"This is Li Jingming’s strategy."

"The auditory organ of the Ghost-Faced Moth is located in the abdomen, mainly identifying sound sources through a series of vibrations."

"During high-speed flights, the flapping of its wings necessarily brings strong airflows, which can attenuate sound and correspondingly dampen the effect of the provocation, so that it wouldn’t be enraged by just a few words."

"There’s such a way?" A rookie trainee was taken aback.

The mentor shook his head and continued:

"This is just a makeshift. To maintain a high wing flapping frequency, the Ghost-Faced Moth needs to consume several times its physical strength."

"But seeing Ying Yang’s previous war of words, he hasn’t shown any difficulty. His ’Taunt’ that drains body fluid and mental power should last longer."

"That’s outrageous! How can you win against a continuous blabbermouth?"

Everyone sighed, and the pessimistic mood became heavier.

"Whoosh——"

The second Wind Blade was shot out, still aiming at Ying Yang.

Ying Yang, who was mocking just now, was forced to shut up and roll again.

But this time, a cut was made on his thigh, and the blood that flowed out seemed to be more than the first time.

"Mushroom! Surround it!"

"Quack quack quack!"

The Mushroom Bullfrog squatting at his feet responded to its master’s anger.

It took a deep breath, and its mouth puffed up.

When it blew out forcefully, a mini vortex spun over its head, with colorful spores blending into the wind, forming a cloud of poisonous mist that covered the sky above.

"Whoo——whoo——"

The Ghost-Faced Moth used "Wild Wind", making a whole row of trees shake their leaves, which rustled as they fell.

After more than ten seconds of standoff, the poison cloud eventually failed to spread to the Ghost-Faced Moth and was exhaled from both sides of it.

"Don’t waste time with it. Let’s go to the jungle to catch that stinky kid!"

Ying Yang, with a dismissive glance, rushed into the depths of the forest with the Mushroom Bullfrog.

As soon as he turned around, the Ghost-Faced Moth dived to chase, the Mushroom Bullfrog suddenly bounced, making a surprise attack.

It jumped up more than ten meters high, its colorful tongue shot out like electricity; the Ghost-Faced Moth hurried to dodge, but was still grazed on the edge of the wing, losing a small chunk.

"Hey, little poor thing! Be careful!"

Ying Yang sneered, leaping into the forest.

The Mushroom Bullfrog quacked a couple of times and bounced following behind, its figure inseparable from its master’s, guarding his safety.

"The battle is so tense..."

"The Ghost-Faced Moth has an advantage in flight, but doesn’t have a good way to deal with Ying Yang."

"The longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for Li Jingming. Is there really a chance for a turnaround?"

The discussion never stopped.

Ye Hanjun’s eyes could no longer penetrate through the dense forest to see the deeper battle.

But the field was planted with a large number of "Viewing Flowers", this kind of Demon’s Fond Spirit had genders, and once they paired up, they would become a couple for life.

Within a distance of three to five li, the male Viewing Flower could synchronize with the scenes seen by the female Viewing Flower and display the images as projections.

After a few glances, Ye Hanjun saw Ying Yang, who had entered the forest, through a Viewing Flower.

He was holding a small dagger, seeming to stride confidently but with ultimate caution.

He would stop from time to time, using the dagger to break open observed insect’s web traps, preventing himself from falling into a passive situation.

"Whoosh——"

A large Energy Bug Net fell from the sky, Ying Yang could no longer avoid it.