Chapter 77 Illusion
Luo Qing lowered her head and thought, "Who should I arrange to play in the next match?"
She frowned, her gaze sweeping over her teammates. She knew each teammate's strengths and specialties, but now, facing an opponent of unfathomable power, the choice became especially crucial.
"Mo Ming, Qi Ru, you two will come up with me later." As soon as Luo Qing finished speaking, Mo Ming and Qi Ru nodded in unison, their eyes shining with determination.
They knew it would be a tough battle, but they believed in their own strength and, even more so, in Luo Qing's leadership.
The three quickly huddled together, discussing tactics in hushed tones. Luo Qing frowned, analyzing the opponent's weaknesses, while Mo Ming and Qi Ru listened attentively, nodding in agreement from time to time.
Sure enough, when the competition bell rang, the mysterious man entered the arena with a man and a woman. He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with a sharp light, like two razor-sharp blades.
He walked step by step toward the ring, each step steady and powerful, as if the entire ring trembled with his steps.
His gaze swept over Luo Qing, Mo Ming, and Qi Ru, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips. That smile was laced with disdain and provocation, as if, in their eyes, these three opponents were nothing more than insignificant ants.
Luo Qing clenched her fists, a strong fighting spirit surging within her.
She knew this battle would be a head-on clash, but she would never back down. She took a deep breath, adjusted her mindset, and prepared to meet the challenge.
The bell had barely rung when the man pulled out a staff.
The staff was inlaid with dazzling gems, emitting a faint glow. With a gentle wave, a powerful magical aura instantly filled the air.
Luo Qing's eyes narrowed; she felt an intense pressure bearing down on her. She quickly adjusted her breathing, focused her mind, and prepared to deal with this sudden magical attack.
However, the man did not launch an attack immediately. Instead, a smug smile appeared on his lips, as if he was enjoying the tension and fear of Luo Qing and the others.
Suddenly, he swung his staff, and a dazzling light shot out from the tip of the staff, heading straight for Luo Qing.
A beam of light ripped across the sky like a falling meteor, carrying an aura of destruction as it hurtled towards Luo Qing. Her figure appeared exceptionally small in the light, but she did not back down; her eyes gleamed with unwavering determination.
Luo Qing moved like the wind across the arena, attempting to dodge the deadly light. Her figure left afterimages in the air, dazzling the onlookers.
However, the light seemed to possess a spirit, locking onto Luo Qing tightly, and no matter how she tried to dodge, she could not completely escape it.
Just then, Mo Ming and Qi Ru joined the battle.
They rushed at the man from both sides, trying to distract him.
But the man just smiled contemptuously, and with a light wave of his staff, two more beams of light shot out, heading towards Mo Ming and Qi Ru respectively.
Luo Qing took a deep breath and shouted, "That's enough!" Her voice echoed on the arena, carrying an undeniable firmness.
Almost simultaneously, Mo Ming and Qi Ru moved with lightning speed, rushing towards a man and a woman in the opposing team.
Their movements were swift and precise, as if they had practiced countless times.
Just as the light was about to strike them, the two men suddenly stretched out their arms, grabbed their opponents' collars tightly, and pulled them sharply towards themselves.
"Bang!" The light slammed into the two opponents, creating a deafening roar.
The two men had no time to react before they were sent flying by the sudden attack, crashing heavily onto the edge of the ring.
At this crucial moment, Luo Qing decisively raised the Silver Dragon Spear in her hand. Her eyes were firm and calm, as if they could pierce through the dazzling light and see the enemy's weakness.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and Luo Qing pulled the trigger. A bullet shot out like an arrow, hurtling towards the light.
A sharp whistling sound came from the air as the bullet and the light collided in mid-air, bursting into dazzling sparks before dissipating in place.
Mo Ming and Qi Ru seized the opportunity to act, their movements flowing smoothly and seamlessly.
Mo Ming delivered a powerful punch, sending his opponent flying. Immediately after, Qi Ru executed a beautiful spinning kick, sending another opponent staggering backward. The two coordinated perfectly, instantly gaining the upper hand.
Immediately afterwards, each of them grabbed an opponent's arm and swung them around forcefully, sending the two men flying like kites with broken strings towards the edge of the ring.
In the air, their figures traced a long arc before crashing heavily outside the ring.
The entire action was fluid and swift; the audience didn't even have time to react before they saw the two men being thrown off the ring.
For a moment, only the mysterious man remained on the other side.
At this moment, the man suddenly became very strange.
He gripped his staff tightly, his brow furrowed, as if searching for something. His gaze swept across the arena, but never landed on Luo Qing, Mo Ming, and Qi Ru.
He muttered incantations, and the gems on his staff began to gleam brilliantly.
Suddenly, he swung his staff, and a powerful magical attack shot out. But unexpectedly, the attack did not fly towards Luo Qing and the others, but instead slammed into the empty space next to the arena.
In an instant, the entire arena was enveloped in intense magical light. The audience gasped in surprise and retreated hastily, fearing they would be caught in the blast.
The man seemed to have gone into a frenzy; he waved his staff, muttered incantations, and kept attacking the air around him.
Each attack contained powerful magical energy, blasting up smoke and dust around the edge of the arena.
The audience was also confused by this sudden change and started discussing it among themselves.
Luo Qing and his two companions stood in a corner of the arena, watching the man frantically swing his staff, attacking the empty space. A smug smile appeared on their faces, as if they were watching a spectacular performance.
Qi Ru couldn't help but exclaim, "Luo Qing, your illusion magic is amazing! Look at him, he's completely fooled by us."
Luo Qing smiled slightly, a hint of slyness in her eyes. She nodded gently and said, "This is a 'feast' I specially prepared for him. Now, let him enjoy it."
As she spoke, she subtly adjusted the intensity of the illusion, making the man even more deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.
Seeing Tian Ke's face growing increasingly dark below the stage, Luo Qing triumphantly raised the Silver Dragon Spear in his hand, and a bullet sent him off the stage.
Luo Qing stood on the arena, her gaze sharp and fixed on Tian Ke below. The silver dragon spear in her hand gleamed coldly, seemingly ready to fire a deadly bullet at any moment.
Tian Ke's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and her eyes were filled with anger and resentment.
She thought that with the power of that mysterious man, she could easily defeat Luo Qing and the others, but she did not expect to fall into the other party's illusion and be defeated so easily.
Just as Tian Ke was filled with anger, Luo Qing suddenly raised the Silver Dragon Spear in her hand. Her movements were decisive and swift, as if she had already calculated everything.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, shaking the entire arena. A bullet shot out like lightning, heading straight for the man.
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