Challenging Above His Level

The Wind Fire Brothers looked at Fan Lang with contempt on their faces.

The gray-clad man on the left was the elder brother. He grinned and said, "I never thought there'd really be someone in this world looking to die. A mere Mystic General actually dares challenge two Mystic Spirits."

"There's a road to heaven, yet he refuses to take it. There's no door to hell, yet he barges right in." The red-clad man echoed his brother.

"For someone looking to die, we might as well send him on his way."

"Good idea. We can break that bullshit undefeated record while we're at it. In the Underground Arena, no one stays undefeated forever, much less a rookie who just arrived today."

"Exactly."

Genuine killing intent appeared on both brothers' faces. They had been in the Underground Arena for quite some time, with countless lives taken beneath their hands. Their methods were exceptionally vicious.

Fan Lang wasn't deaf, and every word reached his ears. In response, he raised his middle finger at the Wind Fire Brothers.

The Wind Fire Brothers did not understand the meaning of the gesture, and neither did the surrounding spectators. Still, anyone could guess that it was definitely provocative.

"Courting death." The gray-clad youth narrowed his eyes. His eyes faintly lit up, emitting a strange glow.

For Mystic Warriors, every major realm brought new abilities. Upon reaching the Mystic Spirit realm, they unlocked an ability called the Spirit Eye.

The Spirit Eye could be understood as a sixth sense, or perhaps the mind's eye. Once activated, it could detect every subtle movement in the surroundings and even see things invisible to the naked eye, such as the flow of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy or the trajectory of an enemy's attack.

The Spirit Eye was also the foundation for cultivating ocular techniques. By continuously strengthening this ability, one could cultivate powerful eye techniques!

Fan Lang was only a Mystic General and did not possess the Spirit Eye. This was a weakness, but he could only grit his teeth and accept it.

"Little brother, attack together!" the gray-clad youth shouted. He pulled out a leather whip wrapped around his waist and cracked it fiercely, whipping up a violent gust.

The red-clad youth wielded a broadsword. With a swing of the blade, red patterns immediately appeared across its surface, and it became scorching hot, like a branding iron.

One brother wielded wind, the other fire. Each had his own specialty as they charged at Fan Lang together.

Fan Lang responded calmly, extending both hands and rapidly forming a series of hand seals. His fingers moved as nimbly as butterflies dancing among flowers, drawing in the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy to form a glowing sigil. Its radiance grew increasingly intense.

This was the Heaven and Earth Seal!

This move was a charge-up skill. The more Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy it accumulated, the greater its power would become.

Fan Lang formed the seals at top speed, then suddenly spread his hands apart. The sigil condensed into his right palm, shining brilliantly as it grew stronger and stronger.

The Heaven and Earth Seal was still far from powerful enough. Even if he launched it now, it would be difficult to win. Only after charging it for a while could it unleash enough explosive power to heavily injure a Mystic Spirit.

That meant Fan Lang could only deal with the enemy using his left arm for now. His right hand had to keep gathering power for the Heaven and Earth Seal.

"Die!" The gray-clad youth leaped into the air and lashed out with his Long Whip, sending wave after wave of sharp Wind Blades flying forth.

Fan Lang used the Life Reaping Steps to maneuver around him while wielding the Flame Blaze Sword in defense.

A Mystic Spirit's offensive truly was extraordinary. Fan Lang could not block every attack. Wind Blades slashed across his body, instantly tearing his clothes and cutting open his skin, sending blood spraying through the air.

If an ordinary Mystic General had suffered such an attack, he would likely have been killed instantly.

Yet Fan Lang had merely suffered superficial wounds and was not seriously harmed.

That was the benefit of having a large health pool!

Not bad. I can take it! As long as I don't get hit in a vital spot and suffer a critical hit!

Fan Lang's spirits rose. He continued sprinting underfoot while ceaselessly driving the Heaven and Earth Seal with his hand, gathering even greater power.

"Hm?" The gray-clad youth frowned in surprise. He had not expected Fan Lang to remain so lively after taking a hit.

The red-clad youth's attack followed immediately, giving Fan Lang no chance to catch his breath. He rushed close with his blade in hand, slashing out a red gleam as he hacked down viciously.

Fan Lang raised his sword to block. Blade and sword clashed, producing a series of crisp rings as several flashes of light burst forth.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Pfft!

Fan Lang came up short and was struck in the arm by the enemy's blade.

-1500!

A red damage number floated up.

Fan Lang grimaced in pain and retreated with his injury.

If he had not modified his health points, that strike would have been far more than a minor wound.

The Wind Fire Brothers attacked from both sides, unleashing a savage barrage. They wounded Fan Lang again and again, yet they could never inflict any truly serious damage.

"How strange. Is this kid a turtle? Why does every slash feel like I'm cutting into a Tough Guy?"

"He may have cultivated a body-tempering technique, something like the Golden Bell Shield, which is why his body is so tough."

"Damn it, why is a Mystic General so hard to kill?"

"Don't underestimate him. With my Spirit Eye, I can see the changes in the power of that sigil in his right hand. It's getting stronger and stronger. Be careful of that thing. Don't let us capsize in a ditch."

"Got it."

The Wind Fire Brothers exchanged a few words during the battle, then their offensive grew even fiercer as they tried to kill Fan Lang as quickly as possible.

Fan Lang still relied on stalling as he had from the start, doing his best to hold off the Wind Fire Brothers. During this time, he was wounded continuously and became covered in injuries. More than half of his health had been depleted, and he was already in some danger.

After failing to win for so long, the Wind Fire Brothers exchanged glances in order to end the fight quickly, then joined forces to unleash their strongest killing move.

Wind Fire Sky Link!

Big Brother's gale merged with his second brother's flames, forming a fiery tornado that swept across more than half the Duel Arena and trapped Fan Lang within.

If the Duel Arena had not been protected by a barrier, the surrounding spectators would surely have been caught in the blast.

The gale howled and the flames raged, dealing continuous damage.

-1280

-1360

Every crimson number that floated up meant Fan Lang was one step closer to the Gates of Hell.

"Die for me!"

"I'll send you to meet the King of Hell!"

The Wind Fire Brothers pushed the fiery tornado with all their strength.

They had originally hoped to burn Fan Lang to death in one go, but the battle suddenly changed. A brilliant light bloomed within the fiery tornado, releasing an incredibly violent surge of power.

The light formed two enormous characters, each ten meters across. They were condensed from Mystic Power and Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy.

Heaven! Earth!

The two massive characters were incomparably imposing, striking fear into the heart.

After taking hits for so long, Fan Lang had finally pushed the Heaven and Earth Seal to its limit. At this moment, even he was frightened by it. It felt as though he were holding a lit bomb in his hand.

Victory or defeat would be decided in this one move!

Fan Lang counterattacked, shooting into the sky and thrusting the two characters, Heaven and Earth, upward at the Wind Fire Brothers in midair.

The Wind Fire Brothers' expressions changed drastically, and both chose to flee and dodge, but it was already too late. The characters Heaven and Earth struck the two of them squarely, mercilessly unleashing the power contained within.

Boom! Boom!

-6500!

-7070!

The frenzied energy exploded, inflicting massive damage and blasting the Wind Fire Brothers into fragments.

Fan Lang landed. Having expended too much power, his body swayed three times, but he barely managed to stay on his feet.

The next moment, a wonderful system notification appeared.

Player defeated the Wind Fire Brothers. Cross-level challenge successful. Received 30,000 Experience Points as a cross-level reward, along with 2 random 4-star cards!