Spirit Energy Barrage

What is he trying to do?

From this, it seems you're planning to take on the challenge alone?

While others were still in shock, Xuanyuan Wuji stepped forward and blocked Luo Jun's path.

"You've got guts!" Xuanyuan Wuji revealed an approving expression. "I've had that idea This Heaven's Chosen, but after trying it, I can tell you it's impossible!"

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't." Luo Jun tried to walk past him, but Xuanyuan Wuji very stubborn. He turned around and blocked the entrance to the Registration Desk, refusing to let him through no matter what.

"Get out of the way!"

"I can't let you go to your death." Xuanyuan Wuji very stubborn. "Besides, turning the tide and being the center of attention is the privilege of this This Heaven's Chosen. No one can steal my thunder."

Luo Jun looked into Xuanyuan Wuji's eyes, his arrogance tinged with a hint of concern... This guy may have some mental issues, but he's still kind-hearted.

"Get out of the way!" Luo Jun sighed. "This is the first thing!"

Xuanyuan Wuji was taken aback and subconsciously stepped aside, but then blocked his way again. "No, letting others die is against morality. This doesn't count!"

Luo Jun was utterly speechless. He grabbed Xuanyuan Wuji by the collar, and with a single effort, threw him from the Registration Desk area back into the crowd behind him.

This move truly shocked everyone.

Putting aside whether someone at the Body Refinement Realm could possess such strength to throw a grown man so far with one hand... it's important to remember that Xuanyuan Wuji is no ordinary person. Not long ago, he challenged Guan Tianshuang Guan Hongyue, displaying remarkable magnanimity. Presumably, his Root Bone and spirituality are also extraordinary.

But even such a master could be so easily...

Who exactly is this mysterious being?

As for Xuanyuan Wuji, he watched in disbelief as "Night" walked into the Registration Desk, activated the trial, and entered the arena.

If the previous kill of the Polluter with a single blow could be explained by luck and the effect of gravity, this brief exchange made Xuanyuan Wuji personally experience the difference in strength.

It was as if an infant was facing a strong man, utterly powerless to resist!

Standing within the Red Area, Luo Jun looked at the Spirit Energy Emitter in front of him.

This is a strange instrument shaped like a gourd, made of what appears to be some kind of metal. It has handles on both sides and is fixed to the ground by a support frame. It is connected by a universal joint and can rotate left, right, up, and down, covering all angles.

It's a bit like a water gun at an amusement park, and it's not difficult to operate.

Luo Jun chose the middle one, gripped the handles with both hands, and slowly channeled his vital energy to build up his strength.

As the Countdown ended and the trial began, a large number of Netherworld Spirit instantly appeared in the arena ahead.

"I..." Luo Jun was startled by the sudden change. He originally thought the Netherworld Spirit were appearing one by one from the opposite wall, but he didn't expect that a large number of them would suddenly appear. At a rough glance, there were probably hundreds of them, and they were floating towards him at an extremely fast speed!

That's a bit difficult!

Luo Jun immediately activated the Spirit Energy Emitter, and a purple beam of light shot out, causing the Netherworld Spirit to disintegrate and dissipate wherever it passed.

However, this thing has a limited attack range, and clearing only one direction is far from enough. Luo Jun immediately swung the launcher, and a purple beam swept across, annihilating a large number of ghosts.

But as they were eliminated, the ghosts kept reappearing. Luo Jun could only keep adjusting his direction, prioritizing the elimination of the closest ones and trying to keep the Netherworld Spirit outside a certain range.

However, as the number of ghosts increased, Luo Jun also discovered that the purple beam of light was not invincible. If there were too many ghosts along a path, the beam of light would be temporarily blocked until the Netherworld Spirit in the front dissipated before it could attack those behind. Therefore, randomly swinging it back and forth was definitely not an option; one had to have a comprehensive view of the situation and shoot the spiritual energy at the most suitable angle at the most opportune moment!

This scene greatly shocked the audience in the stands.

The previous two attempts were both by a team of three. In order to conserve their energy, they exerted themselves very carefully, and the Psionic Energy Light Beam they shot out were intermittent. They were able to cover the entire field only by cooperating with each other. Even so, they could not escape the fate of exhausting their energy in the later stages, and ultimately failed the challenge.

But judging from this "Night," he goes all out from the start. He probably won't last five minutes before being completely drained, right?

"He's not thinking things through!" the Lion King sneered. "With this density of monsters, if the Psionic Energy Light Beam to break for even a second, the Netherworld Spirit army would overwhelm them. He can't afford to let his guard down!"

"This young man is too arrogant..." Rain Granny sighed, then turned to Guan Hongyue and asked, "How powerful is the Curse of that Netherworld Spirit?"

"We are still suffering the Curse of a second failure." Guan Hongyue rolled up her sleeve, revealing red markings and festering sores on her arm. "This time, probably less than a hundred Netherworld Spirit broke into the Red Area. As for the last time, there were probably thousands. Each of us was covered in sores, and our bones and internal organs felt like they were being gnawed by hundreds of insects. If we hadn't received treatment shortly after returning, we probably wouldn't have made it this far."

Rain Granny frowned, looking across the area. "Thirty or forty Netherworld Spirit spawn every second. In other words, if there's even a half-minute gap, you're basically doomed..."

"That's not all..." Guan Hongyue gritted her teeth and said, "In the last few minutes, the speed at which the Netherworld Spirit appear will double... If it weren't for Uncle Chen, we wouldn't have made it to the end of the trial."

"What a pity..." Rain Granny shook her head.

"Who told him to be so arrogant!" The Lion King sneered. "He just went through the last round of trials and wasn't even fully prepared, yet he came to challenge this... No matter how talented a guy is, he'll never amount to anything and will be eliminated by the world sooner or later!"

"I don't think so," Lu Kui suddenly said. "'Night' is very capable; I think he can succeed!"

Everyone looked at him. Lion King curled his lip and said, "Are you out of your mind? You kept the transmitter running the whole time, with a capacity of three thousand breaths. Do you really think he's Ling Yao?"

"I also think he might not fail!" It was Xuanyuan Wuji who spoke, seemingly just recovering from the shock, looking at 'Night' on the stage. "How could you mediocre talents compare to someone who could save This Heaven's Chosen prodigy?"

"Who are you calling mediocre?" Lion King slammed his fist on the table and stood up. Guan Hongyue immediately stepped forward. After fighting side by side once, she had already identified Xuanyuan Wuji as a reserve member. Although he wasn't very bright, she still had to protect him!

"Stop arguing!"

A loud voice startled everyone; it belonged to Guan Tianshuang.

The Frost Moon Troupe's Grand Master stared intently at the arena, his brow furrowed. "Five minutes have passed!"

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this and looked towards the arena. Sure enough, the timer had reached more than three hundred seconds, but the transmitter in "Night's" hand was still outputting steadily, keeping all the Netherworld Spirit five meters away from the Red Area. What was even more terrifying was that he didn't seem to be tired at all!

By now, we must have consumed over a thousand breaths of vital energy, right?

How magnanimous is he really?

(End of this chapter)