Life-Buying Money! Road-Buying Money!

In the arena.

The longer Chen Guangmao and the other three fought, the more alarmed they became.

These Money Ghosts were far too troublesome.

Their stats were absurdly high.

They felt no pain and had no fear of death.

More frightening still, Lu Fang stood behind them without making a move.

The less he did, the less certain the four felt.

None of them knew whether he still had other tricks hidden away.

"Focus fire on one first!"

Chen Guangmao roared.

After all, the four of them were level-200 class holders.

Once they truly went all out, their teamwork was no slouch either.

Lin Man instantly placed several weakening marks on one Money Ghost.

Shen Qinghan's six flying blades sliced at its limb joints simultaneously.

Chen Guangmao shattered the Money Ghost's head with a frontal punch.

Boom!

One Money Ghost finally shattered, dissolving into specks of dark golden light.

The four had just breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Fang raised his hand.

Hum!

A new Money Ghost appeared in the same spot.

Its aura was intact, its condition at its peak.

Chen Guangmao's expression instantly froze.

The corner of Lin Man's eye twitched violently.

The four of them had spent all that effort and finally managed to focus down one.

Yet Lu Fang had replaced it with a wave of his hand.

How were they supposed to fight this?

More absurdly still, Lu Fang glanced at the other nine damaged Money Ghosts.

"Life-Buying Money."

Golden coin light rained down.

The cracks, wounds, and corrosion marks on the nine Money Ghosts actually healed rapidly before their eyes.

In just a few seconds.

All nine Money Ghosts were restored to perfect condition.

Lu Fang nodded, thinking to himself.

Not bad, not bad. Healing one Money Ghost only cost a few thousand gold coins. That's much more cost-effective than summoning a new one.

The entire arena fell deathly silent again.

Watching this, Chen Guangmao and the other three nearly broke down.

"He can restore summons?"

"He can heal his summons too?"

"They're all back to full condition!"

"All the damage they just dealt is gone?"

The spectators were almost numb with shock.

They had thought the ten Money Ghosts were Lu Fang's greatest trump card.

Then Lu Fang had turned around and shown them.

If a Money Ghost died, he could summon another.

If a Money Ghost was injured, he could restore it directly.

This wasn't a battle. This was torture!!

Against Lu Fang, four level-200 class holders had actually been forced onto the losing side of a war of attrition.

Chen Guangmao's expression turned utterly grim.

"Wu Zhao!"

Wu Zhao gritted his teeth and said.

"Buy me time!"

Chen Guangmao immediately understood what he meant.

"Hold them off!"

Shen Qinghan began doing everything she could to keep the Money Ghosts occupied.

Lin Man stopped holding back as well, unleashing three large-scale control skills in succession.

Meanwhile, Wu Zhao retreated to the rear and formed seals with both hands.

Formation patterns spread out from beneath his feet.

Blue-green, black, and silver light intertwined, rapidly forming a complex formation in the center of the arena.

"Spirit-Trapping Contract-Severing Formation!"

Wu Zhao shouted in a low voice.

Boom!

The formation rose in an instant.

All ten Money Ghosts were enveloped at once.

Silver chains shot out of the formation, wrapping around the Money Ghosts' limbs.

More importantly, a gray screen of light stood between the Money Ghosts and Lu Fang.

Lu Fang raised an eyebrow slightly.

He discovered that his connection to the Money Ghosts had actually weakened.

No, it hadn't weakened.

Part of it had been forcibly severed by the formation.

The Money Ghosts' movements visibly slowed.

Chen Guangmao and the other three finally had a chance to catch their breath and swiftly retreated.

All of them were wounded and breathing hard.

Shen Qinghan's face was pale, and two of her six flying blades had broken.

Lin Man's forehead was covered in sweat.

Chen Guangmao's right arm trembled slightly.

Four level-200s.

Driven to this point by ten summons.

Even they found it absurd.

Wu Zhao was deathly pale, but he forced himself to speak.

"Young master, it's over."

"This formation can temporarily restrain your summons and sever your connection to them."

"Without these summons, you have no chance of winning."

Chen Guangmao also spoke gravely.

"Young master, surrender."

"We don't want to attack you personally."

Lin Man spoke slowly.

"You've already proven yourself."

"I think we can sit down and have a proper talk again, but today's arranged battle ends here."

In the viewing hall, many people breathed a sigh of relief, yet couldn't help feeling regret.

"What a shame."

"Lu Fang has already done well enough."

"Who would believe one person could put four level-200s in such a sorry state?"

"But he's still too young."

"He has too few tricks."

"Once his summons are sealed, he himself is in danger."

"Making it this far is already impressive enough."

Wang Yixing's face was pale, his fists clenched tightly.

Jiang Xia was so anxious that she nearly stood up.

"They're cheating!"

Uncle Jiang remained silent, his eyes fixed on Lu Fang.

Because Lu Fang was far too calm.

From beginning to end, not a trace of panic had appeared on the young master's face.

In the arena.

Lu Fang looked at the ten Money Ghosts trapped in the formation, then at Wu Zhao.

"Partitioning space, sealing off connections."

"Not a bad formation."

Wu Zhao frowned.

Lu Fang's reaction was too calm.

So calm that it unnerved him.

Chen Guangmao also realized something was wrong.

"Young master, you still won't surrender?"

Lu Fang said evenly.

"Who told you the formation had trapped them?"

The next second.

Lu Fang raised his hand.

"Road-Buying Money."

The instant Lu Fang used the skill, he immediately saw a screen of light flash before him.

[Would you like to spend 1,000,000 gold coins to use Road-Buying Money?]

Oh, this formation is worth quite a bit.

Lu Fang didn't hesitate.

"Yes!!"

Golden coin light ignited in his palm.

Immediately afterward, a golden pattern appeared out of thin air.

The pattern looked like a road.

A road paved with gold coins.

It ignored the boundary of Wu Zhao's formation, pierced straight through the gray screen of light, and connected to the ground beneath the ten Money Ghosts' feet.

Crack.

The first crack appeared in the formation's light screen.

Wu Zhao's expression changed drastically.

"Impossible!"

Crack, crack, crack!

Cracks spread wildly.

The next second.

Boom!

The entire Spirit-Trapping Contract-Severing Formation shattered with a crash.

All ten Money Ghosts broke free at once.

Dark golden figures charged out of the formation's lingering light once more.

Wu Zhao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back several steps.

Chen Guangmao and the other three were utterly dumbfounded.

It had broken?

Just like that?

That was a sealing formation Wu Zhao had expended a massive amount of mental power to set up.

Yet Lu Fang had raised his hand and pierced straight through it with a streak of golden light?

What kind of skill was this?

How were this guy's abilities each more absurd than the last?!

The viewing hall erupted again.

"Another reversal!"

"The formation's broken!"

"He can even break through spatial seals?"

"What kind of monster is this?!"

The Money Ghosts charged back into the fray.

This time, the four were no longer as composed as before.

Surrounded by three Money Ghosts, Chen Guangmao retreated again and again.

Shen Qinghan kept controlling her flying blades, but could barely protect herself.

Lin Man was forced to switch all her support skills to defense.

With his formation broken and his mind suffering backlash, Wu Zhao could barely set up another formation of the same level.

The situation had completely reversed.

Shen Qinghan gritted her teeth and said,

"We can't keep going like this!"

"Go straight for Lu Fang himself!"

"As long as we restrain him, the summons will naturally stop!"

At those words, their gazes all fell on Lu Fang.

Lu Fang still stood where he was.

There were no Money Ghosts guarding him.

He seemed to be the only way to turn things around.

But Chen Guangmao suddenly spoke up.

"No!"