Transformed into a Beautiful Girl, Summoning Heroic Spirits to Slaughter My Way Through the National Fate Trials!
Chapter 42

What Was This Supposed to Mean? A Backward Ultimate?

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"I admit..."

"Hm?" Yimopu was slightly puzzled. Thinking Lin Xiaoran was about to praise him, he was just preparing to accept it when she continued, "But I can fly. What are you going to do next?"

Watching the countless black insects crawling toward her, Lin Xiaoran made the rock float up while backing away.

"!!!" Yimopu's eyes instantly widened!

Right! Lin Xiaoran could fly!

He had forgotten this crucial point!

The carrion beetles and mummies were ground combat troops with an absolute advantage in numbers! Any challenger under attack would find themselves surrounded!

The carrion beetles' shells, in particular, offered some defensive strength and could withstand certain physical attacks, while the mummies were even undead creatures that could keep fighting after losing their heads!

But all of that depended on them being able to hit their opponent!

And Lin Xiaoran just happened to be able to fly!

[Hahaha! I'm dying!]

[Yimopu's completely dumbfounded!]

[Lin Xiaoran: Hehe, I can fly! Feeling stupid now?]

[I declare that our classmate Lin is already in an unbeatable position!]

Country L's viewers burst out laughing. All sorts of bizarre and joking bullet comments immediately appeared, covering the entire livestream.

And the people of Country A?

At this moment, they felt nothing but shame! Humiliation! They were too ashamed to face anyone!

They even wanted to start cursing!

Seeing how invincibly confident he had looked earlier, they had thought he must be incredibly powerful, but this was it?!

If this was all the strength you had, why hadn't you run away right from the start? That way, you would still have had a chance to win later.

Now look what had happened. Country A's hope was about to turn into despair.

"But since you've gone to so much trouble, wouldn't leaving straight away make me look useless?" Lin Xiaoran sat down as she spoke, then continued, "Madara, show us your strength."

"Oh? Should I use Susanoo? They're just a bunch of bugs." Madara thought Lin Xiaoran wanted him to use his ultimate.

"Use Fire Release! Why make it so complicated?!" Lin Xiaoran rolled her eyes.

Madara had gone from being too lazy to lift a finger at the beginning to becoming increasingly eager to show off today. His personality had changed rather quickly.

[Susanoo!? That's Madara's ultimate!]

[Use Susanoo! I want to see it!]

[Beat the hell out of him!]

Madara jumped off the rock. Seeing this, Yimopu was inwardly furious at Lin Xiaoran's contempt for him, but he did not panic too much. This was not his trump card yet, merely an appetizer.

"Perfect. I'll see what abilities your Heroic Spirit has, too." Yimopu began observing carefully.

Then, under Yimopu's puzzled gaze, Madara formed a hand seal, and a huge fireball erupted from his mouth.

"Heh, mere fire... what!?"

Just as Yimopu was about to sneer, the sea of flames swelled to its utmost extent in an instant, engulfing the entire army of carrion beetles and mummies, along with Yimopu himself!

The oppressive, scorching heat nearly singed his eyebrows!

As for the carrion beetles and mummies directly engulfed by the sea of flames, there was even less to say. They ignited on contact and exploded as they burned! They did not even have a chance to escape the flames!

Facing the fire about to reach him, Yimopu panicked and immediately shouted, "Lord Sorcerer!!"

Boom!

A tornado abruptly appeared with the two of them at its center, sweeping up the sand on the ground to form a barrier of dust and sand.

The raging gale formed a vortex, drawing in the surrounding air currents and roaring flames and carrying them up into the sky.

Standing in the eye of the storm, Yimopu was pale, drenched in cold sweat and filled with lingering fear.

He had never imagined that a single move would nearly cost him his life!

His opponent's strength was truly too great, too terrifying!

He was even considerably stronger than the Heroic Spirit who had summoned meteors in the previous round!

At this moment, thoughts of retreat arose in Yimopu's heart.

[This is my second time seeing this Fire Release, but it's still utterly stunning!]

[Madara is mighty!]

[Yimopu a moment ago: A mere fireball! Yimopu a moment later: Lord Sorcerer, save me!]

[I'm dying of laughter!]

[That's it? And he dared overestimate himself and claim he would defeat our God Ran?!]

[Still, he does have some strength. He actually survived.]

The sea of flames vanished, and the tornado also came to a halt, revealing Yimopu's bedraggled figure.

"Was this the move you relied on to earn those fifty thousand points?!" Yimopu asked through gritted teeth, glaring at Lin Xiaoran.

He admitted that this sea of flames, with its terrifying range and destructive power, was indeed stronger than the ability his Heroic Spirit had just used.

At the same time, he inwardly envied her. Why was Lin Xiaoran so lucky that she had actually encountered ten thousand F-rank ferocious beasts gathered together?!

If he had encountered them, those fifty thousand points would have been his!

"Hmph! Don't think you've won!"

"Oh? Whatever other moves you have, bring them all out. I'll take them all," Lin Xiaoran said from high above.

"You'd better not regret this! Lord Sorcerer!"

At Yimopu's fierce shout, the Heroic Spirit beside him also unleashed his strongest ability!

Rumble!

The entire desert suddenly began to shake. Four or five sand tornadoes rose behind Yimopu and his companion, seemingly connecting to the heavens.

At the same time, countless grains of yellow sand were swept into the air.

Just as the shocked viewers thought these tornadoes would blow toward them, they discovered that the tornadoes were slowly moving away while gradually merging together.

[What is this supposed to mean? A backward ultimate?]

[Hey! Lin and the others are over here! You're going the wrong way!]

[Phew! Good thing it didn't blow this way, or I'd have to worry about whether Lin could block it!]

[Huh? No! Look!]

Before the viewers could say much more, they noticed a shadow appearing on the horizon in the livestream.

The camera suddenly zoomed in, revealing the shadow's true nature to them.

[A sandstorm!!]

[You've got to be kidding!]

[Th-this...]

[Aaaah! Lin, fly away!]

[How is this damned guy so powerful?!]

The hearts of Country L's viewers instantly leaped into their throats.

The visual impact this sandstorm gave them at this moment was no less than when Issho had summoned meteors last time!

Both were overwhelmingly powerful natural disasters that humans could not withstand!

Forget a challenger-even an entire city would probably be utterly destroyed beneath such a natural disaster!

This was a sandstorm!

Country A: [Hahaha! Fantastic!]

Country A: [I never expected Yimopu's Heroic Spirit to have an ability like this!]

Country A: [We've won! We've won!]

Country A: [Lin Xiaoran! Die!!]

Now it was Country A's viewers' turn to cheer.

This reversal sent them all straight into collective ecstasy, beside themselves with joy!

Yimopu, whom they had thought was about to become a pile of withered bones, had summoned a sandstorm the very next second. Who could believe it?!

In their minds, a Heroic Spirit this powerful could already rank second!

First place naturally belonged to Issho, because Lin Xiaoran had won.

If Yimopu won this round, naturally, some people would rank his Heroic Spirit first.

Country L worried, Country A reveled, and the remaining countries could only feel as though they had eaten lemons, their hearts sour with envy as they silently shed tears.

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