Chapter 27: Let Me Teach You a Lesson
Chapter 27: Let Me Teach You a Lesson (Please Continue Reading)
The moment the duel began, the Curly-Haired Man surged forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, his movements lightning-fast.
He grinned inwardly: “Lucky day! Haha, another newbie to crush—this’ll be fun!”
So fast! Lin Qi’s heart pounded. No wonder real players were different from sluggish AI opponents—their reflexes were razor-sharp, their motions fluid and precise.
“Whoosh~”
Lin Qi exploded into action, his thigh muscles coiling as vital energy surged through him. Swinging his black greatspear, he carved dazzling arcs in the air, the spear tip tracing intricate circles.
“Shshsh~”
The Curly-Haired Man struck first, his massive sword flashing like cold light, slicing through the arena with hurricane speed.
“Clang! Clang! Clang!”
At the arena’s center, steel met steel in a furious clash, the sharp metallic ring echoing outward.
Blades blurred, death hanging thick in the air. The Curly-Haired Man’s swordplay came from all angles—
Shadow Emergence Style!
Too fast! Lin Qi’s mind raced. The opponent’s strikes were like lightning, leaving no time to react.
The sword technique’s defining trait was speed.
“You’re too slow! Too slow!” the Curly-Haired Man taunted, his voice dripping mockery. “Newbie, with reflexes like that, how’ll you survive in the arena?”
Lin Qi stiffened. Npcs never talked.
Hiss!
A blade slashed through his defenses, the cold edge streaking toward his face. Lin Qi barely twisted aside as the spear deflected the strike—
“Clang!”
—but the sword grazed his cheek, drawing blood. Pain jolted through him, his body instinctively stumbling backward.
Too close! Lin Qi grimaced. That strike had nearly taken his eye—death had brushed past him.
Strong opponent.
The Curly-Haired Man frowned. “You dodged? Hmph. Not for long.”
In a flash, he lunged again, sword weaving a storm of steel.
Lin Qi exhaled sharply, his heartbeat thundering in his ears. Adrenaline sharpened his senses.
He recognized the technique now—Swift Shadow Sword Art, a Black Iron Rank skill.
Swift as wind, silent as shadow. The strikes were faster, the technique more refined than his own.
Truly formidable.
His muscles tensed, vital energy surging as his body erupted into motion, veins bulging.
Shadow Piercer!
The Curly-Haired Man’s blade lunged—
Lin Qi’s eyes narrowed.
Left!
He ducked, the sword grazing his shoulder. Another slash—evaded. In one breath, he dodged two deathblows.
The Curly-Haired Man froze mid-strike.
“Now!”
Lin Qi seized the split-second hesitation. Waist and arm coiling like a spring, he drove his spear forward—
Precision Strike!
The spear’s tip pierced through the shadowy swordplay, straight into the opponent’s heart.
“Pfshk!”
Blood sprayed.
[Battle Ended: “My Greatsword” has fallen!]
“How?!”
“Thud!”
The Curly-Haired Man collapsed. Through his fading vision, he saw a black-masked figure looming over him, eyes cold and indifferent.
“Thanks for the lesson.”
The Curly-Haired Man gasped, but his body dissolved into pixels.
…
Back in his private space, the Curly-Haired Man stared at the ceiling, furious.
“I… lost to a rookie?!”
He clenched his fists. “I was careless. That’s all. I’ll rematch and crush him—Yang Jian, was it? Let’s go again!”
Meanwhile, Lin Qi stood in his own space, eyes fixed on his status panel.
[Victory! Yang Jian gains +3 points.
Record: 1/10
Win Rate: 100%
Points: 3]
[You engaged a powerful foe! Proficiency in Mountain-Shattering Spear Method increased. Spear Techniques +2%
You engaged a powerful foe! Body Techniques Proficiency increased. Body Techniques +3%
Spear Techniques: Stage 1 80% → 82%
Body Techniques: Stage 1 70% → 73%]
Lin Qi smiled faintly, the expression hidden by his mask.
“That guy was strong. His spear technique far surpassed mine. I nearly lost—every 0.1-second delay could’ve been fatal.”
Recalling the fight, his pulse still raced. The razor-thin margin between victory and death was exhilarating.
“But the gains are huge. My understanding of Mountain-Shattering Spear Method deepened. Spear and Body Techniques are leveling fast—each fight pushes me further.”
He queued for another match.
Three minutes later, the arena shimmered. Opposite Lin Qi stood a woman in green armor, her sword gleaming.
“Newbie, let me teach you a lesson,” she smirked, a hunter sizing prey.
Her blade met his spear—
…
An hour later.
[Battle Ended: Yang Jian has fallen.
Record: 5/10
Win Rate: 80%
Ranking Function Unlocked. View? (Y/N)]
Lin Qi slumped in his space, pale-faced.
“Dying hurts… even at 20% pain intensity.”
His last match had been brutal—a foe far beyond his stage, likely Stage 1 90%+.
“Ranking?”
[Scarlet Realm Arena Rankings (Tianhai Branch)
Name: Yang Jian
Points: 12
Rank: #328]
328th? He frowned. Over three hundred players stronger than me? Or is it point-based?
His thoughts were interrupted by a pop-up:
[Alert: Session time nearly expired. 3 minutes remaining.]
An hour? Already? He sighed. His mind felt drained.
Time flew. Today’s gains were immense—gratitude welled up for Guo Heng’s invitation.
…
(End of Chapter)
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