Book 2: Chapter 104: Mosquito-Powered Mech

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Vol 2 Chapter 104: Mosquito-Powered Mech On the battle platform, the eight geniuses arrived one after another. After witnessing the previous two battle royales, they all understood one thing—Yan Xiangbei was undoubtedly the most formidable opponent in their group. Anyone ranked among the top three on the Genius Rankings was no pushover. There was a high probability that Yan Xiangbei could single-handedly defeat all seven of them. "What are you looking at? Just come at me all at once." Yan Xiangbei spoke indifferently as he noticed the wary gazes of the other contestants. If Chen Zhong and Mo Qianyi could defeat seven opponents alone, then he could do the same. However, what made Yan Xiangbei feel a bit annoyed was that despite preparing so many magic artifacts specifically to counter Lin Jing, this guy still refused to break through! Among these seven opponents, the only one he had originally taken seriously was Lin Jing—because he had expected Lin Jing to reach Foundation Establishment before the match. Sёarᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. “Everyone, attack!!” The moment the match started, Lu Tong of the Divine Movement Sect shouted. As someone ranked within the top ten, he had no qualms about ganging up on Yan Xiangbei. After giving the command, he vanished into the sky, executing his sect’s famed movement technique. "Damn it! He told us to attack, then ran away himself!" One of the contestants cursed upon seeing Lu Tong disappear. Disciples of the Divine Movement Sect were known for their incredible speed and mastery of escape techniques. "Who said I ran? Don’t be ridiculous." A voice echoed from above. "Our Divine Movement Sect doesn’t rely only on evasion." “Heaven-Treading Step!” A massive foot, dark as blackened steel, suddenly descended from the sky, aiming directly at Yan Xiangbei. A terrifying black aura swirled around it, causing cracks to appear on the arena floor beneath Yan Xiangbei. "What kind of spell is this?" Spectators gasped as they watched the giant foot descend. "I know! It’s a battle between an Innate Weapon Master Physique and an Acquired Foot Qi Physique!" A young cultivator blurted out excitedly, only to have an elder beside him quickly cover his mouth. One did not casually mock geniuses ranked among the top ten! "How foolish." Despite the overwhelming pressure of the descending foot, Yan Xiangbei’s battle armor gleamed with brilliant light, shielding him completely. Without a hint of concern, he casually summoned a flying sword—a simple low-grade magic artifact. For any genius on this stage, possessing a low-grade magic artifact was basic. Even though low-grade artifacts were generally reserved for Core Formation cultivators, the top-tier prodigies present could wield them effortlessly. However, Yan Xiangbei was different. In his hands, a mere low-grade flying sword surged with power, instantly rivaling the might of a mid-grade artifact. As the sword streaked through the air, it pierced straight through the foot’s center, causing the massive construct to shatter into a storm of black clouds. "Useless, absolutely useless." Lu Tong felt frustrated. He had failed to restrain Yan Xiangbei, yet the other contestants were just standing there, doing nothing! "Fine, I’ll take care of it myself." Yan Xiangbei suddenly split into four identical copies. While he couldn’t control a large number of artifacts as easily as those with an Exquisite Physique, he had mastered a secret technique to compensate. "Weapon-Master Avatars." Each of the four copies wielded one or two low-grade magic artifacts, but despite their supposed quality, all of them radiated the power of mid-grade artifacts. The sky lit up as a storm of magic artifacts surged forward. One of the flying swords even ignited with a strange blue fire, increasing its speed and destructive power exponentially. "Flame-Sacrificing Technique!" By burning and sacrificing artifacts, one could temporarily boost their power—at the cost of permanently destroying them. With a flash of the flaming sword, a figure hidden among the clouds groaned in pain and plummeted from the sky. Even with his superior speed, Lu Tong couldn’t evade the attack in time. Meanwhile, the other contestants struggled against Yan Xiangbei’s relentless assault. One by one, they fell. “As expected, he’s unbelievably strong.” Spectators were thrilled, but soon, they noticed something strange. One person was still standing. Lin Jing. Yan Xiangbei’s mental attack artifact, a delicate jade sculpture of a celestial maiden, had been aimed at Lin Jing. However, even after defeating six others, the jade sculpture still failed to affect him! Instead, as a small squirrel appeared on Lin Jing’s shoulder, a massive wooden box materialized out of thin air, sealing the jade sculpture inside. "What?!" Yan Xiangbei’s connection to his artifact was suddenly severed, and he turned toward Lin Jing in disbelief. “Impossible… This artifact was crafted by the Harmony Sect of Qingzhou. Even Core Formation female cultivators would struggle to resist its effects. How did you…?” Even the spectators were stunned. The top three prodigies had been expected to dominate effortlessly, yet the one resisting the longest wasn’t another top-tier genius—it was a mere Qi Refinement cultivator! “Look! Lin Jing truly possesses incredible Buddhist discipline! Even a Harmony Sect artifact couldn’t shake him!” A Buddhist disciple in the audience marveled. But then… Lin Jing casually revealed the real reason behind his resistance. “It’s simple—heat expands, cold contracts.” Lin Jing held up a frost-covered finger, his voice calm. “They say warmth ignites desire, while cold preserves clarity. And the Ice Soul Gu… is extremely cold.” "What nonsense are you talking about?!" Yan Xiangbei scoffed. There was no way that simple ice techniques could counter a high-grade mental attack artifact. All four of his avatars turned toward Lin Jing, their hands summoning even more artifacts. A tiger-shaped seal infused with Demon Emperor blood, capable of suppressing beast bloodlines. A bell that could distort space, restricting teleportation techniques. “Looks like you prepared quite a few counters for me.” Lin Jing sighed. Honestly, he hated being taken too seriously. "Of course I did." Yan Xiangbei raised four weapons—an axe, spear, blade, and cauldron—then ignited them with sacrificial fire. To deal with Lin Jing’s strange abilities, he willingly sacrificed four artifacts! The audience was shocked. Even Gao Sheng, known for his wealth, was speechless. "Damn it! This is just burning money at this point!" BOOM!!! In the next instant, a massive, humanoid mechanized creation appeared behind Lin Jing, shaking the ground. Standing dozens of meters tall, its sleek, dark-red exterior blended modern technological aesthetics with ancient mechanical artistry. The audience froze. What the hell was that?! Not a Nascent Soul Avatar. Not a puppet. And then Lin Jing stepped inside the mech, sealing himself inside its cockpit. “This is a special mechanized creation—the Mosquito-Powered Mech! “You have artifacts to counter beasts and space techniques… but do you have anything to counter a mech?!" Yan Xiangbei's face darkened. The audience was in chaos. And Mo Qianyi of Shenji Manor, an expert in mechanized constructs, was deep in thought. "Wait… is this thing even an artifact…?!"

Book 2: Chapter 104: Mosquito-Powered Mech

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