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Chapter 91 Thorn Warrior, Instantly Kills Zhao Tian!

All eyes immediately fell on Wang Jian.

Wang Jian is an S-rank Thorn Warrior, and his entry into Jinling Academy sparked a discussion.

However, because Zhu Xingtong and the others were so dazzling, Wang Jian was somewhat forgotten.

"I didn't expect that the first person to challenge Gu Qing would be Wang Jian. He is an S-rank Thorn Warrior, and he might actually be able to beat Gu Qing."

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"That's right, I remember he has a special ability, a passive ability that comes with his profession, which can reflect a certain amount of damage he receives."

"That's right. I heard he also has regenerative abilities, is good at both offense and defense, and is also good at protracted battles, which is a good counter to Gu Qing's undead."

Gu Qing's gaze fell on Wang Jian, who had also heard of this Thorn Warrior.

Nodding to Wang Jian, the two went directly to a fighting platform.

A white protective light curtain rose, separating the arena from the outside world.

Wang Jian did not rush to attack. He stretched his shoulders and neck, and dark green patterns appeared on his body.

The lines spread from the chest to the shoulders and back, and then down along the arms.

The next moment, layers of sharp armor materialized from his skin, covering his chest and limbs.

The sharp spikes are arranged in an interlocking pattern, leaving no obvious gaps even at the joints.

Wang Jian looked up at Gu Qing.

"No matter how many undead your army is, you still need to win through attack."

He clenched his fist, and the spiked armor made a soft creaking sound.

"And the Thorn Warriors are least afraid of being surrounded."

Gu Qing did not respond.

He raised his hand and opened the Netherworld.

Black mist spread across the arena floor, and undead guards emerged from it, quickly forming a formation on one side of the arena.

Bone stood at the very front, his bone blade slightly raised.

Under Gu Qing's command, the undead guards spread out from three directions and surrounded Wang Jian.

"They're here!"

The freshmen in the stands stared intently at the ring.

They thought Gu Qing would continue to overwhelm them with numbers, but Wang Jian took the initiative to meet the undead guards at the forefront.

The undead guard raised his bone blade and slashed it hard into Wang Jian's chest.

clang!

The bone blade was embedded in the thorn armor.

The spikes on Wang Jian's body lit up at the same time, and a force rebounded back along the bone blade.

The undead guard's arm shattered instantly, and half of the bone blade flew out of his hand.

"Reflect damage!"

Someone shouted it out.

Taking advantage of the moment when the undead formation paused, Wang Jian slammed his fists into the ground.

From the gaps in the arena, large swathes of dark green vines burst forth, entangled in the leg bones of several undead guards.

Wang Jian stepped forward and punched one of the undead away.

The remaining undead guards rushed in from both sides, their bone blades falling one after another.

Wang Jian did not dodge, letting the attacks strike him.

With each strike, the thorn armor would light up.

The recoil force spread along the bone blade, causing large sections of bone to shatter one after another.

Within a few breaths, several undead guards fell to the ground.

"Isn't that a bit too restrained?"

"Gu Qing's spirit doesn't dare to attack!"

"The Thorn Warriors' counter-damage can even shatter undead. If this continues, Gu Qing's legion will be gradually worn down."

Wang Jian raised his hand to scare away a dead spirit, and the vines beneath his feet surged forward, pressing down on him.

Previously, people thought he was just a daring freshman, but now no one thinks that way anymore.

Wang Jian certainly has the confidence to challenge Gu Qing.

Gu Qing raised her hand.

"retreat."

The undead guards simultaneously sheathed their weapons and retreated.

Wang Jian stopped in his tracks and then let out a cold laugh.

"What, are you afraid of Gu's undead army?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thorny spear extended from his right arm.

Zhu Jian stomped his foot hard on the ground, his spear thrusting straight at Gu Qing's chest.

Gu Qing raised his hand and conjured the Netherworld Soul Armor.

Black soul armor covered his entire body, with a spear piercing his chest. A ring of black ripples spread across the surface of the soul armor, but it did not break.

Using the recoil from the gun, Wang Jian flipped over and landed, closing in again.

The spear thrust out repeatedly, its tip aimed directly at Gu Qing's vital points.

Gu Qing swung his arm to block, but his body retreated several steps.

After several exchanges, his gaze fell on the thorny patterns on Wang Jian's body.

Before each counter-shock, the patterns on the armor would light up.

After the shock, the patterns need a moment to regroup and gather strength.

The intervals are very short, but they do exist.

"I see."

Gu Qing dodged the spear by sidestepping.

Wang Jian's spear missed its mark, and vines swept towards him from behind.

Gu Qing raised his soul armor to block the vines and stepped back.

Instead of having the undead guards focus their attacks on Wang Jian, he issued new orders.

The undead guards scattered in all directions.

Bone, accompanied by several core undead, pressed down from the side, while the other undead wielded bone blades and chains to restrict the main warrior's movement.

They no longer directly hacked at the thorn armor.

Wang Jian thrust out his spear, but there was nothing in front of him.

He turned and threw a punch, but the undead guards had already retreated to the other side.

The chains swept past his feet, wrapping around his ankles, but did not tighten further, only forcing him to move to the side.

Gu and his men pressed forward, but retreated before Wang Jian could counterattack.

Wang Jian's attempts repeatedly failed.

The thorn patterns on his body lit up and then went out, the accumulated backlash never finding an opportunity to be released.

The audience's opinions changed accordingly.

"Gu Qing has stopped the undead from attacking."

"He was forcing Wang Jian to keep turning around, so that his counterattacks had no target and the power of the Thorn Armor could not be exerted."

"He's dismantling Wang Jian's defenses."

Wang Jian's face darkened.

He stopped chasing after the undead guards and forcefully activated the power within his body.

Dark green thorny patterns covered its entire body, and large patches of sharp thorny vines sprouted from its back, sweeping outwards in all directions.

Several undead guards were sent flying on the spot, and Gu Yi was also forced back more than ten meters.

Taking advantage of this opening, Wang Jian pulled his spear back into his arm and lunged straight at Gu Qing.

He intends to end the fight with a close-range burst of power.

Gu Qing did not summon the dead to shield him from the attack.

He raised his hand and shook it.

A black scythe materialized in his palm.

The Netherworld Soul Scythe!

The spear thrust forward.

Gu Qing swung his sickle horizontally, the blade colliding with the tip of his spear.

Just as the spiked patterns on Wang Jian's body were about to light up, the soul power in the Soul Scythe invaded his body through the point of contact.

The outer armor was not damaged.

Wang Jian stopped moving.

That force penetrated directly into the depths of the soul, like a sharp blade slicing through consciousness.

For the first time, a look of pain appeared on his face, and his body swayed.

"Soul Attack!"

A gasp of surprise rang out from outside the arena.

"The Thorn Armor blocked physical damage, but it couldn't stop soul attacks!"

"No wonder Gu Qing dared to go on stage personally; his scythe is no ordinary weapon!"

Wang Jian gritted his teeth and forcefully suppressed the shock to his soul.

All the spikes on his body stood upright, ready to unleash his accumulated power all at once.

Gu Qing spoke first.

"Bone One".

Bone and his undead guards pounced from both sides, their bone blades and chains falling simultaneously to lock Wang Jian's legs and arms.

Wang Jian roared, and the power of the thorns erupted in full force.

Several undead guards were shattered by the shockwave, and Gu Yi was forced to slide backward.

However, Wang Jian's movements also paused.

Gu Qing seized the moment, his Soul Scythe slicing past the thorn armor.

The first sickle struck his chest.

The second sickle slices across the shoulder and back.

The third strike was aimed straight at Wang Jian's head.

Wang Jian counterattacked, his attack landing on Gu Qing's Netherworld Soul Armor, but he couldn't break through the defense at all.

Zhu Jian's expression grew increasingly grim; this guy was even better at endurance than he was.

Whether in attack or defense, they are far superior to me.

Is this the Undead class?

Wang Jian quickly gathered all his strength, transforming it into a giant thorny warhammer, which he smashed directly down towards Gu Qing.

Gu Qing stepped back, and the two undead guards who rushed in were instantly smashed to pieces.

The next moment, Gu Qing swiftly rushed in front of Wang Jian, and held the Netherworld Soul Scythe in his hand directly to Wang Jian's neck.

Feeling the chill creeping down his neck, Wang Jian gave a wry smile and released his grip: "I lost."

As Wang Jian conceded defeat, the protective shield fell, and the two left the arena.

Not far away, a high-ranking priest waved his staff, releasing two beams of light that enveloped Gu Qing and Wang Jian.

Both of them instantly regained their full potential.

This is a high-ranking priest transferred from the school, who will ensure that the freshmen are in top condition after each arena match, and that they are in full strength for every battle.

"That's it? I didn't expect it to be over so quickly!"

"I thought the two of them would at least be evenly matched, but I didn't expect Wang Jian to be suppressed by Gu Qing the whole time."

"Yes, I originally thought Gu Qing's combat strength was supported by the undead, but his own combat strength is not weak either. The black armor has too high defense."

The surrounding freshmen were buzzing with discussion, and then their gazes fell on Zhu Xingtong, Zhu Miaolian, and Lin Qinghan.

Right now, the three of them are probably the most likely to challenge Gu Qing and win.

However, none of the three made a move, as if they had no interest in challenging Gu Qing.

At this moment, Zhu Xingtong, who was in the crowd, gave Zhao Tianshi a wink.

Zhao Tian's expression darkened slightly. He had originally intended to challenge Gu Qing to avenge his previous defeat, but he hadn't expected Gu Qing's combat strength to have increased so much.

However, in order to prove himself in front of Zhu Xingtong, Zhao Tian decided to challenge Gu Qing.

"At worst, we'll use that secret technique!"

Zhao Tian gritted his teeth, looked at Gu Qing, and said directly, "I want to challenge Gu Qing!"

The surrounding freshmen immediately turned around, saw Zhao Tian, ​​and began to discuss among themselves.

"No way, how dare Zhao Tian challenge Gu Qing? Has he forgotten how Gu Qing pinned him down on the ring and humiliated him a month ago?"

"Not necessarily. I heard that Zhao Tian has mastered two Berserker skills, which has greatly increased his strength."

"Let's see, maybe there's hope. Berserkers are quite suitable for arena battles."

Zhao Tian looked at Gu Qing with resentment: "Gu Qing! I was just careless last time."

He raised his hand and pointed towards the ring.

"This time, I won't give you another chance to make a move."

Gu Qing glanced at him only once before turning and walking back to the arena.

"Then let's go."

These three short words made Zhao Tian's face grow even uglier.

He leaped onto the ring.

After the referee confirmed the challenge was valid, the protective light barrier rose again, separating the two people from the outside world.

The competition begins!

Zhao Tian did not test him at all.

Blood surged from his body, rapidly spreading along his chest to cover his shoulders, back, and limbs, condensing into a thick, blood-red armor.

Compared to last time, the blood patterns on the surface of the armor are denser and the luster is deeper.

He gripped the silver broadsword tightly with both hands, and his blood and energy surged wildly into the blade.

The entire longsword trembled, and blood spread from the hilt all the way to the blade.

"Zhao Tian used his original combat technique right from the start?"

"He doesn't intend for Gu Qing to summon the undead!"

"Berserkers are already strong in terms of burst damage, and if this strike lands, the necromancer simply won't be able to withstand it."

Before the murmurs had even died down, Zhao Tian had already shattered the stone slab beneath his feet and leaped high into the air.

"Blood Moon Heavy Slash!"

The long sword slashed down.

A crimson blade, several meters long, pressed down on Gu Qing's head. Before the blade even reached him, a straight crack had already appeared in the arena floor.

The noise from the audience immediately disappeared.

Gu Qing neither summoned Gu Yi nor opened the undead space.

There was no retreat.

Black mist rose from his body and instantly condensed into Netherworld Armor, enveloping his entire body.

A crimson blade of light slashed down head-on!

boom!

The two forces collided, and a violent shockwave rippled outwards, slamming hard against the protective light barrier.

The stone slab beneath Gu Qing's feet cracked, causing the black soul armor to vibrate continuously, with ripples spreading across its surface.

However, no cracks appeared.

Zhao Tian's hands, gripping the sword, went numb, and the crimson sword light gradually dispersed before the Soul Armor.

His eyes widened, and the fierce look on his face froze.

How is that possible?

During their last encounter, although Gu Qing's soul armor blocked the Blood Moon Heavy Slash, it was far from as easy as it is now.

Gu Qing wasn't serious at all when she fought him for the first time!

The thought had barely crossed Gu Qing's mind when he raised his right hand.

A surge of intense spiritual energy flowed into his palm, and a jet-black scythe handle quickly materialized.

A ghostly blue light flowed along the scythe blade, its sharpness pointing directly at Zhao Tian.

Zhao Tian's expression changed, and he immediately drew his sword and retreated.

late.

Gu Qing unleashed a burst of power from his feet.

Swift Step!

His figure passed directly over the still-lingering crimson blade light and instantly appeared in front of Zhao Tian.

Zhao Tian only had time to raise his silver broadsword.

The Netherworld Soul Scythe has already been unleashed.

clang!

The silver sword broke in half.

The severed half of the blade spun out, crashed into the protective light barrier, and bounced off the edge of the arena.

The Soul Scythe did not stop.

The black scythe tore through the Blood Frenzy Armor, and the blood-red patterns on the armor went out one after another, severing from Zhao Tian's chest all the way down to his shoulders and neck.

Soul power flowed into the body through the opening.

Zhao Tian didn't even get a sound out before his body froze on the spot, and the hand holding the broken half of the knife lost its strength.

The sickle continued its slash toward his neck.

hum!

The arena's magic array instantly determines a fatal outcome.

The white light descended first, enveloping Zhao Tian's entire body and teleporting him directly away from the scythe.

boom!

Zhao Tian fell outside the ring, his broken sword rolling several meters away.

The blood-red armor that covered his entire body completely dissipated, and he lay on the ground, still staring at Gu Qing on the arena, his face filled with disbelief.

Lost!

Lost so quickly!

Even faster than last time!

A surge of intense humiliation welled up, causing Zhao Tian's eyes to redden.

The surrounding freshmen were stunned by what they saw.

No one expected this outcome.

Gu Qing actually killed Zhao Tian in an instant!