A great adventure in the world of immortal cultivation

Water spiritual root bonus, 94/90, failed.

Xiao Huohuo: That’s it?

Jeanne: KP, could you please translate for me what "No Longer Holding Back" means? (annoyed)

KP: Emmmmm.

Han Buli: Han Ning'er is really not in a good state today. Lao Xiao, did you secretly give her some drugs?

Xiao Huohuo: (pinches nose)

Romeo: Maybe sister Ning'er is really having her period, Lao Xiao, please be more considerate to her.

Xiao Huohuo: It’s none of my business. Even if she really has her period, the battle is ruthless in the ring. She is just unlucky to meet me.

Han Buli: Le, a straight man.

Xiao Huohuo: Counter the Thunder Curse, 85/(100-10), success.

Thunder Spirit Root bonus, 12/(60-10), success.

KP: The next second, countless ice arrows launched, shooting towards Xiao Huohuo in the center. Although these ice arrows didn't seem to deal much damage, their sheer number put Xiao Huohuo in a difficult position. He had no choice but to dodge them while simultaneously summoning his spiritual power and lighting up the sky to counter them.

Ice Prison Damage: [7d3:1, 3, 3, 3, 3, 2, 2] = 17.

落雷咒伤害:（【1d5:4】＋5）*1.3=11。

Xiao Huohuo's HP: 14-6=8.

KP: Then, amidst a loud explosion, the Thunder Curse shattered some of the ice arrows, but it still couldn't stop the 360-degree attack. Xiao Huohuo finally felt a pain in his back, and while dodging and rolling, he was hit by an ice arrow on each of his buttocks.

Xiao Huohuo: I'm a little angry.jpg.

Xiao Huohuo: The Burning Technique will definitely succeed.

Fire spiritual root bonus, 63/(70+16), success.

KP: The exciting moment of close combat finally arrived. Xiao Huohuo shouted loudly and rushed to Han Ning'er at full speed. He punched up and down with the shape of the sun. With the help of the flaming step, the attack was terrifying. Before the attack hit, the fierce fist wind had already blown away Han Ning'er's long hair in front of her forehead.

Han Ning'er: Ice Curse Sword, 69/80, success.

Water spiritual root bonus, 1/90, great success.

Xiao Huohuo:Ah?

Romeo: Is Sister Ning'er using diode dice?

Han Buli: Le, Lao Xiao is about to overturn.

Joan of Arc: You did a great job, Dice girl, you did a great job!

KP: Great success damage increased by 50%.

焚诀伤害:（【1d5:5】＋5＋20）*1.3=39。

冰咒剑伤害:（【1d10:2】＋10）*1.5*1.3=23。

Han Ning'er's HP: 26-16=10.

KP: So, even though Han Ning'er accurately grasped the opportunity for confrontation and instantly condensed her sword, Xiao Huohuo's Burning Technique after opening the second gear was still too overbearing. It completely shattered Han Ning'er's ice sword in just one blow and knocked her out.

Xiao Huohuo: Fortunately, I am more skilled.jpg.

Jeanne: Damn, even with the great success plus attribute restraint, I can't beat you. What kind of B-value are you? (Pointing and gesturing)

Han Buli: The numerical value is exactly why Lao Xiao became the king. (Music)

……

Round four.

Han Ning'er's HP: 10+1=11.

Han Ning'er's MP: 23+2=25.

KP: After three rounds of fierce fighting, the physical strength of both sides has dropped to the dangerous level. If nothing unexpected happens, this will be the final round.

Han Ning'er: Ice Prison, 75/90, success.

Water spiritual root bonus, 3890, success.

KP: Then, it was still the familiar Ice Prison that started, with countless ice arrows surrounding Xiao Huohuo again. Han Ning'er urged her spiritual power, and this attack was bound to succeed.

Xiao Huohuo: Take a gamble!

Xiao Huohuo: Dodge, 17/(40-10), success.

Xiao Huohuo: Okay, okay!

KP: At the critical moment, Xiao Huohuo unleashed 300% of his agility. He first dodged the horizontal attack with a dog pounce, then rolled twice to avoid the pursuit from above, and finally did a somersault and jumped over the dragon gate, actually escaping from the airtight arrow formation!

Han Buli: Are you the agile dog in the mountains?

Xiao Huohuo: (annoyed)

KP: After rushing out of the arrow formation, Xiao Huohuo didn't hesitate at all. He seized the opportunity and rushed directly towards Han Ning'er.

Han Ning'er:……!

Xiao Huohuo: Ah! Good! I win!

KP: Seeing the panic and surprise flashing across Han Ning'er's eyes, Xiao Huohuo showed a victorious smile on his face.

Xiao Huohuo: The Burning Technique will definitely succeed.

Fire spiritual root bonus, 60/(70+16), success.

焚诀伤害:（【1d5:3】＋5＋20）*1.3=36。

Han Ning'er: Ice Curse Sword, 71/80, success.

Water spiritual root bonus, 13/90, success.

冰咒剑伤害:（【1d10:2】＋10）*1.3*1.3=20。

KP: The ice sword took shape again in Han Ning'er's hands, but due to the haste, its power was half a point weaker than the previous round. How could it withstand Xiao Huohuo's unstoppable full-strength attack?

KP: So, without any surprise, the ice sword formed by spiritual power was completely shattered after less than half a second. Xiao Huohuo's fist continued to move forward and attacked Han Ning'er's abdomen. The outcome was decided... No, not yet!

Ding!

KP: Suddenly, a clear sound of a sword rang out, and Xiao Huohuo felt a huge force blocking his way. His fists were only half an inch away from Han Ning'er's abdomen, but he could not move forward at all!

Xiao Huohuo:?

KP: Under Xiao Huohuo's astonished gaze, a pool of blue light shone in front of Han Ning'er—a deep blue longsword, its blade three feet long and chilling. Undoubtedly, it was a high-quality magical flying sword! It was precisely because of this flying sword's sudden appearance that Han Ning'er successfully withstood Xiao Huohuo's Burning Technique.

Fang Yuan: Oh? Is this the Han family's top-grade magical weapon, the Zhanhan Sword? Seeing is believing.

KP: Above, Fang Yuan exclaimed and explained the origin of this sword.

Xiao Huohuo: Bull Demon, it's fine if it's a top-grade technique, but why did he also bring a top-grade magic weapon? I'm still fighting for it!

Joan of Arc: Le, my stinky brother, your efforts are worthless compared to your financial ability.

Han Buli: KP, you are going too far. Now Lao Xiao has really become a clown.

Xiao Huohuo:?

KP: Don't panic, it's just a cutscene. The final result won't be affected. By the way, Xiao Huohuo, you should first pass the observation without level suppression.

Xiao Huohuo: You'd better be.

Xiao Huohuo: Observation, 85/50, failure.

KP: Okay, so your attention at this moment is attracted by the Zhan Han Sword in front of Han Ning'er, and you didn't notice the other different gazes from outside the field and in the air.

Han Buli: They've all been named. (Laughing)

KP: So, the Burning Art was blocked by the Zhanhan Sword. Xiao Huohuo was pushed several meters back by the recoil, a bitter smile spreading across his face. After missing what he thought was a sure-win attack, he would face Han Ning'er's Ice Prison counterattack in the next round. Even if he could successfully dodge it again, the Burning Art probably wouldn't be able to penetrate the Zhanhan Sword's defense. This match, he had no chance of winning.

Xiao Huohuo: A bitter smile? Wrong, right now I just want to kick KP's ass and teeth with my pointed boots!

KP: (half annoyed) However, what surprised Xiao Huohuo was that, despite being in the advantageous position, Han Ning'er's face showed neither the joy of having survived a disaster nor the elation of having secured victory. She simply frowned, her eyes a complex expression of surprise, dissatisfaction, and... annoyance?

Joan of Arc: I feel like this Zhanhan Sword has a story.

Xiao Huohuo: What? She even dislikes the top-grade magical weapon?

KP: Looking at the invincible Zhan Han Sword in front of her, Han Ning'er pursed her lips and did not urge it to attack Xiao Huohuo. Instead, after a long silence, she simply waved her hand and put it back into the storage bag.

KP: Then, Han Ning'er looked up at Fang Yuan and spoke softly.

Han Ning'er: I admit defeat in this competition.

Xiao Huohuo:Ah?

KP: Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan above also raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Fang Yuan: This competition doesn't prohibit the use of flying swords, so why did Junior Sister Han admit defeat? Furthermore, if you lose, the rules will deduct 8 points. You should think carefully about this.

KP: Han Ning'er shook her head slightly and didn't intend to explain too much.

Han Ning'er: That doesn't matter... I used a power that I shouldn't have used, so I lost. Please announce the result, senior brother.

Xiao Huohuo: ...(pinches nose)

Han Buli: Fun! This is the way to win after all this time.

Joan of Arc: Tsk, my stinky little brother also got some points.

KP: Well, seeing that Han Ning'er was firm and didn't seem to be joking, Fang Yuan touched his chin and nodded slightly.

Fang Yuan: Since Junior Sister Han insists, then...

Xiao Huohuo: Wait a minute, who said I should accept her defeat?

KP:?

Han Buli: Lao Xiao, you don’t want the 5 points anymore?

Xiao Huohuo: Of course I want it, but I also have my bottom line and dignity. I can take some points, but forget about others.

Joan of Arc: Oh, my little brother also has principles.

KP: So, after hearing that Xiao Huohuo wasn't ready to accept defeat, Han Ning'er was slightly startled and turned around. Fang Yuan also blinked and entered the show mode with an amused smile.

Han Ning'er: Why?

Xiao Huohuo: Hey, you're so nervous asking why? What the hell do you take this fight for? Win is win, lose is lose. I don't care if you have some hidden reasons or simply feel humiliated by a Qi Refining Level 4 opponent like me. The outcome of this battle was created by you and me. The situation is clear now. You have a 100% chance of winning, and you deserve to win. But you're choosing to admit defeat now. That's undoubtedly an insult to this battle, an insult to my efforts. I won't accept it, it's that simple!

Han Buli: That’s fine, Lao Xiao, you have backbone.

Romeo: Look, it's wet.

Xiao Huohuo:?

KP: So, after hearing your thought-provoking speech, Han Ning'er tilted her head in confusion.

Han Ning'er:...I didn't think so much about it, I just didn't want to continue.

Xiao Huohuo: This is how the rich second generation is. You just need to do whatever you want, but we grassroots monks have a lot more things to consider.

Han Ning'er:?

Han Buli: The Ming-style in the groove is still chasing me.

Xiao Huohuo: It’s nothing. Since you don’t want to continue fighting, then I’ll just admit defeat. Anyway, I don’t want to take advantage of this kind of thing that’s just given out of pity.

Han Ning'er: I've already admitted defeat, how can you still admit defeat?

Xiao Huohuo: It’s not up to you to admit defeat. It has to be Senior Brother Fang who says so, right, Senior Brother Fang?

KP: Seeing this, Fang Yuan showed a somewhat strange smile.

Fang Yuan: Tsk tsk tsk, this is really strange. In so many off-site competitions, I have only seen people fighting desperately to win, and I have never seen anyone willing to admit defeat.

Xiao Huohuo: Brother Fang, you have seen it now, the outcome of this battle is already obvious, just declare me the loser!

Han Ning'er: (frowns) No, I was the first to admit defeat, so I should be declared the loser.

Xiao Huohuo: Hey, this is not up to you!

Xiao Huohuo: Fiery Step, 60/(83-10), success.

Xiao Huohuo's HP: 8-10=0.

Xiao Huohuo: Okay, good night Makabaka.