Chapter 42 Ancient Emperor's Tomb

"Fall back, wait for the enemy to enter Liu Yang's attack range." Han Jiangxue commanded the team members.

The three-team alliance had been established, but no "leader" had been selected. The three teams were not integrated but merely cooperating.

Currently, the three teams were searching for special weapons on the second underground level when they encountered an ancient martial army.

In fact, judging by the number of people, calling it an "army" was a bit inappropriate; "squad" would be more like it.

This ancient martial army was a melee team led by an ancient martial general, with no ranged archers, which delighted everyone.

Seeing that Liu Yang was about to repeat his old trick, Han Jiangxue hurriedly ordered her teammates to retreat. She then said to Cai Yao, the commander from Jinmen, "Once they enter your Shadow Array range, I'll attack them with lightning first. This will make it easier for Liu Yang."

Cai Yao nodded, indicating she understood Han Jiangxue's plan.

An agile ancient martial general and one paralyzed by electricity were not in the same league in terms of combat power.

Han Jiangxue's Lightning Chains were Gold-quality Star Techniques, with unparalleled damage output, ranking among the best even compared to all the output Star Techniques of this generation, not to mention the added paralysis effect of "Lightning Chains."

The two shield warriors from Jinmen retreated while throwing faint shadows around them.

Liu Yang gripped the dagger in his hand, his eyes locked on the approaching Gold-level Boss, the ancient martial general. His fighting spirit was high, a far cry from his usual cheap-mouthed appearance.

"Shen Xing, you go." Xiong Chumo stopped his own team's magic-type, Qi Yan, who was about to move, and turned to order the slender agility-type, instructing, "Wait for Han Jiangxue's Lightning Chains to pass before going in, be careful not to get hurt."

Shen Xing nodded almost imperceptibly. She was extremely tall, also over 180cm, almost as tall as Xia Yan, but her limbs were more slender, a visible talent.

Whether Shen Xing was still or moving, her figure always gave a feeling of elusiveness, carrying a special rhythm, swaying slightly.

"Xia Yan, you go, be careful." Han Jiangxue said casually.

The three teams were allies, cooperating with each other, but they were all 18- or 19-year-olds. Since becoming Awakened, they had been training and fighting day and night, and their competitive spirit was extremely strong.

Shen Xing turned her head, her ponytail swaying, and her cold, star-like eyes looked at Xia Yan, only to see Xia Yan's hand gripping the hilt of the giant blade behind her back.

Seeing this, the corners of Shen Xing's mouth turned up slightly.

Xia Yan felt the other's gaze, turned her head, and saw Shen Xing twirling the fighting blade in her right hand.

Both of them crouched slightly, poised to strike.

Han Jiangxue's Chain Lightning was like the starting signal of a race. The moment the Chain Lightning crackled, Shen Xing and Xia Yan darted out at the same time.

The Chain Lightning shuttled back and forth through the ancient martial army, severely damaging a group of tall and burly figures, and their movements also became slightly stiff.

The figures of Xia Yan from Beijiang and Shen Xing from Cainan sped forward like felines.

However, no matter how fast a feline is... it can't compare to a ghostly phantom.

Liu Yang from Jinmen was the first to arrive on the battlefield. The moment he flickered out of the shadows, a bloody massacre began.

A sharp dagger flashing with cold light, coupled with a ghostly figure flashing and shuttling, became a nightmare for the ancient martial army.

Two seconds later, Xia Yan and Shen Xing entered the fray. The group of ancient martial soldiers, paralyzed by electricity, were like clay chickens and pottery dogs, routed by the trio.

This scene was watched by the whole nation, causing shock and amazement!

Were these really just children below the Nebula stage? Facing an army led by a Gold-level Boss ancient martial general, these high school students were beating up elementary school students, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Was this even a fight?

It was simply a massacre...

Su Rou's live broadcast room was also going crazy. The die-hard fans of Beijiang felt that they had really latched onto a golden thigh this time! This year, they could probably break their historical best record!

"Am I even watching a competition? Why are some people beaten to the point of crying by the ancient martial army, wishing they could kneel down and kowtow, while others are beating the crap out of the ancient martial army?"

"Who the hell told me that this is still the age of magic-types dominating? Look at these agility-types, their output is explosive, okay?"

"This Liu Yang is too much, right? This strong? Holy crap, this girl is called Shen Xing, right? Is her stage name 'Grasshopper'?"

"She's flying on the walls! Running sideways on the wall? And she's carrying a head in her hand? A... a god!"

"Wuwuwu~ My Yan-shen is so cool, her girlfriend power is overflowing, she feels so safe, I want to be in her arms and whine~"

"Beijiang's number one tomboy: Xia *seeking a fight, no dodging allowed* Yan."

"Cainan's number one thief: Shen *will climb walls whenever possible* Xing."

"Jinmen's number one cripple: Liu *just flickering, never walking* Yang."

"The number one person this year is also Yu Qinghua from Nanyue. Little Yin Flower is also an agility-type, I'm afraid... the era of magic-types dominating for nearly ten years is coming to an end!"

"Magic-types are dead, agility-types shall rise! The year is Bing Shen, the world is auspicious!"

"Magic-types are dogs! Ranged output is trash!"

"Melee! Show off your skills! That's the romance of a Star Warrior!"

"Agility-types! Agility-types! Agility-types!"

In the Ancient Emperor's Tomb, the Gold-level Boss ancient martial general was severely wounded, stabbed by Liu Yang, but he stubbornly refused to fall. Watching his subordinates being slaughtered one by one, the ancient martial general finally went berserk, activating a frenzy Star Technique, his speed suddenly increasing dramatically!

Moreover, he was holding a battle spear in his hand, and seemed to have activated the Star Technique, Burst, obviously using the Star Technique to infuse his own Star Power into the battle spear, exchanging the weapon's durability for damage.

Xia Yan's giant blade slammed horizontally in front of her, and the Gold-level ancient martial general thrust at her with his spear, hitting Xia Yan's steel giant blade squarely.

If it weren't for Xia Yan's good defense, her head would probably have been pierced at this moment.

Even so, Xia Yan's body slid backward under the force, her arms numb, and she lost control for a moment.

Xia Yan had killed Gold-level creatures from other dimensions before; the Ape-Ghost King was Gold-level.

Compared to the Ape-Ghost King, the ancient martial general was not as strong in terms of physical quality alone.

Whether it was strength, speed, or ferocity, this ancient martial general was not as violent as the Ape-Ghost King. It could be said that he was completely crushed by the Ape-Ghost King in terms of physical attributes.

Could it be that he was rated Gold-level because of multiple Silver-quality Star Techniques, and even more so because of his leadership skills?

But at this moment, his leadership skills were useless, because his subordinates had been sneak-attacked and wiped out.

Liu Yang's flickering figure finally stopped. All the soldiers of the ancient martial army were dead, and the shadows in the corridor had disappeared. He had very little Star Power left in his body.

He was a typical high-burst, high-output, but not durable, happy assassin.

Naturally, his own people cared about their own people. Cai Yao waved her hands, and pale blue stars fell from the sky, hitting Liu Yang on the head.

Liu Yang couldn't help but moan happily, his body pierced by stars, and the Star Power in his body rose wildly.

Thump.

Shen Xing also landed, casually throwing the head she was carrying on the ground, her slender figure drifting erratically in the dark corridor, her cold, star-like eyes looking at Xia Yan, who was facing the Gold-level Boss head-on.

Although everyone was an agility-type, in this high school stage, agility-types were not specifically divided into professions, but it was obvious that Liu Yang and Shen Xing were not the same style as Xia Yan.

In the future, after entering university or a special team, these people should take different career paths.

Jiang Xiao didn't want his side to lose face, and shouted, "Go, Xia Yan!"

Hearing Jiang Xiao's words, Xia Yan's beautiful eyes peeked out from behind the giant blade, and she charged forward without hesitation: "I couldn't ask for more."

This ancient martial general was already seriously injured. If she couldn't take him down, Xia Yan would lose face.

The others looked at each other. A single sentence made a person charge towards a Gold-level Boss without reservation. What kind of trust was this?

The Jinmen and Cainan teams realized that this nine-star little poison-milk seemed to carry more weight than they had imagined.

The tall ancient martial general was scarred, and each movement shed a rain of blood.

He didn't know why the enemy had suddenly changed their style, switching from defense to offense, but he knew that the opportunity had come!

A breakthrough! It was right here!

The ancient martial general gripped his battle spear, just as he was about to thrust forward...

Swish!

The light of Blessing, so dazzling.

And it wasn't just a beam of light, but a series of Blessings.

The ancient martial general's forward thrust froze in place. Beneath his spear, Xia Yan was crouching and thrusting forward, the giant blade in her hand piercing the ancient martial general from bottom to top.

Piercing his heart wasn't enough, his head was soon chopped off by Xia Yan, finally allowing everyone to breathe a sigh of relief.

The corridor was littered with corpses. The three teams looked at each other, several agility-types sweating profusely, looking at each other, seeming to find this alternative competition interesting.

As for the distribution of spoils, the three teams did need to carefully consider it.

In the end, the three teams decided on an interesting rule.

Whichever team was the leader, the Star Beads would be left to that team.

And the leadership team would rotate. This time it was Jinmen, next time it would be Beijiang, and then Cainan. The leadership team had to play its due role, and the other two teams would assist.

This suggestion was made by Cai Yao, the commander from Jinmen. It was not difficult to imagine what kind of purpose was hidden behind such a decision.

And all three teams agreed to this rule.

The only exception was when they encountered a Gold-level Boss alliance; there would be no rotation of leadership teams.

Hmm,

Lead what? Lead the escape?

Zhang Qinzhou, the Jinmen shield warrior, identified the direction and continued to lead the group forward, saying, "What if we want to get a special weapon? Do we also take turns getting it?"