Chapter 19 The Trail of Fire

There was no mistake, he couldn't be mistaken!

Qiao Yu stared intently at the thumb-sized, dark-black flame on the ground.

Next to the dark-black flame were quite a few black ashes.

Qiao Yu was certain that when the Pseudo-Netherworld dungeon collapsed that day, this was the kind of flame burning on Zuo Yu's shield!

At the same time, Qiao Yu's heart was filled with excitement.

Logically speaking, when a dungeon resets, everything should be refreshed.

The appearance of this flame only suggested two possibilities.

First, the power of this flame was so great that it could ignore the power of the dungeon reset.

Second... Zuo Yu was currently in this dungeon! This trace was left by her not long ago!

"Yu-ge, what's wrong?" Yang Xiangdi and Ma Fei also noticed Qiao Yu's abnormality.

"Zuo Yu... might be in this dungeon," Qiao Yu said, his Adam's apple bobbing as he forced out the words with difficulty.

Yang Xiangdi and Ma Fei instantly put away their playful smiles.

They knew what this meant.

"I need to verify something."

Qiao Yu reached out his hand, slowly probing towards the dark-black flame.

*Tzzzzz!*

The dark-black flame seemed to have a life of its own, and as soon as it touched Qiao Yu's body, it began to burn fiercely.

It was as if Qiao Yu's body was its fuel!

"-369!"

"-327!"

Continuous damage values kept appearing above Qiao Yu's head. His entire hand instantly became charred and withered, and the flame burned brighter and brighter, spreading towards Qiao Yu's body like a maggot attached to a bone.

Qiao Yu's expression instantly changed!

"Huff huff huff! Pat pat pat!"

Qiao Yu blew with his mouth, patted with his hand, and even stuck his entire hand into the dirt, but it was no use. The dark-black flame continued to burn.

He finally understood where the ashes next to the flame came from. They were all burned to ashes!

"Damn, there's something wrong with this flame!" Yang Xiangdi wanted to come up and help, but Qiao Yu immediately stopped him.

"Don't come over, this flame is not something we can deal with right now!"

Qiao Yu's entire face was distorted by the firelight.

He was wrong. It wasn't that Zuo Yu was in this dungeon, but that this strange flame was strong enough to ignore the dungeon!

"Ma Fei, give me a sword!" Qiao Yu pointed at his arm and shouted loudly.

The only way now was to cut off his arm to survive. He had no idea how to extinguish the flame. If he continued to delay, his entire body would be burned to ashes by this wisp of fire!

Ma Fei gripped the Transparent Dragon Sword tightly, his expression changing, his whole body trembling slightly.

"Ma Fei, do it! Hurry, if you're a brother, then cut me!" Qiao Yu urged.

"Then I'm really coming!" Ma Fei rushed over with his sword.

Only then did Qiao Yu realize that Ma Fei's expression was actually full of excitement? What the heck, how long has this kid wanted to cut me?

At the critical moment, a round, seed-like thing ran out of Qiao Yu's body.

Immediately afterwards, the dark-black flame dimmed down as if it were a subject seeing its king, and then it was directly absorbed by the seed.

After absorbing the Netherworld Fire, the seed burped and returned directly to Qiao Yu's body.

The flame that posed a threat to Qiao Yu's life disappeared without a trace.

Qiao Yu's pupils shrank instantly, because the seed was the S-grade disposable item he obtained from the Pseudo-Netherworld dungeon - the Netherworld Seed!

If Qiao Yu remembered correctly, that woman Hua Ci seemed to call the dark-black flame on Zuo Yu's shield the Netherworld Fire.

The Netherworld Seed absorbed the Netherworld Fire?

Qiao Yu faintly felt that he had grasped some clues.

"Take this! First Form of the Pingyang Swordplay! A Sword Levels the Yang!"

Just as Qiao Yu was thinking, a terrifyingly fierce sword aura slashed down towards Qiao Yu, scaring him out of his wits.

"Ma Fei, you beast, stop! The fire is out!" Qiao Yu shouted.

"It's too late! I have to cut you with this sword today, even Jesus can't stop me!" Ma Fei's eyes were full of excitement. God knows how long he had been holding back.

"Crap!"

Qiao Yu took out the Moon Blade, and the Ghost Eye Thousand Soldiers Path was activated instantly.

Every movement of Ma Fei was recorded by Qiao Yu, and even every twitch of his muscles was clearly visible to Qiao Yu.

[HP -1800]

"First Form of the Pingyang Swordplay! A Sword Levels the Yang!"

An identical swordplay was unleashed from Qiao Yu's hands, except that he was using a two-meter-long broadsword.

Ma Fei's eyes were full of horror.

*Boom!*

Two identical swordplay techniques collided together, and the entire earth began to tremble, with smoke and dust filling the sky.

After the smoke and dust cleared, two figures appeared.

Ma Fei was unscathed, while Qiao Yu's clothes had several sword marks on them.

Qiao Yu was not surprised by this. Ma Fei's Transparent Dragon Sword had the effect of increasing sword aura and armor-piercing. It was normal for him to be at a disadvantage when he used a swordplay with a blade.

"How is that possible? How could you also know the Pingyang Swordplay? This is an A-grade skill!"

Ma Fei's face was full of curiosity and disbelief.

"After I became a disciple of Headmaster Ji, I pestered him for a long time before he was willing to teach it to me. I've been learning it since the beginning of school, and I've only just barely been able to perform the first form. How do you know it too? You're clearly not a sword cultivator!"

Qiao Yu was shocked and then sincerely happy.

He didn't expect Ma Fei's sword talent to be so high that even Ji Pingyang was moved by his talent.

Then he had the idea of teasing Ma Fei.

"Ahem."

Qiao Yu coughed twice, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Pingyang Swordplay? Headmaster Ji Pingyang taught it to me on the first day of school. Isn't it easy to learn this stuff? You can learn it just by looking at it once."

Qiao Yu was not lying. He really learned it just by looking at it once.

Ma Fei: "..."

Ma Fei was silent, he felt that his worldview had been impacted.

Yang Xiangdi stepped forward and patted Ma Fei on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Ma Fei, it's okay. People's physiques can't be compared. It's like I was once angry for an entire afternoon when I was extremely angry. So it's normal for you to learn slower."

"I don't believe it! This is impossible!" Ma Fei gritted his teeth, "It must be that the first form is too simple. You wait! When I learn the next few moves, I don't believe you can do it too!"

Qiao Yu was amused by these words. Ma Fei was still too young. As long as he had enough health, he could replicate Ji Pingyang's Pingyang Swordplay even if he performed it himself.

Was the S-grade Ghost Eye joking with you?

"According to the scouts on the front lines, three rats from the Red Flame Kingdom have infiltrated our Great Witch Kingdom. I didn't expect that they were three big rats!"

"What do you say? The three princes of the Red Flame Kingdom?"

A mocking voice sounded not far away.

Qiao Yu and the others turned their heads. The person who came was wearing a mask with strange totems on it.

This attire was clearly that of a wizard from the Great Witch Kingdom.

It seemed that the commotion that he and Ma Fei had just made was still a bit too big, and even the wizard of the Great Witch Kingdom had been attracted.

"The three princes condescend to personally infiltrate my Great Witch Kingdom. This humble one is really flattered!"

The wizard walked towards Qiao Yu and the others step by step, his tone full of contempt, not taking Qiao Yu and the others seriously at all.

"Please follow me, three princes. Don't force..."

*Boom!*

Before the wizard could finish his words, a terrifying and violent force swept out from under his feet in an instant.

*Thud.*

The wizard's body was first blown into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

His legs were blown to pieces, and his mask was also thrown away, revealing a lifeless old face.

"Tch, he doesn't even understand the principle that villains die from talking too much. Stupid idiot." Yang Xiangdi leisurely retracted his staff.

If the wizard could still speak, he would definitely scold Yang Xiangdi for not having any martial ethics and for ambushing an old wizard like him!

Qiao Yu stepped forward, picked up the totem mask, and his eyes flickered with a sharp light.

"Ma Fei, Yang Xiangdi, I have a bold idea!"