Chapter 125: Grenade!

In the midst of a crowd, a total of more than ten people gathered outside the shop, separating into factions in a makeshift courtyard built with wooden stakes, discussing pre-battle strategies.

Of course, for one side, it felt more like a simple debate over who would strike first, after all…

“Miss Vilyric, let me handle this. In battle, fists have no eyes. If you accidentally kill your opponent…”

“Hey, what do you mean by that? Are you holding a grudge?”

“I just accidentally sent you flying twice! Not everyone is as freaky as you, whose attack power seems to cheat the system and spiral through realms without a care! When we were training newbies, you were still practicing your horse stance!”

Despite the complaints from the priestess named Vilyric, Murong Yun across from her clearly had no intention of conceding on this topic, immediately countering with righteous fervor.

“That’s incorrect. I’m just an ordinary person bearing a bit of legacy. And one must understand that everyone out in the world has a trump card or two. Miss Vilyric’s power is overwhelmingly great; what may seem like a little mistake to you could turn into a life-or-death crisis for your opponent.”

“You take life too lightly; that’s an attitude problem.”

“Ha? Isn’t this just you harboring grudges? I’m a priest, not a murderous maniac! Besides, they clearly see you as a leading officer; if you strike, aren’t you bullying the younger generation?”

Just as the two were at an impasse over who should go first and take down the opponent, an unexpected voice suddenly rang out from not far away.

“Alright, I’ll take care of it.”

They turned to see, to their surprise, a certain individual with magnificent silver hair, who, due to her “Innate Spirit Body” constitution, was judged to be absolutely incapable of any cultivation – Princess Ling.

“Hen, are you really going to fight?”

Murong Yun couldn’t help but show astonishment.

“If Princess Hen wants to make a move, I have no objections, but as far as I know, spirit users are incapable of using any spirit power to refine their bodies or perform magical techniques. Can you really engage in battle? Do take your opponent seriously.”

This was indeed not a lie.

Back when they were at Peach Blossom Peak, Vilyric had already checked Hen’s body with her approval. Just as the rumors said, this constitution named “Innate Spirit Body” was unable to mobilize or absorb any spirit power for personal use.

Her body was like a completely insulated and resilient vessel, able to contain an enormous amount of spirit power, transporting and transferring it through her body, but she could hardly manipulate a single bit.

Vilyric wasn’t sure how to describe this situation, but if she had to, perhaps the term “porter” would be the most fitting.

In this world, where everything, from tiny talismans to the completely antithetical existence of “Evil Demons,” required the absorption of spirit power to function, someone who couldn’t use spirit power was almost entirely removed from the realm of combat.

Hearing Murong Yun’s doubts, the silver-haired girl met his gaze calmly, rare for her to offer a brief explanation.

“There are many ways to fight; what you know is only one of them.”

“Well… alright, please be careful, your highness. Don’t strain yourself.”

Although the girl’s tone remained calm, Murong Yun felt like he was under some terrifying pressure as he backed down immediately, and Vilyric, who had been eager to fight before, also showed no intention of stopping Hen.

Though she was certainly a bit intrigued by these overly confident folks of the “Shocking God Sect,” that interest was dwarfed by her attention towards Hen.

To be honest, Vilyric had long wanted a chance to explore this Princess Ling, who shared the same name as her friend from the game, and bore striking similarities in behavior and personality, yet possessed a different set of memories, identity, and stance; she simply hadn’t found a good opportunity.

After all, she couldn’t just jump into the fray and spar with Hen, that would be too obvious. Currently, Hen likely hadn’t even reached level 10, and any information obtained from mere inquiries would be very limited.

With no objections, the silver-haired girl gracefully stepped forward as Miss Xiao Kong, holding the white cat, shot a glance filled with disdain, quickly meeting the gaze of the opposing combatant that had already been appointed.

“Shocking God Sect Liu Quan, please advise.”

“Hen.”

With no flair, they briefly exchanged names, and the battle immediately began.

The Liu Quan who took on the challenge first was a stout youth with a somewhat simple face and a crew cut.

Although he was tall and among the eight the most robust, the aura he emanated was quite weak compared to Hen, who, even without being able to use spirit power, barely concealed a terrifying amount of power that felt like being totally crushed.

Well… in Miss Vilyric’s words, he was basically fodder.

Of course, if one truly treated him like a weakling and let their guard down, there was an 80% probability it would backfire terribly.

It’s not uncommon to see a pig pretending to eat a tiger, after all.

Standing relatively further back, the priestess cast a glance at the Shocking God Sect’s master, who casually peeked out from the window on the second floor of the tea restaurant with a head on display, her lips curling up in slight amusement.

“Show me what you’ve got, Hen.”

“Ha!”

Seeing the silver-haired girl standing still, seemingly waiting for Liu Quan to initiate the attack, the latter didn’t hesitate, promptly leaping forward, disregarding the fact that he was facing a young woman, running with arms outstretched, as if planning to catch her in a bear hug!

In a blink, he crossed the ten-meter distance, almost reaching the girl.

However, just as he was about to make contact with Hen…

The latter suddenly vanished from her spot.

Of course, it wasn’t that Princess Ling had used some incredible magical technique; she couldn’t actually use any special abilities that required spirit power, or energy.

So… she just simply and unpretentiously flew up.

An approximately meter-long silver shuttle had silently appeared under the silver-haired girl’s feet, lifting her gracefully as the opponent was about to strike, carrying her up into the air several meters above.

A faint glow surrounded the girl’s feet, seemingly permanently affixing her to the silver shuttle, no matter how fast she moved, she wouldn’t fall off.

“?”

Liu Quan, experienced in combat, instantly understood Hen’s movement, quickly looked up to locate her but before he could act or attempt to strike the floating enemy above, a small metal sphere suddenly fell from the sky, rolling with a “ding ding ding” to land beside his feet.

Then…

“Boom!!!!!!!!!!”

Explosive flames and noises erupted, completely engulfing the man who was just a short distance away.

The surging shockwave surged outward, leaving the area in complete silence.

“…”

Feeling the shockwave hit him, unlike the equally dumbfounded Murong Yun and Miss Xiao Kong, Vilyric soon seemed to grasp something profound.

It couldn’t be mistaken, that thing… was an item from “Illusory World.”

Though it was merely a fleeting glance, with her divine race’s dynamic vision, Vilyric could clearly see Hen retrieving it from the ring on her finger, casually yet precisely tossing it down.

   

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