Summoners: One Golden Term per Level

"Hmm, as expected, sister-in-law is still the best. That Tron really doesn’t look like much!"

"It’s better to be cautious. This guy’s profession feels like that of an Assassin type, but sister-in-law’s profession is that of a Warlock.

If it were in the wild, a Warlock would certainly not fear an Assassin, but in the arena, a Warlock’s abilities are harder to exert!"

Swish swish swish!!

The next moment.

The sound of cutting through the air rang out, as many people saw a flash of blood light in an instant.

Boom!

A violent collision sound erupted. A huge Resistance Fire Ring appeared at Su Muyu’s feet, and a streak of blood light was suddenly struck out.

"It’s the Resistance Fire Ring, sister-in-law’s reaction is truly amazing! She can swiftly use the Resistance Fire Ring at such speed!"

Tron, bounced back by the terrifying force, was not disappointed, only sneered coldly, "Nice reaction! But that’s all you have!"

At this time, flames rose around Su Muyu, and an array suddenly appeared beside her.

She doesn’t like talking trash while fighting, preferring to keep it for after the battle—a lot more satisfying than shouting during the fight.

Tron sensed the terrifying aura about to appear and his expression changed.

Though lecherous, he wasn’t foolish, and the next moment, he clenched his palm.

"Blood Control!"

Originally on the verge of summoning the ’Flame Demon Commander,’ Su Muyu suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

The power within her instinctively stalled, even causing the Resistance Fire Ring to dim.

Let alone the incomplete summoning array, which was suddenly interrupted.

"Cain’s Thorn!"

Instantly.

Tron disappeared from his original position, reappearing behind Su Muyu.

Blood lights around him transformed into a giant thorn, fiercely stabbing towards the back of Su Muyu’s head.

"Not good!"

Tang Yann couldn’t help but shout loudly.

The rest also exclaimed in surprise.

It was evident that Tron had just disrupted Su Muyu’s battle rhythm using a skill.

Fang Ruxue, however, merely remarked calmly, "Relax, if Su Muyu were so easily dispatched.

She wouldn’t be worthy of being my nemesis."

"Die!" Tron’s face twisted with fury, his mouth showing all of his sharp teeth.

But the next moment.

As if prepared well in advance, gathered black energy had already formed into a shield.

With a clang, sounding like metal clashing, Cain’s Thorn and the suddenly appearing shield both shattered simultaneously.

Su Muyu, who had previously shown signs of pain, had already regained composure.

Her foot shifted, putting distance between herself and Tron once again.

"Evil Power Whip!"

And at this time, she was already clutching a long whip in her palm. Like a python attacking, countless whip shadows flew towards Tron in an instant.

’Bang bang bang bang!’

Facing the impenetrable whip shadows, Tron could only utilize his defense skills, and his equipment began to shine.

Transforming instantly into a shield adorned with countless special runes.

Like a dull drumbeat simultaneously resounding.

"Tron, be careful!"

A sudden shout came from the audience.

Tron, just reacting, saw a huge hand composed of lava and rock grabbing him.

’Crack crack~’

Everyone watched as the shield blocking countless whip shadows frantically cracked, with the cracks spreading like a spiderweb across the entire shield.

"Blood Explosion!"

The next moment.

A blood-red explosion forcibly stalled the advance of the Flame Demon Commander.

"Fire of Evil Power!"

"Blood Illusion!"

Tron instantly responded, his body splitting in two, transforming into two blood-red illusions.

Simultaneously, a massive fireball attacked.

Among the two blood-red illusions, the one struck by the Fire of Evil Power suddenly disintegrated.

In an instant.

Tron seized this opportunity to retreat madly, laughing loudly, "You attacked the wrong one!"

But barely taking two steps back, he felt a force blocking his retreat.

"Boom!"

A dazzling blast of emerald green fire erupted, accompanied by the sound of an explosion, its terrifying impact halting Tron’s retreat.

The previously repelled Flame Demon Commander followed closely, with countless green flames surrounding Tron, once again blocking his escape.

"Damn! When was this Fire Thunder planted!"

"At least during the battle it wasn’t planted."

"How is that possible?"

...

Those who had been focused on the battle were also startled by the Fire Thunder.

As no one knew when the Fire Thunder was planted.

But quickly someone explained, a professor’s voice spreading around.

"When Tron used a professional skill to influence Su Muyu, arriving behind her.

She had already planted it."

"What? But how is it that it was precisely in the place where Tron retreated?" a student queried.

"It shows that even Tron’s movements were within Su Muyu’s calculations."

His words left everyone speechless. How could that be?

Could Tron really be her puppet?

"Keep watching, Su Muyu’s combat can be called master of rhythm.

Now Tron is being maneuvered step by step by her, thinking he can resist.

Learn well. I didn’t expect to see such an outstanding combat talent at this age."

A teacher also saw the hint.

At this moment.

Everyone saw Tron struggling to escape the fiery perimeter, constantly blocked by skills.

Only watching helplessly as the fire ring surrounding him continued to tighten.

Much like an insect caught in a spider’s web, no matter how hard you struggle, you can only use all your strength, waiting for death!

On the judge’s stand.

Song Zhi’s eyes also showed amazement, Su Muyu’s combat rhythm was terrifying, "Even though Su Muyu made some mistakes, it seems this is the end."

Tron no longer had any power to resist, on the screen, the fire ring had already closed in.

"It’s not over yet, but Tron is about to use his trump card."

Balun said softly, having long investigated this enemy’s family background.

In an instant, surrounded by the fire ring, Tron gritted his teeth, roaring, "Disperse!"

The next moment.

Countless bats erupted from Tron’s body, rushing out of the fire ring, even though many were burned and shrieked in distress, some bats still managed to escape.

The bats were ready to gather together.

But a cold voice rang out, "Just waiting for this moment, Fireworks Frenzy!"

"Evil Fire: Flame Cage!!"

Instantly.

The prepared Flame Demon Commander spewed out countless flames, enveloping the bats.

Simultaneously.

The previously collapsed giant fireball did not disappear, the remaining green flames quickly condensed into small cages.

That seemed to await these bats, covering them one by one.

"Screech!"

"Screech~"

Countless bats let out sharp cries of pain.

In an instant.

Balun, who was confident about the quick battle, suddenly froze.

Song Zhi also faltered; was that truly not a mistake?

Could Su Muyu have the ability to predict, was the fireball her planned contingency?

"Let me go, let me go!"

Among the bats, Tron’s voice emerged from one, no longer audacious.

Su Muyu spoke calmly, "Can’t even beat the second, and you challenge my husband?"

"Is this the arrogance of America?"

"Trash mouth, lecherous, shameless enough to pursue someone already taken like sticky plaster, getting mad when rejected.

The key is his strength isn’t strong."

"Seems American men are nothing special."

"I heard recently American women are doing everything possible to join Wu Xia, I was puzzled at first.

Turns out the American men are soft-bodied?"

Su Muyu’s words sent the entire martial arts arena into excitement.

"I like this trash-talking beauty!"

"You like bullshit, that’s Brother Shen’s! Plus, it’s not trash talk, just returning your words."

"From now on, Su Muyu is my goddess, that comeback was awesome."

Su Muyu spoke coldly, "My husband doesn’t mind, it’s generosity, but I’m different, I’m a little woman.

If this weren’t school, you think you’d still be alive? Ridiculous!"

With that.

Su Muyu fiercely squeezed, wrapping all bats in flames except the previously vocal one.

Finally, she harshly smashed the single bat to the ground, ignoring the situation, and turned to leave the arena.