The apocalypse struck, and I became a druid.

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The shield had just been generated when a massive rock spear, burning with black and red energy waves, slammed into the blood shield like a pillar supporting the sky.

puff!

A thunderous roar resounded.

"Order it for me!!"

Behind the blood shield, Luo Zhen's body was covered with scarlet dragon scales, his face was bulging with veins, and even the soil and stones on the ground were floating up, showing a wave similar to the gravity control of Xuebing.

However, all of these actions were shrouded in a faint bloody light, and their power was less than one-tenth of that of the original Xuebing, making them extremely strange.

The snow cake felt resistance, let out a puzzled "whoosh," and then increased its force.

Immediately following was Luo Zhen's agonizing scream.

Massive amounts of blood gushed wildly in all directions.

The protective shield on the battlefield automatically rises to protect spectators on the periphery from harm.

"It's Luo Zhen! Oh my god, everyone look!"

When the blood mist cleared, the scene on the battlefield left the audience wide-eyed with astonishment.

On the broken, pitted battlefield, Xuebing resembled a general returning from the battlefield. At the end of the 10-meter-long, dark brown rock spear, a small rock spike protruded, impaling a man covered in blood.

To avoid escalating the conflict, Han Ning showed leniency.

Otherwise, the diameter of the rock spear alone would probably have blown Luo Zhen's upper body apart.

The rock spike pierced through Luo Zhen's chest, pinning him firmly to the gun barrel.

Bright red blood gushed down the gun barrel and flowed into the ground, staining a patch of sand red.

"Cough cough~cough cough~"

Luo Zhen struggled incessantly, large swaths of blood mist spreading from his body, attempting to corrode Xuebing's rock spear and break free of his restraints.

However, the more he struggled, the heavier his body felt. His struggles gradually weakened, and he could only lie on the ground, panting heavily.

"I concede..." Luo Zhen's helpless voice rang out from inside the arena.

"Han Ning wins the first match!" Deputy Leader Qian immediately announced the result.

"Snow Biscuit, come back."

"Mwah~"

Snowcake gently pulled out the spear, and Luo Zhen let out a painful roar as a large amount of thick blood was drawn out.

Black Iron-level Awakened beings are physically strong, and even with such a large hole in their body, they will not be seriously injured as long as they receive timely treatment.

"Speaking of which... does this guy really have the strength of a Black Iron level? He seems so weak."

Han Ning looked at the excitedly returning Xuebing, and the rock spear that seemed to shimmer with a faint fluorescence on its surface, which was carried on its shoulder, and wondered.

Not only Luo Zhen, but also He Yu from yesterday, gave him a strange feeling.

That's a Black Iron level Awakener? That's too weak!

It's at most a little more powerful than the Great Black Stone level.

"Well done, Chief Han!"

However, before he could think about it further, his attention was diverted by the excited voices of Feilong and Chen Hu.

Feilong saw that Han Ning hadn't even used his main body; he had easily defeated his opponent simply by sending out his pets.

My confidence soared instantly.

Chen Hu stared at Han Ning as if she were some stunning beauty, wishing he could rush up and give her a big hug.

"Hehe, it's nothing," Han Ning said modestly.

Since the rules of this challenge allowed one person to fight three people in a row, Han Ning did not leave the arena after defeating his opponent. Instead, he could remain in the arena until he and Xuebing were rendered unable to fight, or until he voluntarily conceded defeat.

Now, everyone except Yu Na subconsciously believes that Han Ning is an awakened being who controls monsters.

Chapter 217 Lava Pressure

After waiting for a few minutes, the second person to take the stage was someone who surprised Han Ning.

"My name is Scorpion. I have to admit, you're very powerful. It would be great if you came to our Wanghu."

The bald-headed Scorpion sighed, his words filled with regret for Han Ning.

He seemed to be a year or two younger than the previous Luo Zhen, and sighed:

"I really don't want to cripple you."

"You can give it a try." This scorpion was clearly more confident than the previous one, but both were eccentric and quite immature.

Han Ning coldly replied, telling Xuebing to hurry up and recover her strength.

Although the battle was brief, Xuebing was not without its costs.

Next, it's still a coin toss competition to determine the order of appearance.

Han Ning faced no difficulty and won the second mental challenge.

"Luo Zhen should be the beast tamer with the highest mental strength among the three. If he can't defeat Chief Han, the other two will probably lose as well," Fei Long speculated, watching Han Ning easily defeat his opponent in the arena.

"Brother Long, so you mean Chief Han is going to win this match easily again? That's Poison Scorpion!" Chen Hu exclaimed with delight.

Feilong shook his head: "Not necessarily. A slightly weaker mental strength doesn't mean his other abilities will be weak. Poison Scorpion isn't known for his mental strength, but his combat power is astonishing. It's still too early to say."

The few minutes of waiting passed quickly.

Han Ning didn't call Xuebing back, but instead patted its strong legs and chuckled, "Xuebing, you can continue."

"Ow~"

Xuebing obediently responded, lowered its head and rubbed its head, which was even bigger than Han Ning's, against Han Ning's palm, before getting up and walking to the center of the field.

"Such a strong energy fluctuation... This scorpion is the real Black Iron level."

Han Ning felt the goosebumps rising on his arms and the pervasive, chilling oppression in the air. Without further thought, he commanded,

"Snowcake, probe his strength first, then launch a surprise attack!"

"Game start!"

At the referee's signal, Xuebing's figure vanished from the spot.

Without a second thought, the scorpion on the other side launched an attack.

His figure twisted and deformed, leaping into the air.

hiss~

Almost instantly, the scorpion suspended in mid-air was covered by a layer of churning blackish-purple liquid, forming an irregular, dark shadow.

shhhhhh!

This shadow flew through the air, so fast that it left only afterimages.

"So fast!" Han Ning focused his mental energy on his eyes and caught a glimpse of black light flashing by. Even with his mental energy, he could only barely catch the scorpion's movement.

"This speed... should be a fraction slower than my Razor Sable in its current state."

The enemy in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Xuebing stopped his charge, cautiously observing his surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, the scorpion pounced on Xuebing's head like a ghost.

Before Xuebing could even cover the gravity field, he was smashed through the stone wall in front of him by a surging purple impact. The purple figure did not slow down and chopped down on Xuebing's head with a palm.

As the palm struck down, a dark purple mist filled the air.

Xuebing reacted quickly, instinctively dodging forward.

Snapped!

The scorpion's palm struck Xuebing hard on the back.

The snow cake trembled slightly, and a large amount of viscous black liquid burst out from the spot where the scorpion's palm touched the snow cake's back.

As the black liquid flowed, it swirled around and relentlessly eroded the massive body of the snow cake.

"Woo!!"

With a cry of pain, Xuebing was instantly enveloped in shadow, clearly indicating that the corrosive effects of the liquid were continuously eroding its body.

Without Han Ning's prompting, Xuebing almost instinctively unleashed a surging wave of red and black fire from within her body, repelling the poisonous mist on her skin.

Chi chi chi~

In the blink of an eye, black smoke enveloped Xuebing, but its body was also jet black, so the onlookers in the distance could not tell how badly it was injured.

"As expected of a monster, its defense is incredibly strong." Although the scorpion successfully hit the snow cake, its expression became very serious.

"Roar!!"

At this moment, Xuebing finally realized that the heavy gravitational field was like an abyss, pressing down heavily!

Don't be fooled by their thick skin and seemingly slow movement; these snow cakes are actually quite heavy. With their ability to manipulate gravity, they can pull extremely fast opponents to the same level and then defeat them with their rich experience.

The scorpion felt its movement speed was being severely affected.

希~

A layer of light, as thin as a cicada's wing and shimmering with a pale purple glow, flowed across his body like a light veil.

The snow cake's usually unstoppable supergravity was actually hindered, blocked by the light gauze.

"What kind of ability is this? Poison combined with darkness?" Han Ning took a deep breath, his brows furrowing slightly.

According to Feilong's intelligence, Poison Scorpion rarely makes a move; rumors only circulate that his abilities are related to poison.

The truth is not simply that it's poison.

But the veil seemed very fragile, lasting less than a second before vanishing with a crash.

But taking advantage of this brief opportunity, the scorpion began to spin rapidly, and a large amount of dense, dark poisonous mist emanated from his spinning trench coat.

The gravel on the uneven ground began to tremble at a visible speed. Even Xuebing was affected by the spreading poisonous field, and tiny black spots began to appear on the surface of her body. She had to raise her rock armor to resist the invasion of the toxin with rock.

Before long, strands of venom seeped from the surface of the rock armor, indicating the high concentration of dark elements in the air.