Chapter 804: How Can This Even Be Fought?
When two SS-rank skills collide.
What is compared is the four-dimensional attributes of both casters.
1 point of Strength corresponds to 1 point of Intelligence.
In this world of class transitions, 'class balance' is handled exceptionally well.
At least in terms of skill damage bonuses, every class is equal.
For example, the Swordsman's A-rank skill 'Draw Slash' not only has its inherent base damage but also includes an additional 60% damage based on Strength.
The Mage's A-rank skill 'Meteor Explosion' also includes an additional 60% damage based on Intelligence.
With such well-balanced damage scaling, comparing strengths becomes very simple.
It all depends on who has higher four-dimensional attributes.
Whoever has higher attributes has higher priority and greater power.
At this moment.
Ling Zhan used 'Beginner Word Spirit (Custom)' and uttered, 'No contract spirits shall exist here.' If Ling Zhan's four-dimensional attributes were lower than Misha's, he would not have been able to erase her contract spirits.
But now…
They were erased, meaning only one thing—this level 150 non-specialist is stronger than the level 172 Spirit Sovereign! At least in terms of four-dimensional attributes, he has already surpassed this Spirit Sovereign!
The fact that numerous contract spirits were instantly erased was enough to shock the audience completely!
Misha's eyes widened in absolute horror!
But Ling Zhan would show no mercy!
Nor would he entertain any sentimental compassion!
The moment the contract spirits were erased…
His figure, under the effect of 'Light Leap,' instantly traversed to Misha's front!
Without any hesitation, he decisively threw a punch straight at the woman's face!
Boom!!
A dull thud rang out.
The audience watched as the once-arrogant Misha, wrapped in spiraling energy, spun wildly like a top and was sent flying backward!
In the end…
Smack!!
Her body flew nearly a thousand meters, slamming directly against the arena barrier, like a lump of mud splattered against a wall.
Before she could even slide down…
Ding!!
A white light spear, exuding unparalleled sharpness, suddenly pierced through Misha's body, nailing her firmly to the barrier.
Whoa!!
In that instant, the entire audience erupted in shock!
Even the elite challengers who had come to test Ling Zhan's strength were left utterly dumbfounded!
"Holy shit! A level 172 Spirit Sovereign lost just like that?"
"That was way too easy!"
"Hurry up, take photos! Tomorrow's headlines are set!"
For the spectators…
Beyond their shock, they were thrilled!
Most of them were from the media, and for them, the more intense the battle, the better.
"Hmph! That wretched woman should be glad she didn't sign a life-or-death contract!"
"Otherwise, Master's final spear wouldn't have pierced her body—it would've gone straight through her skull!"
From below the stage, the little girl Meng Shuang snorted disdainfully at Misha's overconfidence.
Beside her, Yun Man and Chang Yue both nodded in agreement.
They knew their master better than anyone.
There was no point expecting their master to show mercy.
Even if the opponent was an unrivaled beauty, if they opposed their master, he wouldn't hesitate to show no mercy. On the contrary, he would be even more ruthless—so much so that even these divine beasts would be terrified.
When dealing with enemies, he was ruthless and devoid of emotion.
Regardless of gender, regardless of race.
"Priest, get up here! Take this princess of the Konstanz Empire down for treatment!"
The referee, too lazy to announce the result, directly ordered the healing team to take the barely alive princess away.
The embassy officials watching this scene were slightly helpless.
This Spirit Sovereign's full name was Misha Konstanz.
The first princess of the Konstanz Empire.
The Konstanz Empire was a Summoner's empire, where nearly everyone followed the Summoner profession. Their overall strength was mediocre at best.
If their empire found out that their princess had been publicly humiliated and nailed to the arena barrier by Ling Zhan, they would undoubtedly lodge a protest at the embassy.
But so what?
No matter how many challengers Ling Zhan crushed, he was in the right!
Let's not forget—it was these people who challenged Ling Zhan first.
So they could only bear the consequences themselves!
At this moment.
As the princess of the Konstanz Empire was carried away, the audience became even more excited.
But the challengers fell into an eerie silence.
They were all well-acquainted with Misha's strength, having been in the same circle for years.
Among the present crowd, only two people could confidently suppress Misha.
One was the level 173 Storm God, Qu Changfeng.
The other was the level 175 Sword God, Yamashita Kazami.
With Misha's crushing defeat, the weaker challengers no longer dared to shout. They all remained silent, not even daring to look at Ling Zhan.
"How… how is Ling Zhan's four-dimensional attribute higher than Misha's?"
"I'm just as shocked! A non-specialist only gets 2 free attribute points per level, right? This…"
"What shocks me the most is—how is his Word Spirit skill at such a high level?"
"A monster. He's definitely a monster!"
"How can anyone fight against this?"
The audience murmured among themselves.
Yeah.
How could anyone fight this?
Yamashita Kazami and Qu Changfeng were the strongest among these challengers, but even they couldn't dominate like Ling Zhan.
At this moment, everyone seemed to understand the disparity in their hearts.
"So… who's next?"
"Or should we just make a run for it?"
Some people hesitantly whispered.
If they stepped up, they would only be defeated.
If they fled, they would become a laughingstock.
Thus…
The challengers all turned their hopeful gazes to Yamashita Kazami, dressed in a Fuso kimono, with a katana at his waist.
Qu Changfeng was definitely out of the question.
His strength was only slightly better than Misha's, and he probably wouldn't stand a chance either.
Right now, all hope rested on this so-called once-in-a-millennium Sword Dao genius.
His title of 'One Hundred Million Sword Draws' was awe-inspiring.
Facing everyone's gazes.
Yamashita Kazami finally stepped forward, his face filled with boundless battle intent!
"Then let me experience your way of the non-specialist!"
Yamashita Kazami refused to back down like a clown.
Beyond his hatred for avenging his brother…
He also felt an uncontrollable desire to challenge a true powerhouse.
As the Fuso Sword Dao genius stepped onto the stage, the audience burst into applause and cheers.