Chapter 101 The Flame Demon Falls! Eighteen Million Experience Points, Rising Straight to Level Forty!
"Aaaahhh!!!"
The Flame Demon pointed a finger at Song Qi, and then immediately clutched his head, wailing in agony!
"Master!"
"Sir!"
Lü Bu and Ying Zheng were both stunned, then, driven by fury, charged again at the Abyssal Flame Demon!
But their opponent only revealed a smug smile.
"I admit your summoned spirits are powerful, but what a pity..."
"Your real body is far too weak."
"Savor it, insect!"
"The agony of a soul being scorched!"
"Be sure to hold out for as long as you can! Hahahaha..."
...
Above the forest...
A group of city lords clustered together.
Old Mu held his breath, his eyes fixed.
When Song Qi shattered the Flame Demon’s form twice in succession, he grew excited at once.
To defeat an eighty-level Abyssal Flame Demon at just under level forty?
Such a feat was almost enough to rival Li Zong!
But in the end, after seeing the skill the Flame Demon used, his hopes fell at once.
"As expected, it's still not enough..."
"Facing an eighty-level abyssal creature with his current strength is simply too much," Old Mu shook his head.
"Soul Scorch is a skill designed specifically by the Flame Demon race to target those whose bodies are frail."
"I'm afraid this is where Song Qi will fall," another city lord agreed.
"Indeed."
"The summoner’s own body is just too weak."
"Those two attacks earlier already took away seventy or eighty percent of the Abyssal Flame Demon’s life force."
"If he could do that two more times, perhaps he could win."
"If he were a warrior or a mage, someone with the power to wound an Abyssal Flame Demon so badly, Soul Scorch wouldn't be of much use—maybe just weaken him a bit."
"It wouldn't affect the outcome."
"But unfortunately... he's a summoner."
"All his strength lies outside himself."
"We truly did not expect a summoner could ever reach this point, did we?"
Soul Scorch was one of those rare skills that directly attacked the enemy’s soul.
Anyone struck by it would suffer continuous damage, depending on the difference in strength between the two.
If the one who could defeat the Abyssal Flame Demon were a warrior or mage, his own attributes would surely be very high!
Then this skill would be of little use—at most, only weakening his combat power a little.
It could not change the overall result.
But Song Qi was a summoner.
So the skill achieved an unexpectedly potent effect.
Old Mu sighed.
Although Song Qi had already proven his strength, failing to defeat the Flame Demon with his own hands left a touch of regret.
"Stand ready..."
"The moment he can’t hold on, rush down at once and heal him immediately."
"This child has potential. He’s worth nurturing—we must not let him suffer any mental scars."
The red-haired lady city lord beside him nodded.
"Understood."
Having said that, they all waited quietly for Song Qi’s life token to activate.
Thirty seconds later...
"Aaaahhh!!!"
Song Qi was still howling in torment.
He was still holding on.
Old Mu nodded in satisfaction, quietly praising him in his heart.
"Exceptional willpower!"
"He’s lasted a full thirty seconds and still hasn’t lost consciousness?!"
"A true talent."
"With this, all my last worries can be put to rest."
All day, it hadn’t been Song Qi’s innate talent that concerned him most.
But his strength of will.
Anyone who achieves great things must possess great perseverance! Great endurance!
And now, Song Qi could withstand the pain of his soul being scorched, with such a frail body?
And remain conscious?
Truly remarkable!
Another minute passed...
"Aaaahhh!!!"
Song Qi was still screaming hoarsely.
Old Mu’s approval only grew.
Two minutes passed...
"Aaaahhh!!!"
Song Qi was still howling at the top of his lungs.
Old Mu’s brow furrowed, sensing something amiss.
Five minutes passed...
"Aaaahhh!!!"
Song Qi was still wailing, his voice seeming even louder than before.
Meanwhile, the once confident Abyssal Flame Demon was now nearly beaten to death by Lü Bu and Ying Zheng!
"Something’s wrong," Old Mu frowned, realizing things were not so simple.
...
Inside the dueling space...
Ying Zheng used “Unified Tracks” to hold the Flame Demon firmly in place, preventing him from escaping Lü Bu’s onslaught.
And the demonic apparition behind Lü Bu re-formed almost as soon as it vanished, striking down without hesitation!
A five-second ultimate, unleashed over sixty times!
The massive body that once stood a hundred meters tall was now reduced to a writhing pool of magma.
Even as he died, the Flame Demon’s eyes remained fixed on Song Qi, who was still rolling on the ground and screaming in the distance.
He could not understand, even at the moment of his demise.
That human had clearly been hit by his skill, and the agony was not feigned.
Why?
Why was he still holding out, and howling with such vigor?
Or could it be... his skill had no effect after all?
Boom!
Splat!
The long halberd’s phantom became solid and crashed down, shattering the Abyssal Flame Demon’s body once more!
This time, his life force finally reached its limit.
The scattered remains of his body no longer re-formed, but lay quietly on the plains, setting patches of grass ablaze before settling into pools of molten rock...
[Experience +180,000,000]
A staggering one hundred and eighty million experience points instantly surged into Song Qi’s body!
Twin beams of white light shone upon him almost simultaneously.
And as the Abyssal Flame Demon died, Song Qi finally ceased his wailing.
"Ugh!"
"Whew..."
Song Qi sprang to his feet, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, his eyes still holding a trace of lingering terror.
He reached out, patting his head and limbs, only relaxing once he was sure nothing was missing.
"Damn, I really thought I was about to be eliminated just now."
"I didn’t expect ‘Hymn of Life’ could even heal soul-scorching injuries!"
"That’s a rather pleasant surprise."
With a healing rate of ten percent per second, each point of damage from Soul Scorch was instantly mended.
Which meant that Song Qi’s pain was real.
His howls were real.
But the damage was entirely illusory.
"Still, this ordeal taught me something. Perhaps I should acquire a soul-defense skill."
"This time, ‘Hymn of Life’ saved me."
"But what about next time? If I encounter a soul-targeted burst skill, I might not be so lucky."
He nodded to himself, planning to check the auction house later.
"Moreover..."
Song Qi carefully opened his status panel.
"My current level is..."
"Level 40!!!"
At that moment, Song Qi cheered with joy!
Even the pain of soul-scorching seemed to fade.
"Nice!"
"I knew it!"
"No wonder it was an eighty-level monster! That experience was truly generous!"
Then...
Whoosh!
Song Qi and his two spirits vanished from where they stood, reappearing in the tournament arena.
Li Zong, who had been waiting outside, came over with a smile.
He clasped his hands in congratulations.
"Brother Song, congratulations."
"You are the undisputed champion of this survival match!"
"The competition is over?" Song Qi asked.
"There are still a few wild monsters left outside, but the rankings are set."
With that, he pointed to the sky.
Song Qi looked up.
On the leaderboard, his score had reached a staggering thirty thousand!
Even Li Zong’s nineteen thousand was left far behind.