The Legends: The Tale of Immortality
Chapter 25: The Mist

One of the class B players who looked less conspicuous suddenly threw a small ball onto the arena floor which created a huge explosion in the middle of the match. This explosion did not cause any major damage and only spread thick smoke that covered the arena.

This change of situation was somewhat unexpected, but the enthusiasm of the audience did not diminish. They are waiting for how the situation will go next. As expected, amidst the thick smog appeared a speck of dim light. The smoke fog slowly rotated around the arena without spreading as if it was being locked up in a sealed container and the match arena was the container that imprisoned this thick fog.

Due to the appearance of the thick fog, the match situation became isolated from the view of the spectators. No one knew how the specific situation of the competitors within the fog had made some spectators somewhat dissatisfied.

Meanwhile amidst the thick fog, the students of A-1 class were somewhat overwhelmed by this sudden turn of situation. They found that their senses had been blunted significantly.

Li Qing Yu who was happy to comment exuded a flash of interest that grew increasingly concentrated as the game situation finally stopped being monotonous.

"There's a progression as well..."

Inside the fog, BaiLi Yun Hua had lost track of his opponent. After the explosion of the smoke bomb, he discovered that a thick white mist enveloped the surroundings. The surroundings became very white, let alone the opponent he had difficulty even seeing his own hands. Moreover, the surrounding atmosphere was completely silent and he could not hear anything including the sound of his own breathing.

The deterioration of her sense of sight and hearing made BaiLi Yun Hua feel like she was bound. He opened his mouth but the expected voice was not heard. For the first time after so many years the familiar overwhelmed feeling came back to entrap him.

Due to his inability to see and hear, BaiLi Yun Hua's sense of crisis was increasing and he only judged the surroundings based on instinct.

Amidst the silence, a huge sword pierced through the mist and charged towards BaiLi Yun Hua from behind. No sound or air movement was felt, but the target managed to dodge the attack without looking back.

After the first attack is avoided, the next stab strikes with more nimble and sharp from various directions. BaiLi Yun Hua closed his eyes and sharpened his instinct to sense the incoming danger. His movements were stiff and hesitant in the early stages and made several stabs successfully cut through his flesh, but after dozens of punches his steps grew smoother when dodging.

The girl who was the opponent of BaiLi Yun Hua was somewhat distracted when she saw this younger young man who was able to easily deal with his attacks despite being in a less favorable situation.

Class B had already planned this move before the match started. Smoke bombs are just auxiliary tools, the real hurdle for the opponent is the ability of one of their team members.

Amidst this whirling smoke was also a kind of power that dulled the senses of the people within the fog and this fog was locked by a thin membrane of energy that made it settle in the arena.

Outside the arena, BaiLi Yun Xiao's group stared at the thick fog that covered the arena.

Ever since the appearance of the fog, the situation in the arena became invisible to the spectators. BaiLi Yun Yi tried to use his spiritual senses to infiltrate the fog, but it failed. His spiritual sense reflected off as if there was a barrier fortifying the arena.

"This B-Class is not simple" murmured BaiLi YunYi.

Yue Qing Ye dropped her chess piece on the chessboard, regardless of the match situation below, she said, "Since the beginning no group should be underestimated. The grade rank does not represent one's abilities."

Yue Qing Ye and BaiLi Yun Xiao had repeated the same chess game for the umpteenth time. Two victories for BaiLi Yun Xiao and One victory for Yue Qing Ye, now they had already played the fourth round.

"Unfortunately only in the first match of class A-1 has encountered a stumbling block," Yue Qing Ye continued.

It was not that BaiLi Yun Xiao and Yue Qing Ye were underestimating the first-rate class match. They only used the chessboard as their arena and each piece moved according to the inspiration they found from each advancing group. This is a kind of mind game that is often played by both of them since long ago.

BaiLi Yun Xiao did not comment but his silence was the same as agreeing with Yue Qing Ye's opinion.

Others may be guessing which class will win the game, but for those who had cultivation level 6 and above it was not difficult to fiddle with the fog and feel the situation inside the fog without disturbing the match.

Either BaiLi Yun Hua's team underestimated the enemy or deliberately saved their energy, the current situation clearly benefits the class B team especially with the condition of the class A team that none of its members use their spiritual energy.

Inside the fog, the class A team had already started to be overwhelmed. It was not that they were unwilling to use their spiritual energy, but ever since the spread of fog aside from the restriction of the senses, their spiritual energy was also sealed.

No one knows how this fog works. Class B teams attack class A vigorously while the surrounding environment restricts class A teams.

BaiLi Yun Hua's discomfort was getting worse as he knew his class team might lose this match. It felt very unpleasant, but his regret was too late. He should not have taken time at the beginning.

Li Qing Yu, "Ge, unfortunately your class may be a bit hit after this."

The ever-silent Li Qing He finally moved his lips.

"Indeed, the first victory was never my goal from the start."

"What?"

Li Qing Yu looked at her brother with a look of astonishment. His year teaching in A-1 class was a task thrown at Li Qing He by his class teacher. Although Li Qing He always looked calm, but Li Qing Yu knew that this brother was the kind of person who was difficult to admit defeat just like him.

From how seriously Li Qing He struck his students in ordinary days, this fellow must have seriously wanted to win the championship. So there was no way he could take it for granted that his students performed so badly in the first half, unless...

"Maybe you already know this result from the beginning?"

Li Qing He's silence made Li Qing Yu's curiosity even more burning.

"Don't just shut up. Let's tell me what information do you know?"

Seeing his brother's neglect, Li Qing Yu clucked in annoyance and muttered, "There's no need to ignore me to the extent. Wasn't it you who deliberately approached me. Why now even behave like I've profited from you."

This protest certainly received no response.

Li Qing Yu sighed and conjured a large box filled with cakes from the air before saying, "By the way this student of yours won't last much longer."

After a pause of a few seconds, an indifferent voice came back.

"Yes, the game is coming to an end."