The Legends: The Tale of Immortality
Chapter 30: Mo Lan (2)

Mo Lan raised one of her great swords straight up pointing at the sky that was full of white mist. Hundreds of strands of spiritual energy threads shot out sharply in various directions. BaiLi Yun Hua and his closest companion immediately became the first to be targeted by the energy thread.

Hurry along!

That was the first thought that came to their minds when they saw this scene. BaiLi Yun Hua reacted quickly enough to avoid the two threads of energy crashing at him like lasers. He managed to protect his heart and throat from the sharp attack of the energy thread and retreated from Mo Lan's side about five meters away.

BaiLi Yun Hua's pupils contracted slightly as she felt a burning sting from the side of her neck. He raised his hand to touch the painful side of his neck and found a hint of blood on his hand. From a quick touch just now, it should have been just a small incision, but the heat burning pain in his neck made the young man feel uneasy.

Fellow BaiLi Yun Hua was not that lucky. There were five or six threads of energy shooting at him. Two of them managed to penetrate the left side of his stomach. Now the man was lying on the arena floor with a pool of his own blood.

An ordinary thread-sized hole would not instantly kill a cultivator, but Mo Lan's energy thread remained lodged in his target's body. The body of a class A member who pierced the thread emitted faint steam from the side of the wound, but the person did not shout or thrash. He just lay quietly on the floor.

BaiLi Yun Hua could not see his companion's condition, but the light point that showed his companion's condition had dimmed so dark only left a dim flame. It means his friend is dying, but still alive.

When BaiLi Yun Hua was busy thinking about her friend's condition, Mo Lan's strands of spiritual thread were not idle. Each of those strands of monstrous power searched for their target and tried to stick like a parasite. There were dozens of threads darting towards BaiLi Yun Hua which this time the young man was not as lucky as before.

He could dodge the attack that targeted his vital point, but each strand of that energy thread was so lifelike as a worm and chased after it flexibly.

A burning sensation appeared in the more and more wounds on the young man's body. Sweat flooded BaiLi Yun Hua's forehead as his instincts were automatically magnified several times as the condition decided by his body to survive.

Maddened...

That voice continued to echo in BaiLi Yun Hua's mind. Critical warning alarms continued to sound in every muscle of his body that was forcibly making a decision even before his brain reacted.

How long...

Fatigue practically struck the young man whenever his body forced risky strenuous activity without rest. As BaiLi Yun Hua was caught off guard, a thread shot through his left chest and a burning sensation instantly roasted the wound.

BaiLi Yun Hua's pupils shrunk sharply and his face paled like white paper.

The heat! So hot!

His throat was itchy as the urge to vomit came to the surface. BaiLi Yun Hua spewed out a mouthful of blood as his gaze grew increasingly blurred thanks to the burning sensation that continued to roast the cavity in his chest.

The other energy strands took this opportunity and roared their prey like leeches.

The rest of the strands twisted together to form a thick energy rope and drilled into BaiLi Yun Hua's left chest which still had threads of energy penetrating it.

A voiceless shout came out from the young man as he knelt on the arena floor and held his pierced left chest. Blood flowed profusely soaking through BaiLi Yun Hua's clothes, yet she only felt a heat pain that did not stop burning her. His brain buzzed frantically and sent out bursts of that pain to every nerve in his body.

The audience watched as the white mist began to fade and a hidden scene slowly surfaced.

The sound of bated breath could be heard from some people as this scene of slaughter entered their sights.

The conditions in the current arena showed the condition of the A grade students who all looked bloody. There was a lot of orange light that was like thread lodged in their wounds. Spectators with sharp vision could even see that a faint vapor had emerged from the pierced wound.

Contrary to what class A students look like dying, class B students are still standing in the arena consciously. All these threads of energy were sourced from a B-class girl known as the team leader.

Mo Lan's face was pale, the sword she had originally grasped pointing to the sky had now been lowered limply, but the thread of energy was still connected to her greatsword.

"Sister!" the cry came from Xiao Yin who directly ran to her sister's side and supported one of Mo Lan's arms.

Xiao Yin could feel a light tremor in his sister's arm that did not stop trembling. Concern was clearly visible on Xiao Yin's face. The girl knew that every time Mo Lan forced herself like this, her sister would be extremely exhausted. That power was indeed terrifying, but the impact for its host was also not light.

Mo Lan shook her head slowly as a gesture to her sister that she was fine. The scenery in the arena was already enough to show who was the winner in this competition.

Li Qing Yu was speechless with this ending. The light in his pupils flashed sharply as he looked at the threads of energy coming out from Mo Lan's sword.

Li Qing Yu, "This strength is at least comparable to the attacks belonging to level 7 cultivators. It's only natural that they all fall."

Li Qing Yu looked at the side of her brother's face that was emitting a frozen aura around him. It was clear that Li Qing He was now upset by what had happened to his students.

"The girl's weapon is at least as high-class as an artifact's value, now I'm really curious about the girl's identity," Li Qing Yu exclaimed in a tone that showed no interest in the slightest. This guy is clearly not telling the truth.

"Ck. unfortunately the first rank does not seem to fall into the hands of your class. In vain you wish so much, there is no point in you designing all the schemes in your head because the opponent's strength is definitely not something that your students can handle," li Qing Yu said with ridicule in her tone.

Li Qing Yu's words succeeded regarding Li Qing He's scale of patience. The guiding teacher from class A looked at Li Qing Yu with a bone-chilling cold gaze and blurted out a line of words with great emphasis.

"They haven't lost. This game is not over yet."

Li Qing Yu smiled indifferently, "Is that so? Well let's see the continuation. May everything be as you wish my brother."

Li Qing Yu recalled the Li clan formation that activated A grade student and an idea came to her mind.

Could it...

Heh... You're really sneaky, Ge.