Chapter 202

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Chapter 202: Collapse

Bow to the gold.

This sentence, after being automatically translated, became "Bow to the money", which made Judy momentarily stunned, then she angrily shouted, "You’re the one who worships money!"

Under the state of blood flame, people are prone to become irritable.

Whatever school you follow, you are easily influenced by that school.

Regularly exercising and becoming a muscular man can easily attract one to become attracted to muscles and become gay.

Studying swordsmanship, the more you wield the sword, the more you want to compete with others, thus becoming a fencing master.

Judy’s eyes were crimson, as if she had gone berserk, wielding a heavy sword, sweeping and slashing.

The howling blood flame rushed forward like a charging army.

The power-endowed can freely control the form of energy output and undergo progressive enhancements, not just for show.

Michelle raised her hands, crossed her arms in front of her, reached over her shoulder, and her fingers penetrated the golden patterns on her back, shining brightly in the engravings.

A layer of golden light plated her hands, with a gap between the light and the skin, still unformed.

But it easily blocked the invasion of the blood flame.

The second long-range slash was blocked.

Judy became even more annoyed, taking a step forward. Her movement was so fast that even the tracking lights couldn’t keep up. She flickered in the alternation of light and darkness, with the sword pressing forward, aiming at Michelle’s shoulder.

This sword showed no mercy at all, as she only wanted to cleave her in half.

Clang-

Gold flowed, and Michelle’s hands crossed in front of her, blocking this sword. It couldn’t cut her skin, or even touch her flesh.

“How…is this possible?”

A first-year student blocking my sword?

“It’s my turn now!”

Michelle gripped her heavy sword, leaped into the air, fully activating the Dragon Blood Battle Qi state. She swung her right leg horizontally, kicking Judy’s waist accurately.

Hit!

She felt a sense of joy, but overlooked the power of her kick.

Judy crashed into the wall like a cannonball, her internal organs shook, and her eyes twinkled with golden stars.

“Are you okay?” Michelle instinctively expressed concern, but realizing they were in a duel, she had to be more ruthless and added, "If you’re fine, have another kick from me."

Hearing this, Judy raised her head abruptly, her canine teeth clenched. "I underestimated you."

She let go of her grip on the sword, and it fell towards the ground. The sword, released from her hand, transformed into spreading blood, from which shadowy beasts emerged.

Summons of the nocturnal creatures.

She waved her hand forward, and more than a dozen shadowy beasts rushed towards Michelle.

“Quick and decisive…” Bai Wei reminded.

Michelle nodded. Fortunately, she had learned the most basic martial arts. The golden engravings brought her immense magical power and greatly increased her defense. The golden shell isolated the majority of the attack damage.

Within three days, this was the only golden engraving she had mastered. The engraving that Bai Wei had asked her to learn had only one function.

Armor Stacking!

If the armor stacking is sufficient, defense is not needed, only focusing on offense.

Attack! Attack!

Michelle forced herself to throw a punch, casting aside any lingering doubts as the sluggish dragon’s blood flowed, becoming increasingly hot.

It was not really a weakling, rather it was hindered by Michelle’s hesitant personality. If the dragon’s blood had a will of its own, it would surely lament, "Why does my liege surrender before my battle-crazed desires?" It felt as lost as a sword drawn for a decade, finally unsheathed in a moment.

Even without going berserk, her ferocious strength effortlessly tore a path through countless minions.

In just a few seconds, she reached Judy’s side.

That’s already quite impressive.

However, Judy summoned minions to buy time. She was not a low-intelligence believer; fundamentally, the weapon she wielded was not a greatsword, but magic.

Creating distance and stalling were all preparations for the upcoming spell.

Michelle charged forward, only to fall into Judy’s trap as she had predicted. Her lack of battle experience was her downfall.

Her feet landed on the blood-soaked ground, the bloodline in her eyes turned bright red as she called out in a low voice, "Blood Thorn!"

Thorns blossomed, binding half of Michelle’s body as a golden light burst forth, attempting to break free from the thorny constraints.

The strength was terrifying.

Judy would not let her escape. Her hands clenched tightly as the thorns grew and extended, like countless fingers coming together, clasping toward the center.

Thorns entangled and bound Michelle, instantly engulfing the golden light, wrapping her within and transforming into a massive cocoon of blood-red.

Michelle was anxious.

“I was tricked."

“The young always have to suffer a little. Bai Wei saw it clearly, ‘Consider how to break free.’"

“Break free!" Michelle stood up and tried to charge, but ended up sitting back down. "It’s so strong!"

“A gentleman’s character is not unique; skillfully borrow from what’s available." Bai Wei provided a hint.

Michelle didn’t understand the Ming Country language, but she realized that the golden mark was undergoing some kind of transformation.

The solution has been provided; if she couldn’t break through the situation at this critical moment, she would lose here.

Time waits for no one.

Judy didn’t expect it would be so difficult to deal with a first-year student. She pressed her hands against her face as she heard the clamor and piercing hallucinatory sounds in her ears.

…Why are you so useless?

…Can’t even handle her?

…With just this much ability, it’s truly disappointing.

“Shut up!" Judy squeezed a hoarse voice from her throat. "All of you, shut up!"

She released magic, shaping the spell. The space in the duel arena twisted as the ferocious magic tore through her skin, causing large amounts of blood to gush out and congeal in mid-air, transforming into a pitch-black color, like a blood moon descending upon the ground.

This was not pure magic, but a failed spell. However, it accumulated a massive amount of magic, causing the order of space to be disrupted and giving rise to a torrent of gravity, which was collapsing inward.

This was no longer a spell suitable for use in a duel; it would compress a person’s body into the size of a cookie.

The chaotic rush of gravity fell toward the center of the stage, scattering and distorting the light.

In that instant, the blood cocoon was suddenly torn apart…

The golden light soaring into the sky not only tore apart the blood cocoon but also cleaved the falling blood-red sphere in half.

Michelle stood still, her right hand raised high, with residual golden radiance lingering at her fingertips, and the gold engraving on her back faintly visible.

Judy widened her eyes, "You…"

So, the rumors were true? Michelle Hope…really defeated Alena Capesh.

She didn’t have time to speak because Michelle was about to end the duel. The golden light at her fingertips weaved, entangled, compressed, refined, forming a dazzling spiral tower of light.

This ferocious energy tore through Michelle’s arm, blood flowing, mixing with the golden light, evaporating and burning.

Michelle swung her right hand, and a golden surge rushed forward, the huge dragon’s head biting down, its sharp teeth embedding into the body.

At the moment of being struck, Judy distinctly realized that this was not swordsmanship but the release of energy.

Judy fell off the stage, landing in a pool of blood, quietly leaving.

Only the victor remained on the stage, swaying on the verge of collapse.

Applause roared, cheers thundered…the duel had come to an end.

翻译: Thunderous applause and cheers resounded…the outcome of the duel was decided.

The stage lost its color, the space of the duel arena shifted, returning to its original state.

Sunlight poured from above.

Michelle braced herself, refusing to fall. She looked up at the sky, then bent over, hands clutching her knees, sweat pouring down. Her gaze fell to her right hand, covered in injuries, blood flowing incessantly.

Despite being covered in wounds, she still smiled happily.

"I… I won…did you see it, Mr. Devil? I won…"

She was truly overjoyed, even though she didn’t win solely by herself. She had defeated a third-year student and reclaimed her dignity when facing a challenge for the first time.

"I saw it," the young man placed his palm on the girl’s head, giving it a pat. "You did well."

"Mm, mm…" Michelle wiped her eyes and had a lovely smile on her face.

Bai Wei couldn’t help but ruffle her hair some more.

"My hair is all messed up now," Michelle shyly held her head.

"You’ve been beaten up like this, and yet you talk about whether it’s messy or not. Let me have a look."

"No, sir."

"I said let me see your injuries. What were you thinking?"

"Hehe~" Michelle acted as if no one else was around and interacted with Bai Wei. They were used to such conversations when they were in the dormitory.

However, there was still someone here. Even though the audience had left their seats, there was one person remaining.

Judy Selvicer struggled to support herself on her side. The mechanism of the duel arena prevented her from being severely injured, and she managed to maintain some semblance of consciousness.

She seemed to see Michelle celebrating victory with someone, even though there was no one by her side.

Was it an illusion? Or did she have some mental issues?

Just when she thought it was an illusion, she saw Michelle’s hair being gently stroked, as if someone was caressing her head.

The girl also revealed that joyful smile, like a child who had done exceptionally well on an exam and was being praised by her parents.

Judy’s gaze became fixed.

From a distance of over ten meters, she watched as Michelle played and frolicked with an invisible person.

She was laughing, laughing with great joy.

Behind that smile was the care, respect, and encouragement from elders that she could never have.

Judy’s mind was enduring even more painful torment than before, her mouth agape, unable to utter a sound.

She had won many times.

But never once had she received any praise, because it was all taken for granted.

But when she lost, she had to face punishments multiplied.

She seemed to see herself back to the time when she was a weak and powerless little girl, watching her parents argue and break things, as she could only huddle in a corner, weakly holding her younger brother, covering his ears, crying silently.

After that, her disasters only increased day by day.

Her mother’s roars and scoldings echoed in her ears.

…You can’t become useless like your father!

…You are an excellent child, you must always be excellent!

…Listen to me, I don’t need disobedient children!

…Do you also want to abandon me and this family like that useless person?

She heard her younger brother’s angry wailing.

…I don’t have a sister like you!

This time she lost again, and the haunting nightmares of the past followed suit.

The unstoppable power of invincibility vanished, turning into a burden weighing heavily on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe.

The voices of hallucinations grew louder and more chaotic, and her self-awareness became increasingly muddled.

The scene before her eyes seemed like an untouchable illusion.

Judy’s eyes grew even redder, and she let out a low, bitter laugh.

The wound at the corner of her eye tore open again, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from her eye sockets.

Tears and blood mixed together, creating a murky bloodstain.

The collapse of a person often happens in an instant. She had to keep winning continuously to escape from reality, pursuing powerful strength to rewrite the situation. But she was defeated, utterly defeated, so her heart collapsed at this moment, unable to bear the relentless questioning of her soul, and the deeply hidden traumas of her past caught up to her. She was engulfed, with no escape.

No, there was something really devouring her. A crimson light illuminated below Judy’s prone body.

A person stood up in the audience, muttering to themselves, "Looks like she couldn’t hold on. She’s truly a defective product, useless now…"

A figure walked out of the arena, snapping their fingers.

The sound of shattered summoning crystals rang out crisply.

Nine large heads emerged from dimensional rifts, and the enormous and ferocious advanced monsters broke free from their restraints.

The Nine-headed Serpent fixed its gaze on the woman lying motionless on the ground, Judy’s eyes dimmed and lifeless, as she knew she was no longer of any use.

The woman gave a bitter smile, closed her eyes, and embraced death, saying, "Come…"

Under the serpent’s kiss, she only needs to close her bloodied mouth, and bones will break, flesh will turn to mire.

The Nine-headed Serpent will feast.