Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
After the referee announced the commencement of the match, Wu Yongjun did not make any move. Instead, he looked at Gu Fenghua and said, “Summon your demon plant first.”
Gu Fenghua smiled gently. “Thanks.” The moment Gu Fenghua finished her sentence, she pulled Little White Flower from her hair and threw it in the air. Several huge vines promptly grew from Little White Flower. It brandished its vines and looked imposing.
This time, many people got a close look. Gu Fenghua had not used any spirit energy when she summoned the demon plant. Also, no spirit pearls appeared on her forehead. How did Gu Fenghua do that? How could she summon a demon plant without using any spirit energy?
Perhaps Gu Fenghua was genuinely unable to practice martial arts. Her brothers must have given her this demon plant and used some special method to make it submit to her.
Wu Yongjun’s weapon was a huge sword that he carried on his back. His face turned solemn as he gradually pulled his sword and prepared for battle. Six white spirit pearls gradually rose on his forehead as a white light slowly covered his sword.
A sixth-grade novice! PJudging from the light, he ought to be at the peak of level six and was about to reach level seven.
He certainly lived up to his name as captain of the team that came in second.
Little White Flower brandished its fines as they gradually grew bigger until every single one of them was as thick as a man’s waist and blocked Gu Fenghua behind it.
Wu Yongjun’s became increasingly serious. He suddenly felt he had spoken too soon.
“Don’t make him look bad. Conceal the stage,” said Gu Fenghua in her head.
“Yes, Mistress,” acknowledged Little White Flower before the situation on the stage promptly changed!
A raging wind swept through the air and countless large vines suddenly shot into the sky. Before the audience managed to wrap their minds around it, the vines had completely covered the stage with Wu Yongjun trapped inside.
Everyone opened their eyes wide in shock. Despite his typical calmness, Ye Yunji was slightly surprised as well. Even though he knew that Gu Fenghua’s demon plan was powerful, he did not realize that it could become so massive. The vines kept going on forever as they intertwined until the entire stage looked like a large green cage and nothing could be seen.
Meanwhile, Wu Yongjun’s face turned solemn. He was contemplating how to break free of this confinement, but the moment he caught sight of Gu Fenghua standing across from him, he sensed a chill running down his back and was terrified.
What did he just see?!
A faint green light radiated from Gu Fenghua. A green spirit pearl gradually appeared on her forehead! It was a vibrant green spirit pearl!
A ninth-grade early-stage and a first-grade middle-grade Warrior Saint might seem close in levels, but a huge gulf lay before them and they were worlds apart.
“Are you a Demon Beast Master and a Warrior Saint? Also, you are already at the intermediate level,” asked Wu Yongjun after some time when he finally found his voice.
“I’m a Warrior Saint and not a Demon Beast Master for now.” Gu Fenghua’s voice sounded gentle and lovely.
“For now? Then how do you explain that demon plant of yours?” asked Wu Yongjun slowly as he swallowed. He felt as though he was losing his mind.
“It threw itself at me. I didn’t sign a covenant with it.” Gu Fenghua had a good impression of Wu Yongjun, so she explained patiently, “I might just do it one day when I’m in a good mood.”
Why did Gu Fenghua sound as though she found the demon plant contemptible? Would anyone look down on a demon plant and refuse to sign a pact with it?