Phi-Fic Chapter 166 Feng Yueling
Chapter 166 Feng Yueling
That evening, Chu Qiuchi received a text message from Long Yueze, and only then did he understand why the beast tide had temporarily receded that day.
It turns out that two super beast races—the Darkwing Nether Tiger Clan and the Purple Extreme Flame Phoenix Clan—are about to join the war.
Upon learning this news, Chu Qiuchi was immediately filled with worry, not only about the course of the battle, but also about the safety of his comrades who had just arrived on the battlefield that day.
After much deliberation, she decided to go and negotiate with General Song that very night. After some effort, she finally moved General Song with her charm, and he agreed to arrange for several people to go into battle together.
The next day, on the battlefield.
Chu Qiuchi looked at the several huge eagles in the sky, and the man and two women on their backs. His lips twitched involuntarily, and he almost thought he had wandered into the wrong movie set.
Above the group of beasts, several enormous eagles flew steadily. On one of the two eagles at the front sat a woman with crimson hair and eyes, who appeared to be from the Purple Flame Phoenix clan.
The other falcon was slightly more crowded, with one man and two women seated on it. The man, dressed in a flamboyant bright purple robe, grinned lewdly, with a beautiful woman dressed in unusually revealing clothing on each side. The three of them joked with each other, the atmosphere so relaxed it didn't seem like they were at war, but rather on a vacation.
Chu Qiuchi and the others looked at each other, speechless for a moment.
"Is this guy... here to fight a war?" Xu Xiyang couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
"He's probably just here to embarrass himself!" Chu Qiuchi sneered and shook his head. "Don't underestimate him. He should be the young master of the Darkwing Nether Tiger Clan—Ming Wuji. The attack skills of a super beast race are definitely not to be underestimated."
Puyang Minghui curled her lip dismissively, "Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem like the type to make a move!"
Indeed, it wasn't him who made the move, but the woman from the Purple Extreme Flame Phoenix Clan.
She slowly rose, her gaze icy, coldly sweeping across the battlefield below. Her lips parted slightly, her voice as piercing as frost, instantly echoing throughout the entire battlefield: "General of the First War Zone, come out and face your death!"
Ji Moyu's face instantly darkened, his gaze fixed on her, and he squeezed out a name through gritted teeth: "Feng Yueling!"
If he hadn't known who this person was before, he instantly understood the moment she said those words—she was Feng Yuewu's younger sister, Feng Yueling. She was also one of the culprits who had caused his mother to fall into a deep sleep.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
At this moment, veins bulged on Ji Moyu's forehead, his eyes gradually turned red, he gripped his staff tightly in one hand, and clenched his other fist so hard it cracked. A chill began to permeate his body, as if even the air itself had frozen into frost.
Chu Qiuchi glanced at him with some concern, then gently patted his shoulder. "Are you alright?"
The chill instantly dissipated, and he forcibly suppressed all his emotions. He gently shook his head, "It's nothing."
Seeing this, Chu Qiuchi sighed inwardly, raised his hand again to pat his shoulder, and said nothing more.
Just then, General Song stepped out from the crowd, his eyes blazing, and fearlessly met Feng Yueling's gaze.
Feng Yueling sneered and leaped down. Without saying a word, the two began to fight.
In an instant, the world seemed to change color.
With a wave of her hands, Feng Yueling unleashed a torrent of blazing flames that swept out like a giant dragon, instantly turning a corner of the battlefield into a sea of fire.
General Song remained calm and composed, wielding his staff and unleashing a series of powerful gusts of wind that forced the flames back.
Chu Qiuchi and his companions watched from afar, their hearts filled with awe. Only now did they truly witness the terrifying strength of the super beast race—a power that could shake the heavens and earth with a mere gesture, far beyond what ordinary magical beasts could match.
Although Ji Moyu appeared calm on the surface, a raging fire of anger and hatred lurked deep within his eyes. He murmured in a low voice, "Feng Yueling... one day, I will make you pay the price."
The battle on the battlefield intensified, with flames and gales intertwining, and the world seemed to consist only of the collision of two forces.
Chu Qiuchi and the others watched the battle intently, their faces filled with tension and worry. The battle between General Song and Feng Yueling had entered a fierce stage. The two exchanged blows, their moves sharp and powerful. Each collision triggered a huge energy fluctuation, causing the surrounding ground to crack continuously.
Meanwhile, Ming Wuji, who was comfortably watching the battle from his falcon, had a gloomy expression, his eyes flashing with jealousy and anger. He stared intently at Feng Yueling, who was locked in a fierce battle with General Song, his heart churning with resentment.
"That crazy woman Feng Yueling, how has her strength improved again? Now she can actually fight a Grand Magister to a standstill!" Ming Wuji cursed under his breath through gritted teeth.
Thinking of his own strength, which was only at level six, Ming Wuji was immediately annoyed and couldn't help but curse Ming Wushang in his heart: "It's all that good-for-nothing's fault for being so incompetent, letting the humans discover the clues, and making it impossible for me to continue my research on the mutation potion. Now, he even has to come to the battlefield to fight and kill, delaying the humans' search. He deserves to die!"
He grew angrier the more he thought about it, and turned to glare angrily at the man behind him who was wearing a black robe and had some black markings on his forehead, and who was a falcon.
Ming Wushang noticed his gaze, his face remaining expressionless, like a stagnant pool, but his heart was already churning with dark emotions. He coldly glanced back at Ming Wuji, pondering, "This time, should I leave this fool on the battlefield forever?"
The atmosphere between the two instantly became tense, as if invisible swords were clashing in the air.
Meanwhile, the situation on the battlefield grew increasingly tense. Feng Yueling's attacks became more and more ferocious, flames transforming into countless phoenix phantoms that swept towards General Song. This was one of the innate skills of the Purple Extreme Flame Phoenix Clan—the Voidless Sacred Phoenix.
Chu Qiuchi and the others watched with trepidation. Xu Xiyang couldn't help but whisper, "Boss, can General Song win?"
Chu Qiuchi clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "General Song's strength is unfathomable, we will definitely win."
General Song on the field was rapidly weaving through the phoenix phantoms. With a flash, he leaped forward, and wisps of magical energy emanated from the tip of his staff, instantly creating countless whirlwinds in the air. He lightly waved his staff, and the whirlwinds quickly scattered, devouring all the phoenix phantoms around him.
Seeing this, Feng Yueling snorted coldly and suddenly intensified her attack. The flames transformed into a giant phoenix, rushing straight towards General Song.
General Song's expression was solemn. With a wave of his staff, countless whirlwinds transformed into a giant dragon, which collided violently with the phoenix.
"boom--"
A huge explosion rang out, smoke and dust filled the air, and the entire battlefield was shaken.
When the smoke cleared, General Song and Feng Yueling each took several steps back, their faces showing pain, clearly indicating that they had both suffered serious injuries.
Seeing this, Ming Wuji's gaze turned cold, a sneer curling at the corner of his lips as he muttered under his breath, "Fight, fight as badly as possible...it would be best if they all died here."
A sinister glint flashed in his eyes, as if he could already see himself reaping the benefits. However, Ming Wushang glanced at him coldly, secretly sneering, "Ming Wuji, your arrogance will eventually make you pay the price."