C11 Difficulties

Outside of Coleman City, outside the Magical Beast Forest, in the aristocratic hunting camp.

"Should win? "Why do you think so?" Hearing Vincente's words, Andrew Allen turned around in surprise and looked at him in astonishment. "Why do you think that a newbie who had just reached the Spirit Stage would be able to defeat a rank 2 Magical Beast, Fire Tiger?"

However, before Vincente could reply, Andrew Allen heard Saudi Xue inhale a breath of cold air. Andrew Allen hurriedly turned, following her gaze to stare at Linley and Flaming Tiger.

What came into Andrew's eyes was Flaming Tiger's actions of licking the blood from his mouth, as well as Linley's tightly clenched left arm, which was still bleeding, while the sword which had previously been in his hand was lying on the ground by itself not too far away from Linley's right hand.

"Is this the person you said will win?" Andrew Allen sneered at Linley on the field, and said disdainfully to Vincennes, "Do you still think so?"

"Lord Andrew Allen, I …" Vincennes frowned as he looked at Linley and Flaming Tiger. After pondering for a moment, he hesitantly but firmly replied, "…" I still think that he will win! "

"You …" Andrew Allen ignored Linley and Fire Tiger who were on the field and turned around. He stared at Vincent and asked meaningfully, "... What did you see in him? "

Outside of Coleman City, outside the Magical Beast Forest, in the aristocratic hunting camp.

"Will Sister Lisa be okay?" Saudi snow tightly clutched at Lisa's sleeves, staring unblinkingly at Linley and Flaming Tiger, afraid that he would miss anything.

(Nothing like that?) That shouldn't be! Could it be … Was I wrong?)

Lisa didn't reply, only silently clenching her right hand tightly. After that, she gently pulled away from Saudi Xue's hand that was tightly grabbing onto her sleeve, and worriedly took a step forward. Without waiting for Lisa to take her second step, the direction she was heading towards was suddenly blocked by her uncle.

"What's stopping me?" Lisa frowned as she looked at the man blocking her path. She stared at him in dissatisfaction and asked, "Get out of the way!"

"What if I say no?" Looking at Lisa, the uncle raised his eyebrows. He then unsheathed the greatsword from his back and stabbed it into the ground between him and Lisa, blocking their path.

Lisa squinted, looking at the uncle with both hands on the sword hilt, she gently raised her right hand, raising her right hand to the uncle's forehead.

"Do you know? A man should be able to solve all the trials by himself. " The uncle looked at Lisa's actions and did not move at all. He only put his hand on the sword and stood in front of Lisa like a stone statue. "Anyone who tries to recklessly insert themselves into this trial, no matter the reason, will feel that it is a form of blasphemy to him. "This kind of thing …"

"I would never agree to that!" The old man raised his sword and pointed it at Lisa as he shouted.

"Still …" The uncle put away his greatsword and looked at Lisa with a cold smile, "Do you think that this kid can't even pass this level of test?"

Lisa watched as her uncle put away his greatsword. After a moment of silence, she took a step back and returned to her original position. Then, she stood beside Saudi Xue.

Seeing Lisa's intention to retreat, the uncle nodded in satisfaction. With his hands folded across his chest, he turned his gaze back to the place where Linley had battled against Flaming Tiger.

Outside of Coleman City, outside the Magical Beast Forest, in the aristocratic hunting camp.

Linley's left hand was gripping the injured right hand. Feeling the ice-cold feeling of the gem in his left hand, he glanced at the sword not too far away from him, then let out a heavy sigh.

(Is this how fighting feels?) Indeed, it was different from the feeling he got when he stood below the stage and watched other people fight.)

Linley released his left hand and gently moved his injured right hand. The burning sensation from the wound on his right hand had already dissipated, thanks to the effect of the gem in his left palm. Linley looked at Flaming Tiger's eyes, which were staring at the sword on the ground, and gave up on the idea of taking it back.

(I haven't learned any sword skills from the system. That sword is not only useless on me as it can raise the vigilance and sense of danger of a fire tiger, it might as well stay where it is.)

Linley shook his left hand, sensing the icy cold feeling coming from the mountain of his left hand.

That sword is also not the magic treasure I rely on.

Linley tightened his grip on his left hand. The cloth around his left hand slowly began to turn cold and hard, and then he suddenly charged towards the sword which had fallen to the ground.

Seeing Linley charge towards the sword, Firelizard revealed a sly smile, as though he had expected all of Linley's actions. He immediately arrived at the top of the sword, stepping on it, then using the fireball he had been holding in his mouth to shoot at Linley.

(Sure enough.)

Seeing the incoming attack, Linley rolled over and dodged the oncoming fireball. Just as Linley stood up, a flashing, cold longsword pierced through the area where Linley had been standing.

Cold sweat began to drip down from Linley's head. Linley looked in the direction of the Fire Tiger, and discovered that the sword beneath his feet had already disappeared without a trace.

If it hadn't been for the fact that Linley had seen through the Fire Tiger's intention to instantly attack when he picked up the sword, if it hadn't been for the fact that Linley didn't have any plans to retrieve the sword at all, even if Linley had been able to escape from the Fire Tiger's fireball, he definitely wouldn't have been able to dodge that double-layered sword attack. Given the sharpness of that sword, even if Linley didn't die, he would still lose the ability to continue battling.

Outside of Coleman City, outside the Magical Beast Forest, in the aristocratic hunting camp.

Seeing how Linley had dodged the fire tiger's fireball and the two moves of the sword, Saudi snow let out a heavy sigh. He then turned to Lisa, puzzled, and asked, "Big sister Lisa, isn't it possible that all fire tigers are this intelligent?"

Hearing Saudi snow's question, Lisa froze for a moment. She thought for a moment, shook her head, and replied with certainty: "How is that possible!? If Fire Tiger was so smart, how could he be classified as a Class 2 Magical Beast? "

Andrew Allen saw that Linley had dodged the Fire Tiger's second combo and switched his spot with Linley's in his mind. His expression turned ugly, and then he turned to Vincente and asked, "Vincente, if it was you, would you be able to dodge?"

"If it's just dodging the fireball, I should be able to do it." Vincennes thought for a moment, then shook his head at Andrew Allen. "But I can't do that if he's as fluent as he is in dodging a two-hit sword."

"… …." Interesting! " The uncle with the greatsword on his back looked at Linley. He rubbed his chin, muttering to himself meaningfully.

Outside of Coleman City, outside the Magical Beast Forest, in the aristocratic hunting camp.

(This Fire Tiger is not simple …)

Linley took a deep breath, readjusted his state of mind, and repositioned the strength of the Fire Tiger. Afterwards, he stared into the eyes of the Fire Tiger, preparing to fight to the death.

This was the expression he had seen countless times over the past sixteen years – 'mockery'. Flaming Tiger glanced at his uncle, who was carrying that greatsword, and lowered his body, preparing to give Linley a fatal blow.

But just as Flaming Tiger was about to attack, he saw Linley suddenly turn around and run in the direction of the flying swords. This sudden turn of events caused Flaming Tiger to freeze in place, and the aura he had built up with great difficulty disappeared without a trace.

But just as Flaming Tiger was about to attack, he saw Linley suddenly turn around and run in the direction of the flying swords. This sudden turn of events caused Flaming Tiger to freeze in place, and the aura he had built up with great difficulty disappeared without a trace.

One side sprinted without reservation while the other side continuously dodged the fireballs behind them. Three meters, two meters, one meter … Without a doubt, the distance between the two was shortening.

However, just as Linley was about to touch the sword, he unexpectedly gave up on the sword. He turned around fluently, dodging the fire balls that the fire tiger was spitting out. Under everyone's astonished gazes, his right fist landed viciously on the fire tiger's chin, sealing the ball of fire that was still brewing.

Under the Fire Tiger's terrified eyes, the fireball fiercely exploded in the Fire Tiger's mouth, blowing its mouth into a bloody mess.

Just like that, Flaming Tiger laid on the cold ground, continuously twitching.

(I …" I won, I won, I won! I won by relying on my own strength!)

Linley stared at his right hand in disbelief. So he had been planning to rely on the gem in his left hand to defeat the Fire Tiger.

(I am not "trash"!) "How could I possibly be a 'piece of trash'?" "Trash … how could he only rely on his first battle to defeat a rank 2 Magical Beast, the Fire Tiger, when he had just entered the Dou Ling realm?"

Linley was unable to contain his joy. Right now, he could sense that black aura within his body, as though it were speaking to him. But Linley seemed to be staring at a flower within a fog, unable to understand it clearly.

"As expected of my subordinates, well done!" "Hrm?" Sache excitedly ran to Linley, then punched him hard in the face, smashing Linley's injured right hand.

Linley grimaced in pain, not knowing whether to laugh or to cry as he looked at Schadt.

"Well done." Andrew Allen walked in front of Linley, giving him a warm hug, and then in a voice that only the two of them could hear, he whispered into Linley's ear, "Kid, come find me at my tent tomorrow night. "If you dare to not come, hmph …"

With that, Andrew Allen waved at Saudi snow with a smile and left with Vincennes.