Chapter 94: Lu Yin’s Strategy (2/2)
After he finished speaking, the black flames that pervaded the sky violently crashed down. It was like a dark cloud descending over the school, and everyone backed off. Lu Yin again put the Flash to good use, but he did not attempt to evade. Instead, he faced the black flames head-on and birthed a cold wind around his body as he encased himself in ice and shot into the fire. It was common sense to fight fire with ice, and he still had the innate gift of Frost that he’d taken from Bai Xue. Even though he wasn’t familiar enough with it to use it well, it was good enough as a temporary defensive measure.
Ghostfire did not know where Lu Yin was, but Bazeer and the rest could see him clearly. They were especially shocked to see Lu Yin’s entire body covered in ice, and even Dorren was taken aback. He recalled that Sigmund Mathers had reported some sort of die-related innate gift; why was it Frost now?
Ordinary ice would not stop the black flames, but it allowed Lu Yin to get through and appear above the school. His figure flickered beside a huge bell and kicked out, starting it buzzing as it crashed right down. Blinded by his own flames, Ghostfire had been confident that Lu Yin could not harm him. It was only after the bell landed that he realized something was wrong, dispersing the flames and realizing that he was trapped. He started wailing into the wall, but couldn’t get out no matter how hard he tried.
The school bell was made with exceptional materials designed to defend against Limiteer attacks, and the ground got harder the deeper one went. A Sentinel would likely need at least three hours to escape. Everyone watched in stunned silence; was this even allowed? A loud rumbling came out from the large bell as Ghostfire struggled to escape, but his attempts were futile. Lu Yin landed on it and knocked against it leisurely, “Not bad; it’s quite hard.”
“You cheater, this is cheating!” A Limiteer beside Bazeer cried out angrily.
“Weren’t you the ones who said there’s no need for fairness in battle?” Lu Yin stated in mock astonishment, “What is this cheating you speak of?”
“Insolence!” the Limiteer raged.
Bazeer stretched out a hand to stop his subordinate, “Indeed, anything goes in battle. Since he was the one who challenged you, we wholeheartedly accept our loss. It isn’t like the Youth Council cannot take losses graciously.”
Dorren spoke out, “Representative Bazeer, this is just a friendly contest. There is no need to determine a winner and loser. In any event, Ghostfire did not lose; he would make it out in three hours at most.”
Bazeer said solemnly, “Even if he makes it out, the Zishan King is too fast for him to catch up to.”
“But His Majesty is unable to defeat Ghostfire as well, can we count this as a draw?” Dorren smiled.
Bazeer did not acknowledge the question at all, only taking a good look at Lu Yin. His brows knitted as he heard the bell chime, a wave of his hand cracking the school grounds open exactly below the bell. Everyone felt a strong wind strike their faces with the sharpness of a knife, showcasing his might.
Ghostfire rushed out from the underground and glared at Lu Yin, “How despicable! You should fight me in the open if you’re really that good, playing dirty tricks just shows us what kind of cowardly antics those in the Great Yu Empire employ in battle.”
Lu Yin looked at him, amused, “Battles are dynamic. They’re not just about power, but also strategy and intellect. I did tell you I’d give you a free lesson.”
Ghostfire was seething with anger, his already-pale face now even paler. However, Bazeer raged, “Ghostfire, come back!”
He greeted his teeth, “Representative Bazeer, let me fight another round.”
“I told you to come back!” Bazeer thundered, his figure instantly transforming into that of a bear whose roar pierced the sky. The clouds dispersed, and space itself grew unstable as everyone felt goosebumps forming on their skin.
Lu Yin’s eyes narrowed as he felt an immense sense of pressure, far higher than what Sigmund had exerted on him on Earth. Ghostfire’s expression changed in an instant and he complied immediately, not daring to make another rebuttal.
Bazeer suppressed his anger and turned to Prince Dorren, “Your Highness, sorry for making a mockery of ourselves. We will take our leave now; we are hungry and would like to try the delicious food the Great Yu Empire has to offer.”