Chapter 112: Image (1/2)

“How about you, Coco?” Lu Yin’s lips curved as he looked at the girl.

“I… I’m called Little Angel,” she said with a blush, leaving him speechless.

“I’m Silver Needle,” Zora walked over and volunteered.

Mend Yue headed over as well, staring at him, “I’m Desolation, remember that. If I meet you in a ported battle, I won’t show mercy.”

“There’s only one teleportation stone, we won’t meet,” Lu Yin replied.

At this point, Silver walked out with his trademark sly smile. They all thought he’d won for a moment, but the Trialmaster announced, “Silver, zero victories to one defeat.”

By this point, all twelve of them had tried their hand at the ported battles. Outside of Michelle and Darkvoid who had one victory each, the rest were all defeated. Their opponents weren’t just beyond their realm, but also absolute elites or geniuses with innate gifts. The universe was just so big, and Lu Yin now sensed acutely just how small the Great Yu Empire was. He could match up to Yu Academy’s Melders as a Sentinel, especially with his sixth star where he was now confident in facing a hall master like Gerbach, but he wasn’t even confident against opponents of the same level in these ported battles. Perhaps he might even meet another powerhouse who had learnt the Cosmic Art in these battles.

Hui Daynight stepped into the teleportation stone’s domain once more with a desire to continue battling, while most of the others got back in line. These battles were a fresh experience to them, and they all wanted to try again. After several rounds, Lu Yin got his second chance. He gave himself the codename of Seventh Brother; he did not know why, but he’d always felt like he was ranked seventh. However, his luck wasn’t too great over the next few rounds. He met two Limiteers, an Explorer, and a Melder, but even the Melder had defeated him easily.

As he walked out of the scope of the teleportation stone for the fifth time, Lu Yin heard the Trialmaster shout, “Lu Yin, zero victories to five defeats.” He minded his own business and walked away, deciding not to enter again in the short term. Fighting like that was useless; his opponents didn’t even give him time to react, so it wasn’t very helpful in practice. It was clear that he could only use the ported battles as a benchmark for his own strength.

“Want some food, Friend?” Silver smiled and raised a sausage in the distance, the aroma wafting out as he added seasoning. Coco, Zora, and Lulu were already eating there, so he didn’t bother with pleasantries and just grabbed one and dug in.

“Brother Silver, you’re a great chef!” Coco commended.

Silver smiled, “Eat more if you like it, I’m a gourmet.”

“How many matches have you fought?” Lu Yin asked.

Silver lifted up one finger.

“Just one?” Lu Yin was incredulous.

The old man caught the meat and sniffed it, “Not bad, you have some sense. Good kid.”

“As long as you like it,” Silver smiled.

The old man’s face blossomed with a smile of his own, “I do.”

Fortunately Michelle did not see this scene. Silver had not spoken too loudly, but the Trialmaster clearly heard what he’d said. He’d clearly been acting deaf in front of her, a fact that would anger her to no end.

More people left as time passed, with Zhao Yilong, Schutz, Xia Luo, and Zora all leaving to find a more interesting place to train. Silver finished cooking and left as well, but Lu Yin stuck around near the teleportation stone to see how many victories Hui Baiye and Darkvoid could get. Those two were still going at it.

“Hui Baiye, one victory to 27 defeats,” the Trialmaster said.

Not long after, “Darkvoid, seven victories to 22 defeats.”