Chapter 122: Public Mission (1/2)

Dragon Eight’s body suddenly shook and split into two. Lu Yin dismissed it as extreme speed and was about to attack, but his eyes quickly narrowed as it split again into five total bodies. How was this possible? This wasn’t just a normal speed technique, it had to be an innate gift of speed! He looked for a way out, but the dragons attacked from all directions and sealed off his escape routes.

Forced to face the opponent directly, he gritted his teeth and activated the Cosmic Art, six full stars and the hints of a seventh appearing around him. He could see Dragon Eight’s movements clearly once more, noticing the one actual body among the five. His alarm faded away in an instant; the Cosmic Art was the bane of high speed. Dragon Eight’s enormous eyes shuddered as it saw the Cosmic Palm; how could this human actually find its body? However, the question didn’t last long. The attack landed square on its head, knocking it out in an instant.

A panting Lu Yin grew thrilled when he realized he’d won. Three consecutive victories; he’d completed the hardest Sentinel mission! He was warped back to the teleportation stone, seeing that Michelle had been joined by Coco, Hui Daynight, and Little Pao. However, he savored his victory and entered battle once more; he wanted to try and get four consecutive wins. With his current ability, a bit of good luck was all he needed.

However, his heart dropped when he saw his sixteenth opponent. Or rather, when he saw the one sword that the opponent swung at him. There was nothing after; he had been defeated before he could even glance at their codename.

This was definitely a powerhouse who was at least an Explorer, a fact that left Lu Yin aggravated. Luck was of the utmost importance here; some strong people could have horrible results while a Sentinel like him had consecutive wins. As he walked out of the teleportation stone, he heard the old Trialmaster’s voice, “Lu Yin, seven victories to 18 defeats.”

Michelle was stunned when she realized what that meant, and Hui Daynight clenched his fists as well. His own record was 3-52; how could this mere ant surpass him?

Coco was the first to speak, “Brother Lu, your results are amazing! Darkvoid and Michelle are the best of us, but they still only win one every four and five times. You win one in three!”

Lu Yin walked over and patter her head, “It’s just good luck.”

“How many Sentinels did you encounter?” Hui asked coldly.

“Hmm… Three.”

“Huh. It really is just good luck.”

Lu Yin didn’t bother to explain to the sneering youth. The Daynight Clan was definitely powerful, but Hui was mediocre at best. He would have won in a fight even back when they first joined Astral-10, and that victory would now be instant.

“Brother Lu, are you injured? Do you need treatment?” Coco asked hopefully.

Little Pao walked up behind the disappointed Coco, “Congratulations on completing the most difficult Sentinel mission, Junior Lu. Three consecutive victories is an amazing feat!”

Hui’s expression turned even darker, but Lu Yin just smiled, “I have good luck; I couldn’t lose if I wanted to.”

Little Pao smiled, “I wouldn’t believe that for a second. Anyone capable of entering ported battles is definitely an elite, a genius in the Outerverse if not the Innerverse. Some of them are even famous already; if they were easy enough to beat, the mission would have been completed long ago. But I have to congratulate you; keep up the good work and try to get to thirty consecutive wins.”

“Thirty? Is there any special reward for that, Senior?” Coco asked.

“Yes. Thirty consecutive wins give you the right to challenge the Astral Top 100.”

Lu Yin’s eyes gleamed. The Astral Top 100 listed the most powerful youths in the entire universe; this was the same ranking that Wendy Yushan had reached the top 20 of. Anyone who could get on this list would be renowned across the universe and had an easy opportunity to join the Ten Arbiters’ Council. A single word from them could determine the future of entire planets; it was much more powerful and prestigious than the title of Zishan King.

Coco stuck her tongue out, “I don’t want to go near the Astral Top 100, those people are insane.”

Little Pao laughed, “Well, one should always have a goal. For you guys, it should be the New Student Competition. I was sent to tell you that it will be held in a month, and the reward for the champion is quite unusual too.”

“What is it?” Coco asked expectantly.