Chapter 87: Finally Got A Bit Of Luck

  Wu You's face changed slightly, and she was even more annoyed in her heart. Lei Dong this stinky brat really didn't put himself in his place. He said he would hit, and completely left no room for maneuvering. With her cultivation, as soon as she focused a bit, she could vaguely sense the dark shadow ghost soldier who had cast the stealth technique sneaking around. And the other one was constantly shooting arrows at herself.

  Ding ding ding~

  The upper-grade Frosty Jade Shield danced in the air, effortlessly flipping up and down, blocking the continuous barrage of arrows. With a hint of annoyance, he flipped his hand, and a reverse spike suddenly appeared, holding a whip several meters long that seemed to be made from the bones of some strange beast. As his wrist shook, the whip transformed into a blur, striking towards Leidong with a loud crackling sound, accompanied by the faint sounds of wailing ghosts and howling wolves that could steal one's soul.

  Whip-type magic tools, both attacking and controlling, can be considered a good type of magic tool. However, unlike flying swords and other attacking magic tools, whip-type magic tools require a lot of time to practice before they can be wielded well, making them far less popular than flying swords. But when mastered, they are extremely formidable.

  Although her spiritual energy was somewhat inferior, she was by no means weak. Lei Dong didn't dare to be careless in the slightest when facing her. The broken Ling Xiao shield flew up and down, blocking her heavy whip shadows, while at the same time, the half-transparent yet extremely important Xuan Yin shield protected her body.

  But at this moment, the dark shadow ghost had already sneaked up behind her, preparing to launch a sneak attack. Wu You Han saw that he couldn't take down Lei Dong for the time being, and didn't dare ignore the dark shadow ghost like Bai Li Yun did. He could only whip his shadow around, wrapping it around the dark shadow, and with a flick of his wrist... With a loud "pa" sound, the dark shadow ghost was thrown out several meters, followed by dozens of whip shadows attacking like a storm.

  The poor Dark Shadow Ghost stole a chicken but ended up getting caught and was beaten with over ten whips. His originally solid soul body became somewhat dim and weak, his soft armor also being whipped into strips.

  But Wǔ Yōu Hán was entangled with the dark shadow ghosts, Léi Dòng had not been idle. With a flick of his hand, nothing happened. Immediately afterwards, he grasped the Wàn Guǐ Fān in his hand again. Although in the previous battle, more than half of the fierce ghosts died in the fight against Bǎi Lǐ Yún. However, the remaining one hundred or so fierce ghosts, howling and forming a ghostly tide to charge forward, did not seem weak at all.

  A hundred ghosts descended upon her, and Yuhan's face changed slightly. She didn't have time to retract the Shadow Ghost Troops, so she opened up her shield fully. The heavy whip shadows swept across the sky once more. The whip shadows overlapped each other, with a fierce aura surging forth. One by one, the ferocious ghosts were slaughtered. In an instant, over ten of them had been exterminated. However, the remaining hundred or so ferocious ghosts had already surrounded her. They bared their teeth and brandished their claws, their sharp fangs gnashing together. Yuhan's Xuan Yin shield was gradually fading at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye. It was likely that within ten breaths' time, the ferocious ghosts would be able to break through her defenses. At that time, what awaited her would be the fate of having her soul devoured by the hundred ghosts.

  "Lei Dong, you really think I'm easy to bully." Yu Youhan was entangled by the hundred ghosts outside the Xuan Yin shield, each one ugly and eerie, making her furious. She burst into a loud scolding, her pretty face cold and stern as she shouted: "Watch this lady's Xuan Yin...!"

  Bang!

  The two words "Dafa" had not yet come out, but Yu Youhan already felt a heavy blow coming from behind. After being shocked and scolding herself for being careless, knowing that he only had a twelve-level high-quality ghost soldier. The Xuan Yin shield suddenly announced its collapse, and the ghost soldier's double stabs still had remaining strength, heavily striking her back. Unfortunately, she seemed to be wearing a high-quality inner armor as well, even with the ghost soldier's fierce strike, after breaking through the Xuan Yin shield, it could only stab into her back by an inch.

  But the huge impact force shook her forward for several steps. Without the obstruction of the mysterious shield, the hundred ghosts cheered and excitedly rushed to her body, opening their sharp claws and teeth, savagely tearing at her flesh and soul. At this critical moment, she could only protect her face, shouting in shock and confusion: "I surrender, I admit defeat."

  After she surrendered, Leidong, who knew the rules well, didn't dare to pursue her anymore and called off Baigui and Gui Zhu. However, he vigilantly stared at Wu Youhan. Because Leidong knew that this kind of arrogant woman, once having suffered a great loss, sometimes couldn't control her temper and would still cause trouble after admitting defeat.

  As expected, Wu Youhan stopped attacking after Lei Dong did, and looked at the scratches on her arm outside of her armor that Bai Gui had clawed out. She felt a surge of anger in her chest, but the ghostly soldier behind her transmitted a sense of presence to her at just the right time. Wu Youhan's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her head to see Lei Dong's vigilant and warning-filled gaze. In the end, she didn't dare act rashly, let out a cold snort, and put away her magic shield and whip.

  "The Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave Thunder Movement, against the Tianmo Palace's Dance of Frosty Chill. The Thunder Movement wins." The referee of the Foundation Establishment period saw that the arrogant Dance of Frosty Chill had lost, and his heart was also secretly pleased. What about your Tianmo Palace? Isn't it just being cleaned up by the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave's Thunder Movement? Unintentionally, he felt a surge of goodwill towards Thunder Movement. He thought to himself that if that little girl dared to break the rules and make another move after admitting defeat, he would definitely have to teach her a lesson.

  Lei Dong put away all the ghostly guards and the Wan Gui Fan, with a polite yet distant expression, and bowed: "Thank you, Dance Master Sister."

  "Hmph." Yu Han's face turned cold as he snorted and flew away with a swift movement.

  A slight relaxation in the heart, this battle won unexpectedly easily. If not for Yu Youhan's unyielding and firm personality, he would have been taken aback and lost. In the end, although it was still his victory, it wouldn't have been so easy.

  He didn't dare to think about anything else, and he was also afraid that Ding Yuanyan would come to settle accounts with him. Lei Dong immediately returned to his temporary residence, continued to meditate and cultivate his energy, recovering the consumed true energy and incidentally healing his injuries.

  Time flew by, and another period of time passed. Although Lei Dong's injuries had not healed much during this process, his true energy had already recovered to about 70-80%. He then walked calmly towards the lottery area.

  As expected, Ding Wanyan glared at him fiercely and said with a blush: "Lei Dong, you're courting death! How dare you get on the stage and fight with Wu Youhan?"

  "Haha, sister don't be angry, didn't we win? " Lei Dong said with a smile: "This time there's another chance to draw lots, let me try my luck again."

  Seeing his smirking face, Ding Yuanyan could only glare at him with annoyance: "If I draw you, I'll definitely teach you a lesson."

  Lei Dong knew that Ding Yuanyan was also concerned about him, afraid that he would really have a problem. He didn't mind in his heart, but instead felt some warmth. So he put on an attitude and started chatting with her in a good tone, changing the subject. He thought of his past life again, from what he saw online, vaguely remembering old jokes, and casually picked one or two to tell Ding Yuanyan.

  As expected, Ding Wan's face turned red and her ears were burning, and she coquettishly scolded: "Lei Dong, you're really not a good thing, with a belly full of evil water."

  "Sister, you're wronging me! I'm from a humble background, how would I know these fancy things?" Lei Dong said with a look of grievance: "These are all things that Chen Ge talks about in his daily life, he's from a wealthy and noble family."

  "Hmm, Chen Ge, huh? He seems to be quite honest, but it turns out he's not that honest after all?" Ding Yuanyan didn't know that her brother was using love as a means of persuasion at critical moments, and her pretty face showed a hint of displeasure. But thinking again, she whispered: "Speaking of origins, after this decade-long competition... our generation will finally have the qualifications to go back and take a look. Younger brother, you..."

  "It's been ten years since I entered the door, and I must go back once." Lei Dong also thought of his parents in this life, who had raised him carefully for over a decade. His heart was also a little sour. However, due to the rules of the sect, those who had not yet spent ten years since entering were not allowed to return home without permission. Lei Dong hadn't even gone back once.

  "Can you, little brother..." Ding Yuanyan's cheeks flushed slightly, stuttering and unsure of what to say.

  Lei Dong suddenly shouted: "The draw is over, I'm finally lucky! It's my turn..."

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