Mythical Card Supplier: Starting with Nezha, the Third Lotus Prince Chapter 611 - 418: A Collar? This is the [Qiankun Ring]! (Re

Although he knew that the killer wasn't Caode Jingfeng, he was too chaotically weak to turn his head and glare at the initiator.

Lisandro was taken out, and Wusun Cheng on this side was not having an easy ti either.

If it had been only Nezha alone, he might have been able to defend himself for a while, and not be at a disadvantage for a short ti. The most update n0vels are published on novel⟡fire

But the problem was, there was another helper on Nezha's side.

This helper, although not very strong in attack, was extrely annoying.

Sotis causing dizziness, sotis attacking the spirit, and sotis he would inexplicably deliver himself right to Nezha's spear tip.

Although his own strength was indeed very strong, these little tricks were not lethal, but they were certainly very uncomfortable.

On top of that, the two types of flas burning on his body...

The continuous burning ant that his Purple Quality Defense Equipnt could not hold up much longer.

[I can't keep this up.]

Wusun Cheng looked around and glanced at Nezha and Laojun, then at Lisandro who had already been taken down, and made up his mind.

[First, I'll take down this guy with Three Heads and Eight Arms; after taking him down, I'll find an opportunity to kill another, and hopefully, I can still barely control the situation.]

As a talented player from the Demon Race, Wusun Cheng was always very confident in his own strength.

He did not think that he would be taken down as quickly as Lisandro when facing the encirclent of those three.

He felt that with his own strength as long as he could take down Nezha, those three people on the other side would be a piece of cake, right?

Not to ntion, even if he couldn't take them all down, he must not let them obtain the first-place reward.

Buy ti!

And to buy ti, the most important thing was to take down Nezha first!

Thinking of this, Wusun Cheng's expression turned fierce, and as he watched Nezha charging towards him, he instantly had a plan in mind.

He still had his Purple Quality Defense Equipnt and a life-saving skill on him.

Now, while his Purple Quality Defense Equipnt had yet to be shattered by the two types of flas, he needed to quickly use this skill for a damage-for-damage exchange!

Although Nezha had Defense Equipnt on him as well, he did not believe that what Nezha had could withstand his own attack.

"Next one will be cool!"

Wusun Cheng, saying this, instead of retreating in the face of Nezha's attack, he charged directly towards him.

With two Short Spears in hand, one blocked Nezha's Longsword while the other thrust straight at Nezha's throat.

Before successfully breaking through to the Sixth Realm and being able to reshape the body, no matter the race, the throat was undoubtedly a weakness.

Seeing this scene, a hint of surprise flashed in Nezha's eyes.

A damage-for-damage exchange?

In an instant, Nezha saw through the enemy's intent.

However...

Nezha's mouth curved slightly as he thrust out his Fire-tipped Spear.

Seeing Nezha's attack, Wusun Cheng sighed with relief; the plan succeeded!

Nezha attacked him too!

What he feared most was that after he had decided on a damage-for-damage exchange, Nezha would not et him head-on.

But it was fine.

Nezha's spear tip was also aid at his throat, but he did not care.

The Defense Equipnt's skill was enough to save his life.

The clash between the two was swift. Just as Nezha's Fire-tipped Spear was about to pierce through Wusun Cheng's throat...

Ultimately, the Short Spear's range of attack fell short compared to the Fire-tipped Spear, Wusun Cheng's Short Spear was still slightly away from Nezha's throat.

However, Wusun Cheng had already anticipated this.

In the instant the purple light shone, his throat was pierced by the Fire-tipped Spear!

But the Short Spear in his hand instantly left his grasp, turning into a dark light, and shot towards Nezha's throat with incredible speed.

[How could this be?]

Feeling the pain and numbness in his throat, Wusun Cheng was filled with questions.

Why didn't the life-saving skill on his Purple Quality Defense Equipnt trigger?

It was clear the equipnt hadn't shattered, how could the life-saving skill not trigger?

Wusun Cheng was puzzled, but he didn't have any particularly annoyed thoughts.

After all, he had died along with his opponent.

Wusun Cheng stopped worrying about why the life-saving equipnt hadn't triggered and instead looked over at Nezha.

But in the next second, Wusun Cheng's ntality exploded!

"Huh!"

Wusun Cheng wanted to roar, but his throat had already been pierced and he could only produce a wind-like gasping sound.

He saw it—the golden ring on Nezha's chest suddenly expanded!

A golden ring he had originally thought was a re decoration suddenly grew in size!

He could only watch helplessly as his final strike, the short spear he shot from his hand, hit the golden ring with a sharp clang, and then got deflected away.

Just before his consciousness faded, he finally recognized what that golden ring was.

Wasn't this the very bracelet that had nearly killed Nuslat · Buto of the Western Dragon Clan by knocking him out of the sky?

How could a bracelet transform into a neck ring?

That was the last thought Wusun Cheng had before losing consciousness.

Now, with Gudusite, Nuslat · Buto, Lisandro, and Wusun Cheng all vanquished, only Gloria remained.

Jiang Yuan smiled at Gloria, who glared back at him, ready to say sothing when she was pierced through by an arrow, a spear.

Of course, it wasn't the Sky Shattering Arrow.

Jiang Yuan had no idea if the arena was like the Martial Arts Arena, where skills used within would have their cooldowns reset upon exiting.

If they weren't reset, using the Sky Shattering Arrow to kill Gloria would have been a bit of a waste.

Didn't you see that just now Nuslat · Buto, Lisandro, and Wusun Cheng didn't even get Nezha to use this Skill.

Following Gloria's death, Jiang Yuan and his team also returned to the main hall.

"Almost less than a minute, I guess."

Wang Baiqing looked at the empty hall, now devoid of Gloria and Wusun Cheng's team, and a smile appeared on his face as he spoke to Jiang Yuan beside him.

"About that, it ended pretty quickly."

"If we judge by the fastest team to appear in this hall, it should be them who are quicker."

After saying that, Ao Ao pointed at Gloria and her team and added with a smile.

Wusun Cheng, Nuslat · Buto, and Lisandro, with faces ashen, watched Ao Ao and Jiang Yuan, saying nothing more.

To the victor belong the spoils; this they acknowledged.

But the future is long, the sa.

Such empty words are useless; just wait for a chance to wipe you all out.

"We should be secure in first place now, right?"

Cao Dijing of the chanical Clan also narrowed his eyes, asking joyfully.

"An eighty percent chance, we should be the first to have finished the battle." Gudusidan also smiled and winked at Gudusite across from him, speaking out.

Gudusite indulgently smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

"Each of us will get a Purple Quality Heaven and Earth Treasure, we'll divide them later."

Ao Ao, still very young, was visibly excited as he spoke.

"Of course, no problem. Everyone chooses what they need." Cao Dijing nodded in agreent.

In this team, he certainly had no say.

Both Wang Baiqing and Jiang Yuan were of the Human Clan.

The Eastern Dragon Clan needs no further ntion; they were naturally close to the Human Clan.

And this Undead Royal Family mber beside them, for so reason, was also quite close to Jiang Yuan.

Now that there's a seemingly fair plan, of course he would choose to agree.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuan and his team did not object to the plan.

The hall had only ten people, divided into two small groups.

One group was talking and laughing cheerfully; the other group all had sullen faces, silent.

In a short while, others began to appear in the hall.

Each ti, five people materialized, a whole team.

It seed that entire teams had been eliminated, hence their appearance in the hall.

As ti slowly passed, Jiang Yuan also saw the figure of Mu Qianshan.

Their team, however, seed to be the defeated one.

As the once-empty hall beca lively again, the chanical voice echoed once more.

"The fourth challenge has ended, rewards are now being distributed!"