Chapter 48: Post-Battle Thoughts

After he was thrown out of the arena, the spear knight hugged the spear in his arms dazedly for a while.

The moment he came back to his senses, he realized that he was already on the grass outside of the arena.

“Damn it!” He propped himself up with his spear and was about to jump back onto the arena before his shoulder was pressed down forcibly by Solar who had been watching from a side.

“You’ve lost, Kaermo.”

“I…” The spear knight stood up and was about to refute, but before he could, he grunted in pain from the destructive aura that had invaded his body and kneeled back onto the ground, his face still charred from being hit by an Aura Blast.

The spirit of the tower replenished the spear knight’s life-force immediately, but his face still took a while to recover.

“What do you think?”

Solar turned over to the arena, and Zhao Mingwei’s aura and tiger-dragon shadow disappeared with the wind. He bowed politely at Solar and Kaermo with his palms held together, before walking back to the bunch of players that had already started celebrating.

“I have no idea, his power was quite strange…It was kind of like lightning magic but not really, and when I was blasted by that blast constructed from that energy, I felt like I was struck by lightning. And that last roar seemed to be some sort of mental type magic.” The spear knight was thinking about what Zhao Mingwei’s powers were.

“I wasn’t asking about that…Within the fifteen sacred souls that you fought with earlier, they all had special powers and abilities. Powers like flame magic, frost magic and lightning magic are all more common, but they seem to be able to control blood, create blades from magic, summoning alchemic machinery and even the power of necromancy…They all have different powers, but…”

Solar had been watching for all the matches, and they all had extremely different powers, and only a few were somewhat similar.

“I know what you mean.” The spear knight stared at Zhao Mingwei as he got off the arena and said, “This one is a true warrior, unlike those others that were like infants that had just left their cradle. The battles that he had fought wouldn’t be any less than any of us. Even if we fought again, I’m not sure if I can win…”

“There might be other strong warriors like him within these sacred souls, and even those that you called infants that don’t have the same battle sense and instincts have great potential too.”

“You mean…” The spear knight had guessed what this knight that was in charge of training soldiers in Aquaflow had thought of.

“According to the prophecy, these are the ones chosen to save our world, but they have their own thoughts and desires, which means that they can be hired. From their conversations, apparently what they need the most now are magical stones.”

As the spear knight was battling with the sacred souls, Solar was quite focused on checking their reactions. He wasn’t able to understand why they reacted the way they did sometimes, but whenever one of them lost against the spear knight they always lamented about losing magical stones.

“Magical stones? Why would they want that?” In the eyes of the spear knight, magical stones were quite useless except for those mages.

“I don’t know, but I’ve deployed people to check.” Solar unsheathed his sword and stepped onto another arena. “But now, our duty is to battle with them until the apocalypse arrives.”

“About time to educate some children.”

The spear knight stepped back onto the arena, where Zhao Mingwei had already stepped down and a Shielder called InkFlashback took his place.

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As these runes appeared on the arena, the players cheered and exclaimed about how fast his fists were, how great he was at playing, and even wondered what skills he used had used.

Jiang Qiao could see a bunch of emojis and stickers popping out from the players’ heads, ones that were throwing petals and ones where seals were patting their tummies.

These were the two series of emojis available in Sacred Souls at the moment—The default yellow face, and the seal series that was added by Jiang Qiao.

There was thundering applause for Zhao Mingwei and a bunch of emojis, and some even used items like fireworks and firecrackers, making the whole scene look like some sort of grand celebration.

In response to their cheers, Zhao Mingwei swung his fist in the air before walking down the arena, and at the first moment he stepped onto the ground he was surrounded by the other players.

“What class are you, boss?”

“How did you do those combos and that step you did after using detect? I couldn’t even see the movements of that NPC when I went up earlier.”

Zhao Mingwei couldn’t reply them all, so he only chose one question to reply to.

“My class is an Aura Bender, and it’s a class change from the Qi Bender class. The requirements for class change is at least 250 Intelligence and 15 Charm, and the class change quest is actually quite hard. This is a close-combat leather garb class, and I wouldn’t recommend newbies to try it because the Qi Bender class is quite strong too.” Zhao Mingwei didn’t act as if his class was a secret that only he was privy to.

He had been studying the class system in Sacred Souls lately, and he realized that it wasn’t as convoluted as people made it out to be. For example, the Aura Bender class was just a Qi Bender that had thrown away their strength in exchange for Intelligence and aura-based powers.

Of course, this also meant that they had pitifully low HP and Defense, and could easily be defeated.

Zhao Mingwei saw a bunch of friend requests flooding in upon getting down from the arena, and after thinking for a bit, he added them all and added them into the ‘do not disturb’ section of his friend list.

“I actually have things to attend to in real life.” Zhao Mingwei looked around the crowd, and locked in on Jiang Qiao who was standing further away.

Jiang Qiao was clapping in response to Zhao Mingwei’s win, and Zhao Mingwei made an ‘OK’ sign at him logging off in a flash of light.

It was already six in the evening, and Zhao Mingwei had only come online to help the Sacred Souls players with their morale.

Zhao Mingwei left a simple message of ‘Dungeon-crawling at midnight’ and logged off.

“This quest can be continued without any problems now.”

Jiang Qiao looked at the Aquaflow knights that appeared on the fifteen arenas, and while the spear knight and the sword knight were still seen as players as machines created by the damned developers to eat their magical stones, but they could still be defeated with the proper skills and professional ability, while the others were somewhat easier to defeat.

In short, players have already realized that this quest wasn’t one that could be done by the average player, and once they did they could brag about it endlessly to their friends on their Weibo and on forums.

This was the pride of players that could win against an elite boss or enemies that were considered to be overpowered, and under the attention of so many people too—It was quite the addicting feeling.

As Jiang Qiao was planning on what to do next, a light purple silhouette appeared in his field of vision.

“Hello, can I interview you?” An Assassin character named ‘FrontlineReporter’ asked Jiang Qiao.