Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

In the final match of the quarterfinals, Jun Luochuan and the mysterious woman Lin Yu stood facing each other on the arena like two war gods locked in combat. The aura emanating from Lin Yu was like a biting cold wind, causing alarm bells to ring loudly in Jun Luochuan's heart. He knew that this battle would be a life-or-death struggle, fraught with peril and extreme difficulty.

Jun Luochuan took a deep breath, as if trying to absorb all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his lungs, attempting to calm his heart, which was pounding like a deer. His eyes were like deep lakes as he silently calculated his tactics in his mind. His focused gaze was fixed on Lin Yu's every move, not missing a single subtle action, trying to keenly capture the fleeting flaw from her spiderweb-like changes.

From the very start of the match, Lin Yu, like an enraged lion, launched a furious and relentless attack. Her magic was like dazzling yet deadly fireworks, breathtakingly beautiful yet filled with chilling danger. Jun Luochuan did not choose to fight head-on like an egg against a rock, but instead moved with ghostly speed, dodging to the side. His movements were light and agile, like a leaf dancing in the wind.

"Hmph, all you do is dodge!" Lin Yu said coquettishly, her voice like a sharp thorn piercing the heart. Her attacks grew increasingly fierce, like a surging tide, wave after wave, giving Jun Luochuan no chance to breathe.

Jun Luochuan sneered inwardly, a sneer as chilling as frost in the dead of winter. He understood that Lin Yu was trying to provoke him, to make him charge recklessly like a mad bull. But how could he fall for such a childish trap? He dodged with the agility of a fish, while his all-seeing eyes observed the patterns in Lin Yu's attacks, his focused expression like that of an explorer searching for light in the darkness.

Lin Yu's attacks appeared flawless and impenetrable, like an impregnable fortress. However, Jun Luochuan, with his eagle-like keen insight, still detected the fleeting pauses after each attack within this seemingly perfect offensive. Thus, after Lin Yu launched another whirlwind of attacks, Jun Luochuan seized that brief moment of hesitation and, like a cheetah lying in wait, suddenly launched a swift counterattack.

He unleashed a powerful spell, a spell that shot towards Lin Yu like a dazzling meteor, carrying devastating force. Lin Yu clearly hadn't expected Jun Luochuan to launch such a surprise counterattack at this moment, and in his hasty response, his previously airtight defense revealed a barely perceptible flaw.

Jun Luochuan seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity as if it were a lifeline, quickly changing his tactics. He no longer charged relentlessly, but instead adopted a flexible and varied approach, like guerrilla warfare, constantly harassing Lin Yu like a mosquito, preventing her from concentrating on casting those powerful but mentally taxing spells.

"Jun Luochuan, what kind of hero are you! If you have the guts, fight fair and square!" Lin Yu shouted angrily, his voice filled with rage and resentment, like a burning flame.

Jun Luochuan, however, didn't care. A disdainful smile appeared on his lips. "As long as I can win, who cares what methods I use! On the battlefield, the victor is king, and the loser is a bandit!"

The audience below the stage was amazed by Jun Luochuan's ingenious tactics, and their exclamations rose and fell like surging waves.

Su Yao was as excited as a happy little bird in the audience, waving her hands non-stop, "Jun Luochuan, go for it! You're so smart! You're the best!"

Hearing Su Yao's encouraging and trusting call, Jun Luochuan felt a blazing fire ignite in his heart, further strengthening his belief in victory. He quickened the pace of his harassment, like a rapid drumbeat, leaving Lin Yu overwhelmed, like a flower swaying in a storm.

Gradually, Lin Yu began to struggle, and his attacks became chaotic and disorganized, like a ship that had lost its way. Jun Luochuan knew that the opportunity had quietly arrived, like a ripe fruit.

He concentrated all his strength once more and launched a fierce attack, like a volcanic eruption. Lin Yu could no longer withstand this overwhelming power and was struck by Jun Luochuan's magic, staggering back a few steps.

At this moment, Jun Luochuan, like the rising sun, had gained the upper hand...

End of this chapter