Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor-Chapter 964 - 116: Training the Beiming Guards (Part 2)

Chapter 964: Chapter 116: Training the Beiming Guards (Part 2)

Within Biluo Valley, a person and an ant, Long Feng and a Beiming Guard.

Like two arrows racing through the air, Long Feng and that Beiming Guard suddenly charged forward.

Neither of them chose to use magic, instead opting for close combat to quickly finish this match.

They both naturally assumed that Yun Sheng, a mage, would need some time to chant her spells.

But just as they leaped, the Centipede Ant General spat out two streams of venom.

The venom was foul and corrosive—just a drop on the Beiming Guard’s leg and he felt immense pain.

"Poison!"

Long Feng’s quick eyes and hands seized the Beiming Guard, surrounding his body with a faint breeze, as if he had grown Wind Wings, deftly dodging the venomous attack.

Damned beast!

Long Feng’s gaze turned ferocious as he raised his hand, sending a Wind Scythe toward the Centipede Ant General on the ground.

A sprawling wave of magical mist swept over them, like a sudden sandstorm from all directions. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The silhouettes of three humans and one beast were quickly obscured by this overwhelming mist.

Under such dense magical mist, even those with excellent vision could only make out vague shadows.

Let alone engage in close combat; locating someone was extremely difficult.

The mist kept thickening, making the world seem nothing but a vast expanse of white.

Long Feng was astonished; he didn’t expect Yun Sheng to summon such a large-scale magical mist so quickly.

Could this mist really trap them?

As he prepared to strike, Long Feng, having already completed his magic chanting, smirked disdainfully.

Mages with dual cultivation could chant while boosting their fighting spirit; the emerald green Wind Element gathered incessantly around Long Feng.

Wind Power dispersed some of the dense mist, making visibility a bit clearer.

With more Wind Magic Elements forming and intertwining, crescent-shaped Wind Scythes gradually took shape.

"Go, Wind Scythe Prison," the scythes, like a beast drawn to blood, lunged toward a hazy figure in the mist.

The Wind Scythe Prison, forged by hundreds of Wind Scythes, trapped Yun Sheng within.

The harsh scythes slashed through; escaping from this prison seemed impossible.

At that moment, a colossal roar echoed in the sky.

A lightning bolt ripped through the heavens.

Even the Beiming Guard and Long Huo, who were blinded by the mist, looked up.

Up in the sky, a terrifying Thunder Shock tore through the sky.

The twisted, scorching lightning streaked down, barbarous Thunder Power pierced the Wind Prison; the wind met the fiercer thunder and crumbled.

The collision between purple and green Wind Power was spectacular, yet the purple Thunder Power ultimately dominated.

Long Feng’s expression turned from red to blue.

But the most shocking scene was yet to come.

"Buzz buzz."

A strange sound like a disturbed hornet’s nest echoed.

Long Feng’s vision blurred momentarily as the mist began to dissipate—on the ground, a "dark cloud" swiftly formed.

What the hell? How was there a dark cloud on the ground?

The cloud was still moving rapidly.

Upon closer inspection, it was clearly composed of hundreds of Flying Ants.

Each ant was the size of a termite but slightly larger, equipped with powerful wings, and far more aggressive.

The progeny of the Centipede Ant General, small yet overwhelming in numbers; thousands of Ant Soldiers could devour an Elephant Clan beast in an instant.

Their flying ability was astonishing; they devoured flesh and drank blood aggressively.

Only then did Long Feng realize he had fallen into Yun Sheng’s trap.

The seemingly insignificant ant beast was actually a Beast General Level entity capable of summoning demon beasts.

Alas, Long Feng understood too late.

Facing thousands of Flying Ants posed a far worse fate than confronting wasps, leaving him with just one option—escape!

Realizing the dire situation, Long Feng shouted and retreated several feet.

But the Beiming Guard named Song An wasn’t as fortunate.

The Centipede Ant General’s venom was potent; the guard’s cries were desperate, but already poisoned, he was no match for the Flying Ants.

The swarm quickly engulfed the Beiming Guard, wrapping him entirely within seconds.

The guard screamed, rolling on the ground, desperately struggling, yet utterly defenseless.

At first, Song An could resist, but soon everything became deathly still, leaving behind only a skeleton—with even the viscera stripped clean by the ants.

"I will kill you." Long Feng roared in fury upon witnessing his comrade’s tragic fate.

"Wind Blades Across the Sky."

A high-level magic spell unleashed countless Wind Scythe Blades like a blizzard, shredding the Flying Ants into pieces.

Just as Long Feng thought it was all about to end, a terrible Magic Wave shook his very soul.

His focus had been entirely on the Centipede Ant General... the Summoner!

A figure flashing like lightning tore through space.

"Mystical Thunder Vortex," was all that remained in Yun Sheng’s black eyes, a merciless kill.

Aided by Chi Mei steps, her movements were unbelievably swift, closing the distance to Long Feng in an instant.

At that moment, Long Feng felt as if even the wind around him had frozen.

The terrifying Magic Thunder Vortex brushed past Long Feng.

Despite not hitting directly, the sheer power of the vortex still sent Long Feng flying.

It felt like plummeting like a meteor, and only after hitting the ground did Long Feng manage to roll and rise.

Looking down, he found a large piece of flesh torn from his chest and abdomen, bleeding profusely.

"I lost," Long Feng admitted defeat, lowering his head.

Any closer, and Yun Sheng’s Magic Thunder Vortex might have pierced his body directly.

Long Feng never expected his pride in years of dual cultivation to crumble so effortlessly before Yun Sheng’s dual cultivation of magic and summoning.

The fierce battle had been witnessed by all the Beiming Guards; they never imagined Long Feng, the Second Steward, could lose.

None dared say a word; the match had instilled great fear in them, and none dared underestimate the Princess again.

"Long Feng, the Princess is no ordinary person; her summoning techniques and magic are equally outstanding. The Prince’s foresight surpasses these old bones of ours," Long Huo approached, patting the shoulder of his old friend.

He could tell Long Feng still cared about the outcome.

"Ah, Brother, I was wrong in the past. This time, the Princess spared my life; now that my life is saved, I shall serve the Princess... no, the Prince," Long Feng, more perceptive than Long Huo, knew Yun Sheng’s intentions at a glance.

From then on, the Beiming Guards were reunited.