My Misfortune Crushed Instances-Chapter 192: Someone Else’s Fire Bell Spell

When Li Rui came here for the first time, he attracted the attention of the participants in the selection, not because of himself, but because the people around him were quite noticeable.

Dong Sanchuan's strength was too strong, Nan Jiumei had always been high-profile, both were easy to recognize. With them around, the resolute man with a crew cut must be Zhang Hujun, and the short-haired girl must be Jiang Yu.

The relationship between these four people being close was no secret.

As Zhang Hujun said, those who participated in the selection at this final stage usually did so because they had low levels and lacked confidence in their strength, therefore they delayed registering until a few days before the deadline. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

These people were mostly around level 30, had some skills, but not much. Normally, they regarded those few superstars as idols. Seeing a newcomer mixing with them naturally made them suspicious, wondering if some superstar had been accidentally overlooked.

But not long after, they saw that guy actually waiting in the selection area to go on stage. Only then did they realize he was just like them.

Li Rui didn't mind the gazes of others; he arrived at the waiting area and met an old acquaintance.

"Yu Xin, you're here too."

Back in the West Wind Province, when Li Rui encountered Li Xiaolin, Pu Tong had worried for his safety and specially called this woman over. It was then that the two met.

"Oh, you made it."

Yu Xin knew this young man, nearly ten years younger than herself, was no ordinary person and wasn't surprised by his presence here.

Beside them, two gossip-loving individuals were discreetly glancing over and whispering.

"What is this guy's background? He knows Dong Sanchuan and also knows the second seed, and he's here to compete himself."

The second seed referred to Yu Xin, this woman known for her strength had gained everyone's acknowledgment after two rounds of competitions, leading them to believe her power ranked second among the participants, only losing to that Daoist who had advanced to Curse Master with the Fire Bell Spell.

"Wonder what level he is; maybe he's a big shot here to play with the beginners?"

"The big shots have already qualified; those still competing won't be too strong. The first and second seeds are basically the ceiling."

Nearby, Li Rui was asking Yu Xin, "Are you still going to fight?"

"Just one more match; I need to fight that difficult Daoist, and it should be over."

Yu Xin laughed as she spoke, "That guy is so miserable because his strength is so high. He should have passed long ago, but the review panel keeps holding him back to gauge other people's strength, so he's fought so many matches and is still here."

Li Rui pondered, "So he's already confirmed to qualify?"

"Should be."

"Then if I defeat him, do I still need to fight?"

Yu Xin clicked her tongue, "I told you, our selection doesn't primarily focus on victory or defeat, the key is to demonstrate ability. Everyone has to participate in several matches, and the review panel will arrange different types of opponents for you to see how you respond."

She was not a person with a good temper. Were it not for respecting Li Rui's strength, she'd be too lazy to answer if it were anyone else.

"Alright then."

Li Rui nodded, remembering having seen similar instructions in the rules sent by Song Yao, but he'd been preoccupied with encountering Zuo Qiutian and advancing events, making him forget.

Two uneventful matches took place in the arena, leaving the viewers disinterested, even the review panel seemed bored and quietly discussed who had better qualifications to advance.

Finally, the next group of contestants went on stage: it was Yu Xin and the Daoist named Duan Ling.

This time, few people would feel bored. Even Dong Sanchuan's small team and the review panel were now interested.

Both were among the strongest in the selection, and the battle was bound to be exciting.

The two stepped forward and confirmed being ready with the supervising referee; there was no preparation, no starting call, nor any self-introduction—they started fighting directly.

This was intentional, as in the Secret Realm battlefield, there would be no countdown. Encountering ambushes or surprise attacks would be the norm.

No age, level, or profession of opponents would be announced; you had to inquire yourself. If you failed to gather information, it was regarded as a normal information disadvantage and the fight proceeded.

Likewise, no fairness would exist on the battlefield.

Li Rui watched with arms crossed over his chest, carefully observing the battle.

He wasn't one to be graceful, since self-gathering of information was permitted, he might as well observe carefully.

The Daoist called Duan Ling was an uncommon profession that had advanced to become a Curse Master. This profession likely carried an ability attribute, making skill intensity high.

On the opposite side, Yu Xin was an advanced Martial Monk with Vajra Protection, endowed with tank abilities. One attacked while the other defended, the spear and shield—who was stronger?

The fight began with Yu Xin taking the first action.

She had a secret: besides the skills she possessed from her profession and advancement, she had two extra rare skills. One was naturally the Martial Monk's signature Golden Bell Shield, the other complemented it—the Golden Bell Break.

However, she had never used the latter skill in the selections, reserving it to deliver a fatal strike at critical moments.

Following her charge forward, Duan Ling also began his movement. He uttered a spell and suddenly his body swelled in size, even his skin tone darkened visibly.

Doumu Primordial Monarch's Blessing Chant.

This epic skill was the basis of Duan Ling's ability to overpower others of the same level, greatly enhancing his physique and defense, transforming him from a frail magical profession into a magic-capable melee profession.

Once activated, he could maintain a strong melee level for a period.

Li Rui nodded slightly.

"This skill is quite nice. I want it; I wonder if it could be replicated into a coat."

After morphing, Duan Ling remained vigilant. He didn't use his spell immediately, instead opting to probe first.

He could see that the woman opposite him surely had something held in reserve.

Crack, crack.

The two exchanged fists in a fierce, close-quarters combat; the Daoist surprisingly did not lose to the Martial Monk.

Buzz!

Empowered by strength augmentation, Duan Ling spotted a gap, striking with both fists, while Yu Xin failed to evade, clapping her hands together.

Bang!

The Golden Bell Shield's silhouette suddenly appeared!

Duan Ling hesitated not one bit, using his fist to pound directly against it.

Yu Xin felt somewhat pleased, as her opponent had fallen into a trap.

Rare talents—Resonant Bell: if enemies used melee attacks to contact the Golden Bell Shield, they'd suffer intermediate shock effects in return.

As expected, upon contact with the Golden Bell Shield, Duan Ling only felt a numbing jolt spread from his arm, causing him to stagger back several steps, unable to regain his posture immediately.

Yu Xin thought she was winning; she showed no mercy, seizing the opportunity to hammer from the inside against the Golden Bell Shield.

Golden Bell Break!

This sequential skill not only offered considerable damage but also reflected damage inflicted on the Golden Bell Shield during its duration.

The entire ephemeral Golden Bell shattered spectacularly, transforming into countless sharp blades that pierced Duan Ling.

Pfft, pfft.

His body became instantly bloody, collapsing backward. Just as most people felt astonished, a sound like bursting filled the air, leaving a shredded paper figure in his place.

Substitute!

Meanwhile, the real Duan Ling, who had escaped using Golden Cicada Shell, circled around to Yu Xin's back, extending his left hand, curling his ring finger and thumb toward his palm.

Li Rui raised an eyebrow; this was the hand gesture of the Fire Bell Spell.