Chapter 544: Scaring Himself
"What's going on?"
When Liu Baixin heard the emotionless warning from the electronic sensor,
he felt utterly targeted!
He had merely glanced at Ling Zhan.
And suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure descend on his shoulders.
He suspected Ling Zhan used some kind of eye technique to pressure him!
Yet the arena sensors flagged him for early attack but didn't penalize Ling Zhan!
Seeing no reaction from the machine, he had retaliated.
But in the end, he turned out to be the fool!
This was unfair!
Absolutely unfair!
Who could accept this!?
Without hesitation, he turned to the referee, pointing at Ling Zhan, "Referee, he also used pressure first. Why did the sensor only flag me for early attack and not him?"
The referee found this difficult to address.
He wanted to say that he felt no pressure from Ling Zhan!
It seemed Liu Baixin simply panicked and triggered his own aura before the countdown even finished.
Was this really something to blame the referee for?
Nearby, the other reserve squad members exchanged puzzled glances.
Huh?
Ling Zhan had released pressure? They didn't feel a thing.
But since Liu Baixin was an elite squad member, no one dared refute him, fearing his retaliation.
Even the referee hesitated to embarrass Liu Baixin directly, so he looked toward General Li.
General Li frowned, glancing at Liu Baixin with a trace of disappointment.
"Liu Baixin, it was indeed you who attacked first. We sensed no pressure from Ling Zhan whatsoever."
General Li's statement was like a bomb, exploding in everyone's minds.
Liu Baixin looked at General Li in disbelief.
This…
How was this possible!?
"Pfft!"
Just then,
someone in the crowd let out an abrupt laugh.
Almost contagiously,
one chuckle led to more people smiling.
Eventually, they all burst into laughter!
"Hahahahaha!"
"This Liu Baixin… haha, kind of funny!"
"I thought he was just trying to intimidate Ling Zhan, but it turns out he got scared and triggered his aura!"
"What a hilarious move!"
"This is what we call scaring himself—Ling Zhan didn't even do anything!"
"…"
The crowd's roaring laughter made Liu Baixin's expression darken.
Damn it!
He was sure he felt pressure!
Could it really be that he'd just scared himself?
That would indeed be ridiculous.
"Alright, stop wasting time. Let's get started."
Seeing Liu Baixin's flushed, almost-breaking face, Li Changshan urged the referee to proceed.
Any more delay, and Liu Baixin's composure might crack before the fight even began.
Frankly, he never expected Liu Baixin to make such a rookie mistake.
To scare himself, no less.
It was quite pathetic.
As the squad leader, Li Changshan could only salvage his dignity by hurrying the match along.
With this prompt, the referee raised his hand again, and the arena's countdown resumed.
However, Liu Baixin's expression was now dark and filled with resentment.
Damn it!
This damn non-specialist!
Had caused him to lose face like this!
Soon enough, he'd show him true cruelty!
You see…
People like Liu Baixin always preferred to blame others for their mistakes.
In truth, Ling Zhan had not exerted any aura whatsoever.
He had merely stared at Liu Baixin.
Likely, it was Ling Zhan's Demonic Eye subconsciously affecting his opponent.
Even without intending to use it, the awakening of his demonic bloodline made his gaze resemble a vortex. Locking eyes with him, targets often felt an invisible weight.
Liu Baixin was one such case.
But to Ling Zhan, it didn't matter.
He wasn't concerned with his opponent, especially one destined to lose.
Ding!!
At that moment,
the five-second countdown finished.
Whoosh!!
Without hesitation, despite his rage, Liu Baixin chose the most cautious approach, retreating immediately.
The arena was vast.
To allow reserve members to fully demonstrate their abilities, the arena was designed for expansion.
This match wasn't a low-level skirmish.
Though Ling Zhan hadn't reached level 70, his destructive power was well-known.
Anyone involved in the siege at Glazed City understood how terrifying this non-specialist's tactics could be.
He shattered every conventional understanding of non-specialists.
Meanwhile, Liu Baixin's strength was top-tier.
A level 97 Death Curse Spirit,
with an outstanding record on the battlefield.
Thus, the arena would expand and reinforce itself to accommodate their powers.
As Liu Baixin moved to a safe distance, he looked back to find Ling Zhan standing motionless, expressionless.
"Hmph! Arrogant fool!"
Seeing Ling Zhan's composed stance, Liu Baixin sneered.
Soon…
he'd know pain.
He'd teach Ling Zhan the terrifying nature of a third-tier shaman's curse.
Buzz!!
At that moment,
he raised his staff, pointing it directly at Ling Zhan!
A sinister wave of magic emanated instantly!
"Here it comes!"
"The shaman's signature death curse!"
When the spectators sensed the familiar aura, they recognized the spell.
The Death Curse,
a high-level shaman skill.
An A+ skill that can be upgraded with skill points.
Basic skills can't be upgraded, but high-level ones can.
Generally, shamans specializing in curses would enhance this spell to S-level, or even S+.
At fourth-tier, the shaman's Death Curse becomes SS-level, with Order effects.
The Death Curse's power lies in its ability to kill from afar.
Once a target is selected, the curse can kill them directly.