Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 779: Chapter 584: Third Frenzy (Part 2)

The two moved to the left and right, bearing the pressure, slowly heading towards the war drum. But it was incredibly difficult, each step taking over ten seconds. Continual tsunami-like shockwaves surged at them, and a moment of inattention could send them flying back.

Perhaps the difficulty of the assessment was too high, or maybe the competitors were too many, as people continually withdrew quickly, choosing to give up.

"About thirty left."

Ye Xing roughly estimated the remaining trainees, not feeling much relief in his heart.

Those who easily gave up were not true competitors in the first place.

Even if they didn’t give up, they wouldn’t pass the assessment, so their giving up or not didn’t affect him.

The remaining thirty came from all over the world.

Each possessing strength at the Peak of Ninth Grade, they had prepared for years to become Kings, just one step away from King Becoming.

When Ye Xing advanced twenty meters, the pressure increased a level, making even breathing somewhat difficult, with muscles faintly aching and bones creaking.

"Under such all-encompassing pressure, Defense Soul Skills were difficult to release and barely meaningful, only consuming a large amount of Soul Power, relying purely on the physical body’s strength."

Without stopping, Ye Xing radiated a scorching flame-like glow, filled with Qi and Blood Power that seemed to ignite him.

In this heatwave, the originally giant-like Ye Xing mutated again, growing a size larger, reaching a height of three meters, with his already frenzied aura becoming even more terrifying.

The exaggerated yet somewhat uncoordinated muscle lines showcased unrivaled power and explosiveness, with his originally bronze skin turning pale, exuding a stone texture.

Frenzy!

The Frenzied Giant Beast’s innate skill.

Frenzy is the Frenzied Giant Beast’s innate skill. By using this Soul Skill, Ye Xing’s power, speed, and defense, all his body attributes, would be doubled within a short time.

After using Frenzy, Ye Xing’s gaze and aura became even more frenzied, no longer having the initial gracefulness.

Originally, Ye Xing didn’t plan to Frenzy this early, having only moved 20 meters, fearing he would have no strength thereafter, but the surrounding pressure was just too immense.

With over twenty people still ahead, if he didn’t desperately fight now, there would truly be no hope.

"Boom!"

Not long after Ye Xing used Frenzy, a thunderous drumbeat sounded, sending ripples through the air.

Originally with his head down, Ye Xing looked up sharply, just in time to see Nikita retract his arm from the war drum.

Nikita became the first to strike the war drum, becoming Gustav’s student.

After succeeding, Nikita did not leave but appeared in front of Gustav, bowed and called him mentor. Gustav glanced at him, nodding slightly with little reaction.

Nikita silently came behind Gustav.

"Ah!"

At this moment, various roars and screams erupted as everyone started to panic.

Of the hundred-meter distance, the vast majority had only covered a quarter, yet someone had successfully struck the war drum, securing a student slot ahead of time.

Ye Xing was anxious too.

His form mutated again, with muscle lines and body shape becoming more exaggerated, and the abundant Qi and Blood Power transforming into a blood-colored steam.

Second Frenzy!

Building on the first Frenzy, all body attributes doubled again, making it four times the original.

After using the Second Frenzy, Ye Xing’s speed increased significantly, quickly surpassing three people.

Even so, there were still twenty-five people ahead of him.

After his Second Frenzy, the second drumbeat sounded.

By the fifth drumbeat, Ye Xing had only covered half the distance, with seventeen people remaining ahead.

He hadn’t surpassed eight people.

Ye Xing had only surpassed three; the other five voluntarily gave up.

By this time, the ’Green Hat’ above Ye Xing’s head had long vanished, and under enormous pressure, his skin began to crack, with fresh blood seeping from his flesh.

Due to the pressure, the blood couldn’t drip down, clinging to the bloody wounds instead.

At this time, Ye Xing, with his body covered in cracked skin and blood, looked extremely miserable, and it wasn’t just him—most of the trainees around were in the same state, with some even worse off.

Forge ahead.

Keep forging ahead.

In Ye Xing’s mind, there was only this one thought left.

Reaching this point, there was no possibility of giving up.

Giving up meant failing as a student.

His Soul Power and physical strength were more than half exhausted, and his body was injured, leaving him incapable of trying another mentor’s assessment.

The rumbling drumbeats echoed continuously, the air incessantly rippling, as Ye Xing bent over, bowed his head, and trudged forward.

He no longer cared how many were ahead or beside him, only silently counting the number of drumbeats.

When the twelfth drumbeat sounded, Ye Xing gradually stopped.

Gustav hadn’t sent out an invitation card, which meant three slots remained.

Ye Xing struggled to raise his head, his vision blurred by sweat and blood-colored steam, estimating a distance of around twenty to thirty meters remaining to the war drum.

Yet it was not the distance that filled him with despair, but the nine people ahead of him.

A sense of powerlessness and fury made Ye Xing want to go mad.

Within the Avengers Alliance, with his age and talent, how could he fail?

How could he allow failure?

He was not Yu Qiao, able to cling to someone’s coattails. Becoming an assistant was a humiliation for him.

"Ah!"

In constant self-questioning, accompanied by a furious roar, Ye Xing’s pale skin rapidly flushed red, eventually turning dark red, his body not swelling but rather shrinking a size, as the blood-colored steam on his surface transformed into a blood-colored beam soaring skyward.