I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second

Chapter 810: A 1 vs 12 Chance—Do You Dare to Take It?

The fear of death shrouded this entire world.They’d only wanted to come seek a simple stroke of fortune, but now it had turned into a matter of life and death—who would still dare to stay?

Even with a bunch of media outlets watching and reporting from all around, nobody cared about saving face anymore; whoever could slip away, slipped away as fast as they could.

As for those who hesitated a bit and slowed down, Chen Zhiyang showed no mercy whatsoever. His finger dropped, and the sky-full of Sun Flame Arrows rained onto the ground, bursting into dazzling light as everything engulfed by the flames was burned to nothing.

The martial artists caught within didn’t even have time to let out a scream before their bodies and Spirits were annihilated.

With a scene this horrific, who wouldn’t feel their hair stand on end?

The ones who were lucky enough to survive were drenched in cold sweat as they quickly left the area, not daring to linger for even a moment.

When no one was sure how much benefit they could still gain, there was no need to continue gambling with their lives.

Who knew if they’d even leave here alive?

Just as tens of thousands of mid- and high-level martial artists were about to flee far away, an even more terrifying aura descended, ruthlessly suppressing the entire scene, making all the martial artists standing against the Dark Rising Organization feel their blood freeze solid in an instant.

Her curvy figure was wrapped in a skirt that flowed like a golden river. Under the sunlight, it reflected off her skin, pale and smooth as congealed cream, weaving together into an incomparable air of nobility.

Her slender ankles stepped on delicate high heels; every time her foot landed on the void, a solid and surging terrifying aura rippled outward.

"Yan—Yan Qiushui!"

"It’s actually her, she actually came personally!"

"We’re done for. I’ve always felt women are petty by nature. Since we dared make a move against the Dark Rising Association, we’re probably not walking away from this."

The pressure brought by the number two powerhouse on the entire planet was truly terrifying.

To catch a glimpse of the fairy-like Yan Qiushui was, in itself, a stroke of fortune.

Unfortunately, in their current situation, they probably didn’t even have the chance to switch sides. Standing on the opposite side of Yan Qiushui, the outcome went without saying.

Just when the crowd, crushed under Yan Qiushui’s terrifying aura, felt they were doomed without a doubt, Yan Qiushui spoke.

"Everyone, since you’re already here today, leaving won’t be such an easy thing."

There it was—just from that one line, they knew their heads weren’t going to stay on their shoulders.

If she was going to make a move, she might as well hurry up and do it instead of torturing them like this.

"However, since you didn’t actually make a move against the Dark Rising Association, the nature of this matter is different. My Dark Rising Association does indeed have the resolve to unify Bisite, and we’ll continue to target ordinary civilians without stopping. But you lot are lucky. As for what you choose to do in the future, I’ll give you time to decide."

"Also, remember to bring these words to Luojia."

With that said, Yan Qiushui withdrew her oppressive aura.

The strands of hair and the hem of her skirt that had been floating from her powerful presence gently fell back down. Her entire person now looked even more dazzlingly beautiful, completely disconnected from the death-god-like aura of Bisite Star’s number two that she had radiated just moments ago.

On the march, Luojia was watching the latest live broadcast about the Dark Rising Association.

Having his thoughts read so clearly, he was furious to the extreme.

The flawless plan in his mind had been shattered, and he might even have to carry the infamy for it later. If it weren’t for his subordinates beside him, Luojia would already have gone berserk.

Quite a few of Luojia’s subordinates had watched the live broadcast and were grinding their teeth in rage.

When facing the media, Yan Qiushui’s arrogance was practically sky-high.

As a result, Luojia’s subordinates were all asking him for permission to leave the main force and launch an advance strike.

Luojia couldn’t really find a reason to refute them, so he agreed to let twelve Martial Arts Perfection Realm experts move out as the vanguard.

After the martial artists besieging the Dark Rising Association left, the entire Dark Rising Association returned to calm.

There was nothing to be done. Once the news that the so-called benefits were actually a trap was made public, which ordinary individuals or organizations would still dare give the Dark Rising Organization a second glance?

But this calm didn’t last long before it was broken.

"Hehe, Yan Qiushui, you sure have some guts, woman. How dare you break the rules that Boss Luojia set, and slaughter so many young people of Bisite Star in such a cruel way. You’re really asking for death!"

Twelve beams of multicolored light descended from the sky, landing at the entrance of the Dark Rising Association.

Right after, twelve figures appeared along with that taunt, instantly making the media crowd squatting at the Dark Rising Association’s gate perk up in Spirit.

The number one on Bisite Planet, Luojia, and the number two, Yan Qiushui, were finally about to lead their respective forces into open war!

Realizing that the newcomers were only Luojia’s vanguard, Yan Qiushui was somewhat disappointed.

Since their identities weren’t on the same level, she naturally had no intention of taking the field herself.

Just as Yan Qiushui was asking who should make the first move, Lin Yi spoke up.

"Miss Yan."

"How about giving this chance to Xiyue?"

"After successfully obtaining her Martial Soul, Xiyue hasn’t had the chance to make a move yet. Now that twelve Martial Arts Perfection-level guys have shown up, letting Xiyue handle them is just perfect."

"If she can wipe out all twelve in one go, it’ll be a solid way to crush Luojia and his people’s morale. What do you think?"

As far as crushing Luojia and his gang’s morale went, Yan Qiushui’s subordinates were very much on board.

But when it came to giving the opportunity to Xiyue, they felt quite displeased.

From the perspective of Yan Qiushui’s subordinates, since the other side had sent twelve Martial Arts Perfection-level powerhouses, then on Yan Qiushui’s side at least ten people should go, and their realms should all be higher than those twelve. Only by winning a many-versus-few battle decisively could they completely shatter Luojia’s side’s momentum.

This was clearly supposed to be an operation they all carried out together, yet it was being described as Yan Qiushui’s "opportunity." How could they be happy about that?

"Mr. Lin Yi, we know you’re extremely powerful, but if we want to hit Luojia’s people hard, we’ll need to send out at least double-digit experts on our side, right? How can this be called Miss Xiyue’s opportunity alone?"

"Isn’t this everyone’s opportunity?"

Once this question was asked, Lin Yi’s interest was piqued, and he shifted his gaze onto the subordinate of Yan Qiushui who had spoken.

"Your name is Kole, right?"

Just from being glanced at, he was read like an open book and then locked onto by Lin Yi’s stare. Kole felt a bit guilty.

However, this Martial Arts Perfection Realm powerhouse named Kole had no idea that Lin Yi knew his name not from Yan Qiushui, but from seeing through him in one look using a Skill.

"Yes, what about it?"

"Does Lord Lin Yi think what I said is wrong?"

Kole swallowed a mouthful of saliva to steel his nerves, then mustered his courage to continue the conversation with Lin Yi.

But Lin Yi’s response was only a cold chuckle.

"I’m having Xiyue go alone to deal with those twelve Martial Arts Perfection experts. How is that not Xiyue’s opportunity? Since you’re so confident, are you planning to go challenge that bunch all by yourself?"

"If you truly feel that way, I don’t mind having Xiyue give this opportunity up to you. So, do you want to give it a try?"

What?!

Xiyue, a woman, going 1 vs 12!

Was Lin Yi serious when he said that?!

Everyone present, aside from Yan Qiushui, was full of disbelief.

With their mediocre strength, how could they imagine that Xiyue was a mighty being who had mastered the Power of the Primordial?