Chapter 290: Spirit Skills at the Center
A place was filled with gold everywhere. No matter where he looked, there was gold.
Gravin, hearing Alpha's arrogant declaration, felt a fervor boil in his mind.
[You little brat, are you so confident? Sure, I'll show you the abilities of a level three cultivator.]
"Then, shall we begin?" Gravin asked Alpha, his readiness clear.
Alpha, in front of him, a golden liquid, like a liquid, flowed and gathered in front of Alpha.
The golden liquid floated together to form something.
The golden liquid had gathered, forming something resembling a large table, large enough to hold things.
A golden table appeared before Alpha. On the golden table, a fork and spoon were placed on it, and a meat cleaver was placed beside a golden plate in the center.
It was all made of gold. Alpha looked at Seraph, who was offering him a roast chicken.
He carefully offered it to Alpha.
"Chicken." Seraph could smell the delicious aroma. Floating from the chicken, the chicken was neatly wrapped.
He handed it to Alpha, who was sitting at the dining table with the statue behind him.
A voice shouted from behind Seraph, angrily.
"Wait, give me some! You cheat! Why doesn't the great Alpha give me some?" Fiona shouted, lying on the ground.
Alpha looked at Fiona. "If it pleases me, you'll eat the leftovers." The gold from the golden table reached out and grabbed the chicken, placing it on the table.
He began to quickly divide the chicken into pieces, Alpha holding both hands.
With a fork and knife in hand, Alpha prepared to eat.
Fiona shouted in displeasure. "You're so cruel! You can't even give me a little bit! You're so narrow-minded." He puffed out his cheeks, letting Alpha see.
Seraph secretly glanced at Fiona. [Can't fight? Don't you have any fear of your opponent? Can't you assess the current situation?]
His brain probably doesn't feel any fear. Among the people here,
Fiona, because she can't fight, will be ranked fourth. I'm third. Gravin and Alpha are vying for first place.
Sigh...]
Seraph could only feel sad over this heartbreaking situation.
Gravin stood still, waiting for Alpha to give him the signal.
Alpha sat with pride, every movement of his body so graceful, like a gentleman who would never embarrass himself.
The beautiful figure, unmatched by any man, smiled as he took a bite of the roast chicken, cut into small pieces.
The taste impressed Alpha. "So delicious! The battle is about to begin. Come on, if it pleases me, I'll take you as my bodyguard."
Gravin took a deep breath. Whoosh... The sound of his inhalation created incredible concentration.
[Time to show these guys your culinary skills.]
Gravin pulled out a frying pan. The pan in his hand was pitch-black.
Gravin, having not fought in a long time, was confused as he held up his sword and frying pan.
Seraph saw the frying pan. He was utterly shocked. [This guy, he's going to use a frying pan as a weapon!?]
Gravin put the frying pan back in its place and pulled out his sword instead.
Gravin stared at the sword in his hand, which had the image of the frying pan in his hand.
[Heh, it seems I'm more suited to being a chef. If I survive this, I want to open a restaurant.]
Seraph walked up to Fiona and sat down next to Fiona, who was lying on the golden floor.
"Who do you think will win, senior?"
Fiona watched with amusement. "Of course I don't know. Don't underestimate your opponent. A fight can turn around depending on how you use it."
Seraph watched the fight intently.
Alpha ate, concentrating on his meal.
Gravin used his Spirit Skill. A red fireball as big as Gravin's body
shot straight ahead. Boom! The fireball, dense with heat, flew straight towards Alpha and exploded. Boom!
The explosion seemed to hit something.
The smoke quickly dissipated, revealing a figure.
They were sitting at the dining table.
Before Alpha, a golden liquid appeared, expanding in size, absorbing the fireball's attack.
The golden liquid slowly returned to the table and disappeared.
Gravin quickly thought, [A magical ability?
It's a form of shape-shifting at will.]
Gravin fired five small, fifty-centimeter fireballs, flying in a straight direction. Fufufufufufufu!
The liquid gold formed five swords and pierced the fireballs. Whoosh! Whoosh! Boom! Boom!
The liquid gold easily destroyed the fireballs.
Gravin turned his sword, pointing it at Alpha. A red light shone through the sword. Red flames enveloped Gravin's sword, engulfed in heat. Whoosh!
The sword in his hand shot straight ahead. Boom!
The liquid created a golden shield, protecting him.
A straight beam of red light collided with the golden shield. Boom!
The beam of light was dense with heat, burning the gold in front of him bit by bit. Boom!
Gravin's fireballs circled behind Alpha. Whoosh!
The golden statue turned and punched the fireballs. Whoosh! Boom!
Amidst Gravin's attacks, Alpha enjoyed his meal.
No unease. "Delicious! Interesting."
Gravin stopped firing the beams. And ran straight towards Alpha. Whoosh!
The golden liquid created a golden blade and slashed at Gravin. Whoosh!
Gravin swung his sword and slashed against the golden liquid. Whoosh! Boom! Boom!
Gravin had to retreat quickly. Five golden blades.
Boom!
Gravin lunged forward, shooting fireballs in a straight line and flying around behind Alpha. Pew! Pew!
The golden sword slashed the fireballs. Boom!
The fireballs behind Alpha were easily blocked.
Gravin ran around Alpha, creating fireballs that attacked Alpha. Pew! Pew!
Alpha continued eating as if nothing had happened.
The gold flew to take the hit. Fireballs. Pew! Boom! Boom!
A loud explosion rang out. The golden liquid was intact, unbroken.
Gravin ran around, looking for Alpha's vulnerability.
Around Alpha, liquid gold floated around, surrounding Alpha, who was sitting in a chair.
Gravin stopped running, creating a fireball as large as himself and shooting it straight. Boom!
The fireball flew straight ahead, extremely fast. Pewwww!
A golden liquid flew up to meet the attack. BOOM!
Gravin took this moment to turn his sword straight, pointing it at Alpha.
A red beam of light shot out in a straight line. BOOM! Pewwww!
A golden liquid flew up to meet the attack. BOOM!
Gravin's intense fire couldn't even destroy Alpha's gold.
His strength was so great that even Gravin's fireball didn't even scratch a wound.
Gravin stood still, unable to find a way to deal with the gold in front of him.
"This is so astonishing! What kind of prowess is this?"
[This kid, who is he? He hasn't moved at all. I've never seen such a monster since that boss, Otis.
He's like a second Otis. It's so annoying.
What kind of genius is this? His abilities far surpass those of an ordinary cultivator.
Gravin fired a fireball, trying to find Alpha's vulnerability. Pew pew pew.
A golden liquid formed to block the fireball. Boom!
Seraph stared calmly. "Senior, why is that guy using gold in battle?
What kind of magical item could create such a complete defense?"
Fiona heard Seraph's question and thought, "Hmm... That's right. You might not know. What Alpha used is a Spirit Skill
that everyone wants to achieve. Do you want to know what it is?"
Seraph nodded. "I do."
Fiona hesitated. "It's a top secret. What Alpha used is a secret. So, can I exchange it?"
Seraph ignored Fiona. "If that's okay, I don't want to know anymore."
Fiona smiled slightly, looking at Gravin, who was trying to break in.
"It's not much of a secret." That is a Spirit Skill. You could call it a Zero-Level Spirit Skill.
By doing something, something is born. No one knows how to create a Zero-Level Spirit Skill.
Only you yourself need to train. You could say that many cultivators
want a Zero-Level Spirit Skill. It's a versatile and extremely useful skill.
Keep practicing, and one day, you'll probably be able to awaken it.
You could call it a hidden power.
Seraph looked at Alpha, who was sitting comfortably in the midst of the battle.