Chapter 539: Section 326: Radiation Ring
In the Magic Image, the number of Snow Elves was small, but their defenses were solid.
The Dragon-man youth quickly spotted Teng Donglang among the crowd.
He was positioned in the middle and seemed unable to move. At his feet, several Cold Ice Whips rooted in the ground whipped around.
The accuracy of the whips was very high, and their power was formidable.
Each lash landed precisely in the gaps of the Snow Elves’ formation, never harming their allies.
They even claimed the lives of one or two Giant Icefield Wolves each time.
“This is the Combat Skill, Cold Ice Whip,” explained the Snowbird Port City Lord. “At the Golden Level, a Combat Skill undergoes a qualitative change and can almost be considered a form of minor magic.”
The Dragon-man youth nodded, “Yes, it can form independently, making the fighting methods of Golden Level fighters quite diverse, no longer comparable to those of Silver Level and below.”
A large number of Icefield Wolves perished at the front line, which infuriated the Pack King.
A wolf as large as a young elephant and slender in build, the Icefield Wolf King charged towards the Snow Elves.
Teng Donglang was the highest-ranked among this team of Snow Elves.
Upon seeing this, he immediately shouted, “Get down!”
The long-established tacit understanding and trust made the Snow Elves at the front line comply instantly, all of them dropping to the ground.
Teng Donglang took a deep breath, pushing his Fighting Energy to its limits.
He extended his left arm straight, with his left fist facing directly forward.
The Pack King rushed forward, its momentum fierce, bringing with it a strong blizzard.
The next moment, a sudden burst of blue light shot from the Crystal Ring on Teng Donglang’s left index finger.
Beam after beam of blue light shot out, striking the Icefield Wolf King repeatedly within a few seconds.
Each hit by the blue light slowed the Icefield Wolf King down a notch.
By the time it reached the frontline, it had turned into an ice block, posing no threat at all.
With the Wolf King immobilized by the ice, the morale of the rest of the Icefield Wolves plummeted, and they fled with their tails between their legs.
The Magic Image ended there.
“The ring used by Teng Donglang is a Silver Level Radiation Ring,” said the Snowbird Port City Lord. “It’s equipment from the Ice Sculpture Kingdom Army, issued specifically for officers. Teng Donglang earned it with his military merits for his accomplishments in the army.”
“The Radiation Ring is very practical; its specific effect is to transform Combat Skills into rays of light that can be focused and shot.”
“In this battle, the Combat Skill Teng Donglang used at the end was Extreme Cold Freeze.”
“Originally, the effect of this Combat Skill was to exhale a large amount of freezing air in a line after taking a deep breath, serving both offensive and defensive purposes.”
“But with the transformation by the Radiation Ring, the mode of attack turned into a series of rays.”
“A dozen freezing rays hit the Wolf King, and it essentially swallowed a full dose of Extreme Cold Freeze, turning into a chunk of ice.”
The City Lord of Snowbird Port paused here, then further explained.
“In this image, Teng Donglang had just reached the Golden Level not long ago.”
“This image is an archive of the military. Back then, Teng Donglang used this Magic Image as proof, submitted it for review to the military, and was credited with a third-class achievement.”
Only then did the Dragon-man youth learn about the origin of this image.
He also gained a deeper understanding of the connections behind the Snowbird Port City Lord.
At the very least, the City Lord of Snowbird Port had substantial connections within the military of the Ice Sculpture Kingdom.
“Let’s look at the second Magic Image, which is more informative than the one we just watched.” After saying this, the City Lord of Snowbird Port played the second Magic Image.
The Dragon-man youth watched intently and saw the deep night over a deserted island in the sea, where two Gold Level fighters were battling.
One was Teng Donglang, and the other surprisingly wore a Silver Fox Mask and a white robe, embellished with vibrant flowers competing in splendor.
“Silver Fox Mask… could it be Hua Tang?” The Dragon-man youth’s pupils constricted instantly.
The City Lord of Snowbird Port said, “This is valuable intelligence obtained by surprise during my men’s night-time sea taming.”
“Long Fu squad leader, look carefully; these two aren’t fighting to the death but sparring.”
The Dragon-man youth watched for a while and immediately confirmed the City Lord’s statement, “Indeed, they’re sparring.”
Both Teng Donglang and the one in the Silver Fox Mask didn’t use any consumable combat tools, such as potions or scrolls.
Moreover, the Dragon-man youth noticed that many chances for lethal strikes were deliberately let go by both fighters.
They seemed to be enjoying the fight, taking no risks, nor being overly aggressive.
Even their use of Combat Skills was infrequent. Most of the time, they were just using fists and feet, amplifying their bodies with Fighting energy for sparring.
The one in the Silver Fox Mask moved gracefully, agile like a butterfly flitting among flowers.
Teng Donglang’s movements were also extremely fast, barely a step behind the Silver Fox Mask wearer.
He wielded a long whip, using it for both offense and defense, maintaining a firm control of the distance between them.
During the fight, each used a few Combat Skills.
For both, each Combat Skill executed seemed second nature, as if ingrained within their bodies.
The Dragon-man youth watched the entire thing, his face and mood equally somber.
In terms of combat technique, Teng Donglang had a distinct military flair. Yet, this style differed from Zong Ge’s military style.
“With the long whip in his hand, it’s as smooth as his own arm.”
“He’s constantly controlling the distance between himself and his opponent.”
“His performance in mid-range combat is outstanding. At long distances, he matches the Silver Fox Mask wearer, though he’s weaker in short-range.”
In the Magic Image, the Silver Fox Mask wearer seized several openings, charging up to Teng Donglang’s face.
Teng Donglang had to use Combat Skills to try and widen the gap.
And the Combat Skills he used in this fight were mostly mid-range.
When the Magic Image had been played for the third time, the City Lord of Snowbird Port couldn’t hold back and spoke, “It’s precisely because of this intelligence that I suspect there’s a relationship between Teng Donglang and Hua Tang, a connection outsiders can’t fathom!”
“Unfortunately, I can’t bring forth this intelligence. I don’t have direct evidence to prove that the person wearing the Silver Fox Mask is Hua Tang.”
The City Lord of Snowbird Port continued to explain to the Dragon-man youth about the Combat Skills and equipment that Teng Donglang used in this fight.
“Long Fu squad leader, please recover from your injuries and challenge Teng Donglang as soon as possible!” the City Lord urged.
“If these equipments are used well, they can certainly bring great trouble to the opponent.”
“I’m here secretly this time; please ensure your subordinates don’t carelessly reveal my movements here, to avoid alerting the Saber Gang.”
The Dragon-man youth nodded and replied immediately, “I understand. In the next few days, I’ll publicly challenge the next Saber Gang leader.”
“Very good,” the City Lord of Snowbird Port then rose to leave.
Just then, the Dragon-man youth received a report from the Communication Device—
Bu Quan has arrived.