Primeval Water True Monarch

On Friday, Yu Xian continued grinding points. To him, the vast majority of players truly represented nothing more than one point. Time Stop was far too shameless. Hardly any player could resist the power of time; the opponents he had encountered so far were either insta-killed or swiftly surrendered on their own. Right now, he was waiting for the Zhen Realm to match him with fresh cannon fodder to farm for points. Suddenly, the light screen flashed. He looked at the text on the screen in surprise. [Match Found] [Opponent has rejected your wager] [Opponent has proposed a wager: The loser will randomly forfeit one of their skills to the victor. Do you accept?] You could even wager skills? Yu Xian was stunned. He genuinely had no idea this was an option. Still, with the opponent being so confident, just who could it be? After thinking it over, Yu Xian clicked accept. Since the other party dared to wager a skill, he wouldn't hold back. Once he clicked accept, a man clad in blue robes appeared across the ring. Everything about him was blue—even his pupils. [Yu Xian (1,522 pts) vs. Chen Lan (1,191 pts). Match start!] The instant movement was permitted, Yu Xian froze time. Activating Forward Light Shield, he rode atop it and surged straight toward Chen Lan. Following the collision, he promptly ended the time freeze, waiting for the match to conclude and then moving on to queue for the next one. He was already intimately familiar with this routine. Yet the familiar light screen failed to appear. His expression shifted slightly, and he leaped off the light shield immediately. Dozens of water streams pierced straight into the shield; had he not jumped away, his body would have been punched full of holes. "Time Stop—how terrifying!" Chen Lan's voice rang out, and Yu Xian instantly froze time again. Only now did Yu Xian get a chance to look back. Most of Chen Lan's body had unexpectedly turned into water; only his neck and head remained flesh and blood. Could his body turn into elemental water? Inexplicably, a former acquaintance came to mind: Zhi'er. Evidently, Chen Lan possessed a similar ability, and it was almost certainly passive. As a result, the vast majority of physical attacks—and perhaps even elemental ones—likely had no effect on Chen Lan. Yu Xian put some distance between them before allowing time to resume flowing. After all, stopping time consumed massive amounts of energy, and he needed to conserve some power of Grand Dao Myriad Phenomena lest he truly find himself helpless against Chen Lan. The instant time resumed, dozens of water whips lashed where Yu Xian had stood a moment before. The attack struck nothing. Chen Lan swept his gaze across the ring, quickly locking onto Yu Xian once more. By then, Yu Xian had drawn the Wolf-Tooth Umbrella and sprinkled alcohol over it. Quietly activating Grand Dao Myriad Phenomena along with With and Against the Flow, he locked the alcohol firmly onto the umbrella's surface. Seeing this, Chen Lan frowned slightly, unsure what Yu Xian was holding or what that liquid was. "Don't waste time. Come at me!" Holding the umbrella in one hand, Yu Xian gave a faint smile and charged straight at Chen Lan. "Time to test him!" Seeing this, Chen Lan subtly swapped his position, leaving only a water clone behind. His class was Primeval Water True Monarch, and all his skills were developed around the Primeval Water Sacred Physique. In truth, the arena actually restricted his capabilities; if he were anywhere with abundant water, his combat prowess would increase at least tenfold. Right then, Yu Xian bore down on him. As Yu Xian ran, the tip of the Wolf-Tooth Umbrella scraped against the ground, instantly kicking up a flurry of sparks. Closing in on Chen Lan, Yu Xian swung the Wolf-Tooth Umbrella down hard. Sparks ignited the alcohol on the canopy, and fueled by Grand Dao Myriad Phenomena and With and Against the Flow, the flames morphed into a colossal blazing spiked club, spinning and slamming violently into Chen Lan. In truth, Chen Lan had prepared for this. He had calculated Yu Xian's attack range; the moment Yu Xian struck, he planned to have his clone transform into water arrows to pierce Yu Xian's skull. Yet Yu Xian swung the umbrella from too far away. By Chen Lan's calculations, Yu Xian should have needed three more steps before the Wolf-Tooth Umbrella could reach the clone, but Yu Xian hadn't taken those steps—he had simply swung. This caused Chen Lan to be half a beat too slow. By the time he reacted, the massive flaming spiked club had already blown his clone apart. Yet at that exact moment, wild joy surged within his heart, because Yu Xian had chosen the wrong tactic: steam was still water. "Hahahaha! Yu Xian, you made the wrong choice!" "Your defeat is sealed!" Chen Lan immediately commanded the billowing steam to descend, forming a cage of mist around Yu Xian. The next second, he decisively manipulated spiraling torrents of water to stab into the mist cage, aiming for an instant kill. Yet the moment the water entered the misty enclosure, he realized something was wrong. Out of the corner of his eye, he quickly glanced to his right. Sure enough, Yu Xian had used Time Stop again and escaped the misty cage. While Chen Lan scowled, Yu Xian frowned as well. The main issue was that he lacked an ability specifically suited to counter Chen Lan. If anything, Chen Lan posed quite a threat to him; without Time Stop, Yu Xian might not have lasted this long. "Yu Xian, surrender. Your abilities are certainly powerful, but you have no way to counter me." "Every attack you launch falls within my range of immunity. You don't have the slightest chance of winning." His eyes darted as an idea struck him. Deciding to wage psychological warfare, Chen Lan looked at Yu Xian with brimming confidence. It was true. Since even fire couldn't harm Chen Lan, Yu Xian's abilities were essentially useless against him. However, Yu Xian only had three skills, so surrendering was completely out of the question. Losing any one of them would practically cripple his class. After some thought, he decided to immobilize Chen Lan first, then take his time finding a way to finish him off. The water silently flowing beneath Chen Lan's control was suddenly crushed under colossal gravity. Its flow ground to a crawl, and Chen Lan's true form collapsed entirely, turning into a puddle of blue liquid. While this couldn't inflict real damage on Chen Lan, it severely restricted his movement. "This is useless!" "Apart from wasting time and wasting energy, it doesn't affect me at all!" Chen Lan's face surfaced in the water as he roared in exasperation. Yu Xian remained unmoved, instead adjusting the surrounding gravity to herd all the water together. As the saying went, humans strive upward, while water flows downward. By manipulating gravity and varying its intensity across different points, Yu Xian was effectively squeezing the water toward the center. A few minutes later, a round puddle of water formed on the arena floor. Chen Lan continued to struggle, but to no avail; his strength fell far short of breaking free from the shackles of Yu Xian's gravity. At this point, Yu Xian spoke in an unhurried, measured tone: "If it's just restraining you like this, I can keep it up for a very, very long time. I could easily hold you until the match ends." "Let's call it a draw! How about a draw?" Chen Lan realized that Yu Xian was unwilling to lose a skill, so he hastily proposed. Yu Xian smiled. "Sure. But only after I finish a few experiments. If I fail to kill you, we'll call it a draw." You motherfucker! Hearing that, Chen Lan felt an overwhelming urge to curse him out.