I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 339: Chapter 272: All Means Used _3

Although using a Rank-3 magic artifact might seem overbearing, compared to the prospect of failure, Zuo Qiushi was willing to temporarily set aside his pride.

“You lost.”

But as Zuo Qiushi was about to unleash the true power of his Fire Spirit Pearl, Chen Mobai’s voice rang out.

“Lost? Impossible…”

As Zuo Qiushi refuted, he felt a piercing chill at his back, as if a sharp sword was pressing against his heart, leaving him immobile.

[Did he resort to trickery? Did he call for reinforcements?]

This was the first thought that flashed through Zuo Qiushi’s mind.

Immediately, he recalled how he had previously forced Chen Mobai into a corner, only for a mysterious blaze of sword light to strike from behind, forcing him to return his blade to defend, costing him the crucial victory.

“I admit defeat, what happened?”

At this point, Zuo Qiushi wasn’t a sore loser. Once he put down his long knife and dispelled the accumulated liquid spiritual power, he stared straight into Chen Mobai’s clear ‘Void Spirit Eye’.

“Didn’t you inquire about my reputation before we fought?”

Chen Mobai asked back with curiosity.

“I did. Besides Zhongli Tianyu, you’re the best in the 5012th class. First in Rune Mastery, Sword Training, and Puppet Mastery…”

Zuo Qiushi suddenly stopped as he said the last three words.

His eyes slowly widened as he understood.

“I see.”

Ignoring the flying sword pressing at his back, Zuo Qiushi turned around to find Chen Mobai’s anonymous puppet holding the Divine Wood Sword, and he couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

“Who would have noticed that you, a sword cultivator, were also a puppet master.”

“You’re pretty impressive, had you not underestimated me at the beginning, you might have been able to defeat me.”

Chen Mobai’s voice came from behind Zuo Qiushi. He snapped his fingers and the anonymous puppet holding the Divine Wood Sword jumped up and landed beside him.

“I thought very highly of you, and put in all my effort. Why do you think I underestimated you?”

Zuo Qiushi turned around again, faced Chen Mobai, and asked in confusion.

“That bead of yours is a Rank-3 magic artifact, right?”

Chen Mobai pointed at the unmoving Fire Spirit Pearl in mid-air, which had collided with the Flying Sparrow Hairpin.

At first, he didn’t notice it. But now thinking about it, the artifact that could directly confront a top-tier Rank-2 Golden Jade Axe and cause him to lose control, if not Rank-3, then what could it be?

Moreover, everyone in the Dance Tool Dao Academy knew that Zuo Qiushi was practicing “The Union of Differences” that incorporates a Rank-3 Co-participation Legal Device.

“Correct, but a loss is a loss. Your anonymous puppet is also a Rank-3 Mech. Even if I had used the true power of the Fire Spirit Pearl from the beginning, I would have likely been at a disadvantage against you.”

Zuo Qiushi’s demeanor was even better than Chen Mobai had imagined, as he candidly admitted his defeat.

“It’s not the same, my anonymous puppet, due to the nature of the spirit stone, only has the power for three attacks. If we were to do it again, you would probably win.”

Chen Mobai shook his head, although the truth was mixed in his statement. The intermediate-grade spirit stone within his anonymous puppet indeed only possessed three attacks worth of power.

If he ignored the damage to the precious spirit stone, the power that could be manifested by this anonymous puppet probably wouldn’t be weaker than Zuo Qiushi’s Rank-3 artifact.

“I’m not a sore loser. I’m graduating this year and I’ve been wondering who would succeed me. Are you interested?”

After losing, Zuo Qiushi breathed a sigh of relief and offered an invitation that surprised Chen Mobai.

“Me? Student Council President? Isn’t that a bit casual?”

“It’s fine, once you agree, I’ll take care of the rest.”

Initially, Chen Mobai wasn’t interested in joining the Student Council as he didn’t want to deal with trivial matters.

But if they let him become the president directly, it seemed worth considering.