Chapter 95: Behemoth’s Instant Prison Slaughter

Yet a faint smile flickered at the corner of Xu Feng’s lips. The Young Princess sensed something was wrong—but it was already too late.

A flash of red light, and a blazing protective barrier erupted before Xu Feng. Dense fire elements, like gossamer spiderwebs, coiled around the sword in layer upon layer. With every inch it advanced, resistance surged like a tidal wave. They were already perilously close. Xu Feng held the Dragon Soul in his left hand, while his right palm pressed firmly against Niruis’ lower abdomen.

The touch was soft—but he wasn’t seizing advantage; nestled in his palm was an intensely compressed fireball.

Boom!

A blinding magical flash erupted—and the Young Princess was hurled backward. This was no game, but a duel—mercy would exact a price. Yet Xu Feng fared no better. Though he’d blocked the blow with a magic shield, the colossal recoil forced a thin trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth.

The beastmen’s cheers died instantly. A massive crater now scarred the arena’s center. Whoosh—a streak of white light flashed, and Niruis reappeared on the field. Her delicate, lovely face actually bore a smile. Aside from a slight pallor, she showed no sign of injury. “Hmm—not bad. At least you’re not one of those useless nobles.”

Damn it—he hadn’t held back at all, yet this girl remained unscathed. Incredible… Xu Feng had finally tasted the legendary defense of the Behemoth Clan.

No wonder their Force Legion was invincible. Xu Feng recalled his girlfriend’s warning before the match: Arola had said that although her cousin was two months younger, her strength surpassed even hers—and urged him to stay vigilant and never underestimate her.

It was indeed a grueling battle—but how could he lose to a young girl? The Dragon Soul in his hand flared crimson. Boom—Xu Feng unleashed his full mental power.

“This…” On the viewing platform, the Behemoth King visibly recoiled. Yesterday, he’d tested this youth’s strength—it should have been at the Intermediate Upper Mage level. But now… he was exhibiting mental power befitting only a high-level mage. Mishouleite flatly refused to believe the boy could have concealed his true strength from him. Could it be that, in just one night, Xu Feng had broken through and ascended?

The Behemoth King’s expression hardened. Beside him, the Tiger and Wolf Clan leaders grew even more sullen. They’d hoped to forge a marriage alliance with the mighty Behemoth Clan—and resented this absurd duel. At first, they weren’t worried: human nobles knew only feasting, drinking, and indulgence—how could they possibly defeat the Young Princess? But now… victory was uncertain. This youth was actually a high-level mage. What if Niruis lost?

Ordinary beastmen didn’t overthink it—they roared wildly in support of their princess. Behemoth warriors pounded war drums frantically.

Boom! Rumble!

A series of thunderous explosions followed. This duel carried immense weight—and Xu Feng dared no longer risk letting Niruis close in. The two began a furious chase across the arena.

On the surface, Xu Feng wasn’t disadvantaged; he even held a slight edge. But as a mage, he lacked close-combat proficiency. Being pursued and slashed at by a young girl filled him with mounting frustration. Damn it—if only he’d known, he should’ve trained in martial arts.

Xu Feng silently resolved that, to avoid such humiliation in the future, he would master both magic and martial arts.

But the immediate problem remained: how to win this duel? Seeing Niruis charge again, Xu Feng thrust out his right hand. Crimson magical flames erupted—forming a searing wall of fire. Yet it failed to halt her pursuit. Though unable to transform, her Behemoth blood still granted her prodigious strength. A transparent magnetic field of power enveloped her body like an invisible shield—parting the wall of fire effortlessly.

She swung her hand—and a dazzling blade of light flashed forth…

“Behemoth Instant Prison Kill!”

A sizzling sound echoed as space itself seemed to warp. Wave after wave of concussive force rippled outward, cleaving the air and surging toward Xu Feng…

Danger!

On the viewing platform, Arola nearly cried out. Xu Feng’s eyes narrowed sharply. Evasion was impossible. The Dragon Soul blazed crimson—layer upon layer of protective membranes, like fine spiderwebs, enveloped him.

At that instant, all surrounding noise—the shouts from the platform, the roar of the crowd—faded into distant echoes. In Xu Feng’s vision, there existed only the ever-intensifying brilliance of that swordlight.

Like the tearing of cloth dolls, layer after layer of protective membranes ruptured in rapid succession. This technique was the Behemoth King’s unique secret art. Though the Young Princess could unleash at most one-tenth of its full power, it remained utterly impervious to ordinary defensive magic!

Though significantly weakened after piercing through the layers, the swordlight retained lethal force. A mage stripped of magical protection possessed even weaker physical defenses. Would Xu Feng die here?

“No—!” Arola turned deathly pale with shock—but she stood far away on the viewing platform. Even if she’d wished to intervene, it was already too late. The swordlight swallowed Xu Feng’s figure whole—clashing violently with residual magical elements in the air. A terrifying explosion filled the arena with blinding dust, completely obscuring all vision.

“Brother Xu Feng!”

Arola screamed—but her voice was instantly drowned beneath the beastmen’s deafening cheers. Behemoths roared with savage intensity, and the last few clouds in the sky scattered under the shockwaves.

Yet the Young Princess’s expression turned grave. That strike had missed Xu Feng. At the critical moment, he’d cast a mirror-image spell—slipping away like a cicada shedding its shell, evading the fatal blow.

Where was he? Where had Xu Feng gone?

The dust cloud blinded her. Niruis lost her target—and could only whirl anxiously, scanning the haze.

Suddenly, she caught a flicker of flame to her left. Attempting a stealth attack amid the chaos? The girl snorted, pivoted her slender frame—and slashed her sword in that direction…

As the beloved daughter of the Behemoth King, Niruis’ raw strength was unquestionable. Her sole weakness lay in inexperience. By contrast, though Xu Feng had seen little real combat since his crossing over, back on Earth—as a student—he’d been a master of online games. He often played the mage class and frequently battled others for monster drops—his PvP experience was absolutely top-tier. Though the gulf between virtual games and reality was vast, certain fundamentals remained universal. At the very least, Xu Feng’s tactical acumen far surpassed that of the Young Princess.