Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

Chapter 2243  Second Form

"You will lose this time," Whitestorm told Pearl who waited for his match to come next.

"No, I won't," Pearl replied, very certain of himself.

Whitestorm looked at him, his silver eyes seemingly mocking while his face remained unchanged. "This place is not so simply like the 2nd Arena. The 3rd Arena holds fighters in the upper Immortal Origin realm. There is no way for you to defeat them when you were already struggling with fighters on the lower floor."

Pearl looked at him. "Was I?"

The fox frowned at the response. Was he? He recalled Pearl's final few fights before he was promoted to this floor. It had taken him dozens of minutes to defeat his enemies. All of them were individuals who were close to promoting themselves, so it was clear that anyone who would be fighting him right now would be very much stronger than Pearl himself.

So then… why was he so certain he would still win?

"You…" the fox's eyes narrowed. "You don't have anyone else betting on you too, do you?"

Pearl gave a confused look. "What do you mean? Why would I have anyone else bet on me?"

'This bastard!' the fox thought. 'He's playing coy with me. Did he really find someone else to bet on him opposite of me?'

If Pearl had done that, it would mean that Pearl would have every intention to lead him astray with his words. "Are you going to lose the upcoming battle or not?" the fox asked.

Pearl turned to him. "I told you already, I'm going to win."

"How sure are you on that?" the fox asked.

"As sure as I can ever be," Pearl said. "Unless they bring out a very strong fighter, I should still be able to. I can guarantee you that."

The fox nodded, understanding now not to trust Pearl. 'He's been bought over by someone else. Did someone realize what I was doing? Are they trying to steal my money?'

The fox was getting angry now.

Pearl looked at the fox and said, "If you still doubt me, you can just not bet this turn, you know? There's nothing wrong with skipping on a match or two."

"Hah!" the fox let out an exasperated laugh. As if he would do what Pearl told him to now that he had figured out what was going on. "I will bet, don't you worry. I will make the right decision." Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Pearl nodded and stood up. "It's my turn now."

He walked down the stairs and the Fox watched him go down from a distance. He saw Pearl's enemy come up from the distance and recognized the figure. "His opponent is Violetram?" the fox said out loud. "He's one of the hawk's subordinates, right?"

One of his own subordinates sitting in the back quickly affirmed his statement. "So, the Hawk's got to him while we weren't around. I see," the fox said. "No wonder he wanted me to bet on him so much. There is no way he is winning this battle."

The fox understood now why Pearl had been so adamant about him betting on his victory. The hawk had been behind this from the start in the first place.

"What do we do boss?" one of the people in the back said. "I think it's wise to not bet this round. We do not know who is going to win."

"You see Violetram on the stage and you're still confused about who will win?" the fox asked. "Of course, he is going to win."

The fox shook his head and quickly bet most of what he had against Pearl.

Pearl walked atop the stage and was surprised to see who he was going to be fighting. He knew he would have to fight beasts once in a while, but he hadn't expected to fight one as an actual beast.

His opponent before him had not taken his human form but had rather appeared in his beast form. It was a large, furry ram with bright violent horns that first curved outward and then inward onto itself. There was a bright purple crystal jammed on its forehead.

Pearl felt his cultivation base of Immortal Origin 6th realm and knew he was in a bit of trouble. He had made quite the claim that he was going to win, but seeing the beast before him, he knew he was going to have to fight the best he could to win against him.

Pearl stood before the man and pulled out his pink Rosesteel spear. He had yet to remake his father's spear as he had decided along with Alex to focus on his spear and Alex's sword after the whole tournament was done with.

The beast saw his spear and frowned. "I have seen you fight before, kid," he said. "You have not used a spear before. Why bring it out now?"

"Because you might be worthy enough to make me use it," Pearl said.

The ram stared at Pearl for a moment before letting out a snicker. "As a beast, do you feel it right to be using a weapon? Just change your form and fight how you're supposed to."

Pearl simply spun his spear once, slamming the butt down on the ground. "And who decides how we are supposed to fight?" he asked.

"Nature," the ram said.

"Nature suggests you are nothing more than a prey for us predators," Pearl said. "Will you let me kill you then?"

The ram's eyes changed. He did not wish to entertain Pearl anymore. He said nothing since and waited for the referee to start.

The moment the referee gave him the go, he immediately attacked with a blast of energy that appeared from on top of his head where the violet crystal lay.

Pearl had been ready for an attack. He quickly moved, using one of the 5 spear techniques Grimsight had taught him.

When Grimsight was still known as Spearheaven, he created 5 different spear techniques after scouring the world for all sorts of techniques. He had only found the best of the best and refined them down to just 5 different ones, naming them the Five Heavenly Forms of Spear.

And he had taught it all to Pearl.

Pearl wasn't sure if he was the only one that was ever taught this or not. He wasn't even sure if this was all that Grimsight had. But for some reason, he had a feeling that Grimsight had seen his talent and thus decided to leave behind a legacy of his own with Pearl.

Pearl had learned all of those forms, and while he had not completely mastered all of them, he had mastered 3 different ones.

They were all he truly needed for now.

Five Heavenly Forms of Spear - Second Form: Heaven Guarding Spear

The spear suddenly spun in front of him, each spin pulling energy out of him, turning it into a barrier technique.

The blast of energy struck the barrier and slowly dissipated. The attack was quite strong, strong enough to defeat Pearl had he not used the technique.

But against Grimsight's spear art, it fell apart without even touching him. The spear stopped spinning and Pearl caught it, ready for the battle.