Banxia Qingcheng switched the staff in her hand, and in an instant, her entire aura shifted along with it.
If before she had been like a warm sun, then now she resembled a cold, radiant moon. And it wasn't just her aura that changed—a faint silver-gray mist had suddenly coiled around her body, lending her an ethereal, hazy appearance.
"Is that a staff? It feels more like a melee weapon..."
Everyone watched Banxia Qingcheng gripping
"That weapon radiates incredible pressure. It's probably an Epic-grade item. Too bad switching weapons won't make a difference now. With all those Skeleton Warriors plus a Skeleton Knight, and Chenji Sanyue watching from the sidelines—there's absolutely no chance of winning."
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Although everyone noticed how powerful the weapon in Banxia Qingcheng's hand was, a single weapon couldn't change the outcome of this battle. The gap in strength between the two sides was simply too vast.
Seeing this, the major guilds in the spectator stands finally grasped just how terrifying a top-tier class could be.
In the VIP box, Weiyang Qianhen studied Death's Sigh in Banxia Qingcheng's hand with keen interest, growing more intrigued the longer she looked.
Beside her, Qingfeng Zhujiu was also gazing intently at Death's Sigh, his expression growing more solemn with each passing moment.
"Weiyang, do you think that weapon resembles the one described in the ancient book?" Qingfeng Zhujiu asked.
Their Midnight Tea Party had ventured to many extremely dangerous places. In one secret location, they had discovered an ancient book. Though the book itself held no practical function, it had been passed down from antiquity and contained records of numerous weapons—all of which were regarded as divine artifacts in the eyes of players.
And the weapon in Banxia Qingcheng's hand bore a striking resemblance to one of those weapons.
"It does look similar, but also not quite. Still, I don't think it's the same one. The idea that a player could already obtain that weapon—no matter how you look at it, that should be impossible," Weiyang Qianhen dismissed Qingfeng Zhujiu's guess.
While Weiyang Qianhen was speaking, Chenji Sanyue on the battlefield had already launched her assault.
She directly commanded the Skeleton Knight and Skeleton Warriors to slowly close in on Banxia Qingcheng from all directions. This way, even if Banxia Qingcheng wanted to defend or teleport away, she'd have no room—ultimately, she'd simply be overwhelmed and killed by the skeletons.
Watching the Skeleton Knight and Skeleton Warriors draw ever closer, Banxia Qingcheng cast her first-tier spell: Ice Blizzard.
A burst of wind and snow swept through, freezing every Skeleton Warrior within a 10×20 yard area into ice sculptures. A wave of over six thousand points of damage rose from them.
Banxia Qingcheng frowned slightly.
The magic resistance of these undead creatures was far higher than she had expected.
With the Level 42 Skeleton Warriors possessing 45,000 HP, only large-scale destruction magic could wipe them all out in a single blow. No other skill could possibly one-shot them.
"Stop wasting your effort. These Skeleton Warriors' magic resistance reduces first-tier spell damage by seventy percent. Even with an Epic-grade weapon, you still can't beat them," Chenji Sanyue sneered. "Or did you think a single Epic-grade weapon could bridge the gap in our strength? Don't forget—I'm holding an Epic-grade staff too."
As Chenji Sanyue spoke, six more Bone Spears materialized around her.
"Last time you blocked them with a life-saving skill. Let's see how you block them this time!" Chenji Sanyue shouted, swinging her staff.
The six Bone Spears transformed into six streaks of white light, hurtling straight toward Banxia Qingcheng.
Everyone watching knew the match was over.
Whether in base attributes, class, or numbers, Chenji Sanyue held an overwhelming advantage. There was simply no way Banxia Qingcheng could win with just an Epic-grade staff.
"It's over!"
"But the Shura Team has nothing to be ashamed of. They had no advantages to begin with—losing is perfectly normal."
The crowd couldn't help but sympathize with the Shura Team.
Both sides had guilds backing them, but the difference in their resources was enormous. Before, the Shura Team had stood out for their base attributes and equipment, but now those advantages were merely on par with the Evil Dragon Team at best—perhaps even inferior.