Challenge: The Fool with the Surname Okayamine

Chapter 207 Neighboring World Arc: "Becoming King"

The spear and axe were pointed directly at Wuming without reservation. Unlike Cang's slightly dazed expression, her eyes blazed with arrogant fighting spirit.

"Let's fight."

At this moment, Wuming clenched his fists, his mouth opening and closing rapidly, his expression extremely gloomy.

"Rionmu...Rionmu...Rionmu! Rionmu!! Rionmu!!! You good-for-nothing! Idiot! You actually sold me out—!"

After gritting his teeth, Wu Ming opened his palm and shook his head helplessly.

"I'm sorry, miss. Although I admire your passion and courage for battle, and I respect your strength, it's a pity that my abilities are now less than one-tenth of what they were at my peak, and my spiritual power is almost depleted."

"Yeah, me too. So I think that even when neither of us is at our best, a battle still has some meaning. Or, after this battle, no matter who wins or loses, we can just have another battle in the city next time."

Wuming pondered for a moment. Although he wanted to refuse, his opponent wasn't the type to communicate with, and besides, he still had a great use for his reserved spiritual power later. So, it would be better to deliberately lose the battle. He nodded and said:

"Alright, since you put it that way, then this battle has meaning. I accept your challenge."

Seeing Wuming agree, Cangna's fighting spirit intensified. He swung his spear and axe, slashing fiercely at Wuming. Wuming dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack. However, Cangna's offensive was relentless, his spear and axe transforming into streaks of light, constantly assaulting him. Wuming could only fight and retreat, searching for a way to counterattack.

Just as Wuming was struggling to defend himself, Cang suddenly charged forward, his spear and axe aimed straight at Wuming's chest. Wuming knew he was in trouble and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

The Heavenly Star Wolf stopped just before piercing Wuming's chest. Cang shook his head with a helpless expression in his eyes.

"Yeah, although this feeling is very uncomfortable, I won, right?"

Wu Ming paused for a moment, then nodded.

Wuming had no doubt that the girl named Cang in front of him definitely understood that he had not used his full strength, but she did not pursue the matter like some battle maniacs, or perhaps she did not take him seriously.

However, this suggests that in her eyes, Kurumi might be the one who truly defeated the "Puppet Master."

After that, Cang turned and left without saying a word, heading towards the school buildings that had long since turned into ruins, or more precisely, towards the "Road to Heaven".

"Aren't you planning to leave?"

Before leaving, Cang turned to Wuming and asked him a question.

Wuming simply shook his head.

"Thank you for your concern, but I should take care of some things here before I leave."

"Oh."

After listening, Cang simply said "Oh" and walked towards the direction of the Road to Heaven without any hesitation.

After a flash of light in the distance, Wuming confirmed that Cang had left, and then turned his gaze back to the edge of the small battlefield in the distance.

A gentle breeze caressed his face, and a smile slowly returned to his expression.

"Become king, let my infamy spread far and wide! All for... to be watched by [her]!"

—At noon in this simulated time, within the tenth domain, shrouded in the blazing sun.

On the rooftop of a tall building, six people stood quietly.

"Oh! Boss! It seems the news of the 'Puppet Master' being defeated has spread! It's so lively down there! I really want to go down and chop down a few pseudo-elves for fun!"

"Zhengmei, don't be so reckless. This will likely cause Mr. Wuming a lot of trouble. So, be patient."

Standing to the right of Wuming, Caiyan reminded him, and tightly gripped the side of Hijikata Yoshimi, who was eager to jump down.

Wuming did not stop either side, or rather, the fact that Zhengmei could not go down and caused a riot was not important.

"What do you think, sir... Should I make my move now? I've already laid some of the remaining spirit weapon traps here beforehand, which theoretically should be enough to wipe them all out in one fell swoop."

Faced with Rippyo's suggestion, Wuming simply smiled and waved to stop them after confirming the number of prospective Pokémon surging towards them to check.

"There's no need to make these guys, who only care about themselves and fighting, willingly submit to others. While this method might work, it's not a long-term solution."

"Oh my! No wonder she's the one who teamed up with Kurumi Tokisaki to kill the 'Puppet Master'! Since she's so cunning, it seems I've chosen the right person to follow!"

Sherry, on the left, was licking an ice pop she had just created with her spiritual power at a small shop not far away, while pointing downwards with shining eyes and talking.

Just as Wuming was pondering his plan, an annoying sound began to come from beside him again.

"Hey! Wuming! When are you sending me back?"

"Rinemu, can you be quiet for a moment?"

"Ah! No way! Although I've made a lot of friends here, compared to the danger, I suddenly think the [Ninth Realm] isn't so bad!"

"Uh……"

Wuming fell silent. He didn't know if Liyinmeng truly hadn't considered asking him for help after he became the ruler of the tenth domain, or if she simply disliked the atmosphere of fighting here, or perhaps both.

'Whatever, let this good-for-nothing do what he wants.'

After Shirei told her to cover Rion's mouth, black flames rapidly ignited on his body, forming a jet-black military uniform.

[Forbidden Spell Spirit Armor - Fifth Grade False]

Taking a step forward, I looked at the approximately 190 quasi-elf girls who were noisily observing and circling around in the ruins. They had all put down their fighting and stayed on this land where the 'puppet masters' had died, filled with fear and awe.

Wuming took a deep breath, then slowly opened his mouth. Though his voice was not loud, it clearly resonated throughout the ruins:

"My fellow aspiring elves! The puppeteer has been killed by me, and now this tenth realm is leaderless. I, Wuming, will become the new ruler here! You may now directly become the Black King!"

These words immediately caused an uproar. The prospective elves whispered among themselves, discussing the matter animatedly. Some looked disdainful, while others showed a hint of awe.

At this moment, a tall, quasi-elf stepped forward and roared:

"On what grounds? Just because you killed the puppeteer? We won't accept that!"

Wu Ming's lips curled up slightly, and black flames burned fiercely around him, instantly boosting his aura.

"Dissatisfied? Then let's fight! However, if you can truly submit to me, I promise I will lead you to greater strength!"

With that, his spiritual energy surged, emanating a powerful sense of oppression. The provocative quasi-elf was intimidated by this aura and involuntarily took a few steps back.

Just then, several more near-elves stepped out from the crowd. They exchanged glances and charged towards Wuming together. Wuming sneered, his black flames coalescing into a sword as he met them.

Sword shadows flashed, black flames raged, and the few quasi-elves were instantly repelled, bearing numerous injuries.

Seeing this, some of the other potential elves were intimidated by Wuming's strength and began to waver; others were even more terrified, feeling that Wuming was too arrogant, and they all shouted, but none of them dared to go up.

Wuming stood on the high place, surveyed the crowd, and said loudly:

"I do not wish to kill innocent people indiscriminately. If you submit now, I will forgive and forget. Otherwise, this will be your fate! Choose: to live or to die?"

For a moment, the entire ruins fell into a deathly silence as the quasi-elves weighed the pros and cons.

Finally, one of the weaker pseudo-elves knelt down first, its voice trembling as it said:

“We…we are willing…to submit.”

Then, several more pseudo-elves knelt down. Inspired by them, more and more pseudo-elves knelt down, submitting to Wuming.

However, a small number of quasi-elves remained unwilling, clenching their fists, but dared not resist any longer. Wuming nodded in satisfaction and sheathed his black flame sword.

They are undoubtedly battle maniacs, but that doesn't mean they lack reason, making you the best choice for them.

"Everyone, I know there are those of you who are not convinced by me, or rather, I am willing to give you a chance after I become the ruler to challenge me and kill me. I will not kill any of you, but please remember, I am the king."

The sound echoed throughout the area.

...After a series of battles, things stabilized. Wuming seized the position of ruler with absolute power, and the title of Black King, which sounded like that of a tyrant, quickly spread throughout the Tenth Domain.