Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong

After the two women got off the stage, they first expressed their apologies to Lu Benwei and Chu Yan.

"I'm sorry to have made you two work hard again."

Chu Yan held Zhao Xiaoqi in her arms and gently stroked her back.

"It's okay, Qiqi. You've already done very well."

"The other side's level is higher than yours. It's not shameful to lose to them." Lu Benwei also comforted them.

"Chu Yan, it's our turn," he said to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan nodded her head and followed Lu Benwei into the ring.

At the same time, Li Tiancheng and Wang Qiaochu went on stage. The audience's mood reached its peak at this moment!

"Li Tiancheng, Wang Qiaochu!"

"Li Tiancheng, Wang Qiaochu, go for it! Crush Lu Benwei!"

"Lu Benwei is the first person to enter through the back door in the National Class Tournament!"

Chu Yan listened to the crowd's boos and was resentful. "This group of people is really annoying."

Lu Benwei shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter. When we start fighting later, we won't be able to hear the shouts of this group of people."

"Alright, then."

At this moment, Li Tiancheng brought Wang Qiaochu, who was gloating, onto the ring. The distance between the two of them was only three to four body lengths.

"Yanyan, I didn't expect that my opponent would be you." Wang Qiaochu winked at Chu Yan.

"This tournament is very important to me. I'll say this first, I won't show you mercy just because I like you."

Chu Yan rolled her eyes at Wang Qiaochu in disdain. "You speak as if you can beat him if you don't show him any mercy."

"Yanyan, I haven't seen you for so many years. I've changed a lot," Wang Qiaochu chuckled.

Wang Qiaochu paused and turned to Lu Benwei with red eyes. "Just wait for your death. I'll stomp you under my feet in front of everyone in the Dragon Kingdom."

Lu Benwei heaved a sigh of relief and turned to Li Tiancheng. "You won't blame me if I beat up your teammate later, right?"

Li Tiancheng was stunned for a moment before he said, "Any accident can happen in a tournament. I won't blame you."

At the side, Wang Qiaochu was very surprised to hear this, and his expression turned fierce.

"Li Tiancheng, you're such a traitor. My family gave you so many resources, and this is how you repay me? I haven't settled the matter with you for leaking information to Lu Benwei two days ago."

Li Tiancheng shrugged his shoulders. "Your family only asked you to join my team. They didn't ask me to protect you. As for the information I gave Lu Benwei two days ago, I'm not obliged to keep it a secret for you."

"You!" Wang Qiaochu stomped his foot in anger.

At this moment, Lu Benwei's expression became very subtle. He did not expect Wang Qiaochu to join Li Tiancheng's team for this reason.

Then, Li Tiancheng continued, "After all, I'm not one who benefits from others. I'll still do my best in this match. Lu Benwei, I hope we can have a good fight."

"Alright!" Lu Benwei's fighting spirit was ignited by Li Tiancheng and he immediately agreed.

Five minutes later, the match officially began.

"Lu Benwei, be careful. Wang Qiaochu is a poison master," Chu Yan said to Lu Benwei at the beginning.

"Ha, you're really quite compatible with him," Lu Benwei heard this and said jokingly, "It's a pity that the Viper Set has been destroyed. Otherwise, I'd be able to ignore him completely."

Wang Qiaochu was furious when he heard Lu Benwei's taunting. His body suddenly turned a strange green. Then, a large amount of green poisonous mist came out of his seven orifices and quickly spread throughout the entire arena.

"Demonic Poison Mist Pool!"

Lu Benwei and Chu Yan were instantly shrouded in the poisonous fog, blocking their vision and sealing their five senses.

Lu Benwei felt the loss of his five senses and his strength decreased.

However, the next second, Lu Benwei's passive talent Barbaric Bloodline was triggered, and his strength was instantly full. The damage caused by the poisonous mist was insignificant.

However, the only thing that made him feel troubled was that he had lost his five senses in this poisonous fog.

Lu Benwei immediately activated the Holy Key Sage's light bloodline, and the negative state was immediately removed.

"Immune to all debuffs?" Li Tiancheng's surprised voice came from behind Lu Benwei.

"The poison is quite effective. It entered my body very quickly," Lu Benwei responded, but the next second, he immediately felt a cold chill.

"Slash!"

Lu Benwei pulled out the Ancient Sword of Clarity and collided with Li Tiancheng's long sword, creating beautiful sparks.

"I almost forgot, you and Lin Feng are both swordsmen. But you've already completed your second transition, and your class is… unparalleled swordsman!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hollow sword in Lu Benwei's hand continued to clash with the long sword in Li Tiancheng's hand, producing a crisp sound of metal clashing.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The long sword in Li Tiancheng's hand was very strange. The blade was soft, and as his wrist shook, it sometimes fluttered like a graceful swan, and sometimes it was as fierce as a dragon.

Lu Benwei stepped forward with the Ancient Sword of Clarity in his hand and stabbed Li Tiancheng, but he was entangled by Li Tiancheng's sword. Then, it moved forward like a poisonous snake, pointing at Lu Benwei's throat.

Lu Benwei was helpless and could only retreat. Li Tiancheng gradually occupied the center. At this moment, Lu Benwei's sword lost its power, and he could only speed up his retreat.

Then, Li Tiancheng's sword made a circle in the air and accelerated his attack on Lu Benwei.

Lu Benwei's eyes flashed as he predicted Li Tiancheng's attack trajectory. When Li Tiancheng only slashed out a semi-circle, Lu Benwei blocked it with his sword.

After two rounds, both had wins and losses. Li Tiancheng was very surprised. "I didn't expect a magician like you to be a good swordsman."

"I'm far from you." Lu Benwei smiled.

The next second, the two quickly pulled away and Lu Benwei said, "My sword techniques are self-taught. I'm relying on my experience to fight you. And your swordsmanship has been passed down. If I fight you with my sword skills, I can't win."

Lu Benwei wanted to use his skills to win, but Li Tiancheng did not give Lu Benwei this chance. Li Tiancheng shook his wrist and waved his sword, aiming to cut Lu Benwei's throat.

Seeing that Lu Benwei easily avoided it, Li Tiancheng immediately swung his sword down.

Lu Benwei's face flashed with a trace of embarrassment. He hurriedly used his Ancient Sword of Clarity to block the soft sword, and then bounced it away. Then, he immediately turned around and stabbed Li Tiancheng's lower body.

Li Tiancheng knelt on one knee and blocked the attack with an upward slash. Then, he immediately stabbed forward.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The two cold metal weapons clashed with each other.

The audience was separated by the thick green poisonous fog and did not know the situation of the battle, so they could only guess.

"What do you guys think of the battle inside?"