I Can Only Cultivate In A Game

Megan gritted her teeth as she found herself face to face with Lucian. Though she was talented, she could tell that his mana reserves dwarfed hers. She had no choice but to focus entirely on countering his undead horde, meaning she wouldn't be able to assist the others in battle.

Meanwhile, Victor was already engaged in a three-on-one against a Mage(Evelyn), a Berserker, and another Warrior.

Their warrior happened to be the one placed sixth in the last warrior test so he wasn't weak.

[ Crimson Slice Activated ]

His sword emited a crimson glow as he hacked at Victor who evaded the strike, causing the blade to cleave through a small statue.

As dust and debris flew into the air, Victor swept forward and landed a palm strike on the chest of the warrior, sending him flying.

A roar came from his side as the berserker fist swept towards his head with force, Victor leapt upwards and flipped over the berserker.

While he was in mid air, he swung his sword downward but before he could successfully land a hit, a swirling wind spell rammed into his body, sending him crashing onto the floor.

Selene had her hands full as well, facing off against two of Evelyn's teammates in a vicious close-quarters struggle.

Evelyn remained at a distance, casting spells since Mages were not good at close quarters combat. She would wait for Victor to dodge an attack from her warrior and Berserker before launching a surprise strike from his blind spot, hitting him with well-placed wind and electric spells.

Victor gritted his teeth as pain surged through his body.

In just a few minutes, he had taken several hits already. Though he managed to land a few of his own attacks, he was simply outnumbered. Every opening he created was quickly covered by Evelyn's magic, and without a proper tank on their team, they had no one to absorb damage.

"Rylan, stay on us!" Victor yelled through gritted teeth while slashing at the Berserker in front of him before barely dodging a firebolt from the Mage.

Rylan was working overtime. His hands glowed with healing magic as he constantly patched up the team's injuries. Even so, he was struggling. "We need a damn miracle!" he panted while pushing himself to keep up.

Meanwhile, at the center of the room, Evelyn's Healer had reached the sword. Her hands grasped the hilt, and she began to pull with all her strength—but nothing happened.

She gritted her teeth and pulled harder. The sword refused to budge.

Evelyn face twisted in frustration as she glanced over her shoulder. "What are you doing, you idiot?!" she screamed. "PULL IT OUT!"

"I—I'm trying!" the Healer's arms shook trembled as she pulled with all of her strength.

"You're useless!" Evelyn snapped and then turned her gaze toward the Berserker fighting Victor. "GO HELP HER!"

The Berserker sneered as he landed a solid punch against Victor's ribs, sending him skidding backward before breaking away toward the sword.

Victor grunted in pain but quickly readjusted himself. He was bleeding from a gash on his forehead, and his breathing was labored. He knew that if Evelyn's team got the sword, all of this would have been for nothing.

He had to stop them. But how?

As he tried to think of a plan, a new voice suddenly rang out.

"Finally caught up!"

A figure dashed into the room, causing everyone's attention to shift.

A lone awakener had managed to make it to the top floor—someone from another team.

Before they could react, Evelyn's eyes blazed with annoyance. She didn't want some nobody interfering.

"Out of my way!" she snapped while casting a powerful spell.

A condensed blue bolt of energy shot forward, slamming into the new arrival with such force that it sent them flying backward. Their body crashed through one of the massive stained-glass windows at the edge of the chamber, disappearing into the howling winds outside.

"ARHHH!!"

Their screams slowed faded into obscurity.

Evelyn dusted off her hands. "Pathetic."

With a flick of her wrist, she began drawing mana-infused sigils in the air. The runes formed intricate geometric patterns before solidifying into shimmering golden barriers that sealed both openings that allowed access to the castle's top floor.

"There," she muttered with satisfaction. "No more interruptions."

Her voice was calm, but her arrogance was evident. She was making sure that no one from the lower floors would interfere again. If her team was going to win, they had to lock down this fight and eliminate any potential distractions.

However, in that brief moment of distraction, she had made a critical mistake—she had taken her focus off the battle.

Victor who had been locked in a struggle with the last remaining warrior of her team, saw his opportunity. He gathered a surge of qi into his arms as he prepared to use a cultivation technique.

His opponent, a tall, muscular warrior with a shaved head and a scar running diagonally across his nose, was fully prepared to keep trading blows. His stance was firm as his blade kept clashing with that of Victor's continously, warrior to warrior... or so he thought.

Victor exhaled sharply. 'I need to end this now.'

In an instant, he launched Gale Strike.

A powerful burst of wind erupted from his blade, striking the warrior square in the chest before he had a chance to react. His eyes widened in shock as he was blasted off his feet.

His body flipped backward multiple times and slammed into the ground several feet away. He let out a strangled gasp before losing consciousness.

Victor had never intended to use this kind of attack in front of others awakeners, but in this chaos, he knew that no one was watching closely enough to notice. And even if they did, who would believe that a warrior had just unleashed what looked like a spell attack?

There was no time to hesitate.

Victor's eyes darted toward the center of the room, where the Berserker was already gripping the sword's hilt. His massive arms bulged as he prepared to pull it out. The Healer beside him was casting a rejuvenation spell.

Her fingers glowed with a soft blue light as she prepared to give him extra stamina.

Not happening.

Victor's form blurred as he activated Wind Dash and streaked across the room with explosive speed.