At that mont, Gou Shi stared blankly as the purple thunder fla cloud slowly dissipated in the sky. With a THUD, he collapsed to his knees, a dark patch spreading across his trousers.
Long Mo panted heavily, his expression darkening as he looked at the unscathed Gou Shi. He then lifted his head, glaring hostilely at a figure in mid-air.
That figure was none other than Chen Yu, the Sect Leader of the Five Elents Sect! It turned out that in the nick of ti, Chen Yu had intercepted Long Mo’s terrifying attack on Gou Shi’s behalf. No wonder Gou Shi was standing there completely unscathed.
In the air, Chen Yu stood upon the void, also looking at Long Mo in shock. His right hand, hidden behind his back, was scorched black and trembled uncontrollably. Blocking Long Mo’s attack just now had actually left him with a minor injury!
’Having reached the rank of Spirit Emperor, I’ve rarely been injured. To think that an attack from a re Spirit General could actually wound ... That Qilin Giant Beast ford from purple thunder fla... even I felt my heart skip a beat. If that had hit Gou Shi, he would have been instantly reduced to ashes!’
eting Long Mo’s hostile gaze, Chen Yu slowly descended from the sky. "Killing is forbidden in the Sect competition," he said slowly. "We are all fellow disciples here. You’ve taught him a lesson. How about we let this matter drop?"
Hearing this, Long Mo frowned and looked toward Elder Huo.
Elder Huo gave a slight nod.
Seeing the signal, Long Mo retracted the churning Void Purple Fla, shot a cold glance at Gou Shi, and turned to walk off the Martial Arts Arena.
Seeing that Long Mo had spared him, Gou Shi let out a huge sigh of relief. But then, the injuries he had been suppressing erupted all at once. He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed, his body falling stiffly to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Long Mo walked off the Martial Arts Arena and went straight to Shen Haoran’s side. "Where’s little Zhen?" he asked.
Shen Haoran pointed to Long Zhen, who was fast asleep behind him. "He just took so Healing dicine and fell asleep," he said. "He’ll be fine once he wakes up!"
"Mm, thank you," Long Mo said, looking at Shen Haoran. He then picked up Long Zhen’s small, thin fra and started walking out of the Central Martial Arts Arena. ’There are too many people here. It’s not a good place for healing!’
Just as Long Mo was about to leave the arena, he suddenly seed to rember sothing. He turned his head and said coolly to Shen Haoran, "Oh, right. I don’t want to hear news of your defeat. Don’t forget, you’re the Sect Leader of our Yao Sect!"
"Just wait for the news!" Shen Haoran said with a loud laugh.
Hearing this, Long Mo nodded, then turned and left.
...
After Long Mo left, the competition continued. Since he had destroyed the main stage, the subsequent matches were moved to the secondary arenas.
Having swapped lots with Long Mo, Shen Haoran’s fight was scheduled for the very end. Ti passed, and at last, it was his turn.
"Next match: Shen Haoran versus Ouyang Chen!"
As the referee’s announcent faded, Ouyang Chen, whose eyes had been closed, slowly opened them. He gave Shen Haoran a cool glance, and with a flash, his figure appeared on the Martial Arts Arena.
"Go for it, Boss!" Zi Mo and Shui Ruolan cheered from behind him, pumping their fists. Shen Haoran smiled and nodded. An afterimage flickered at his feet, and in the next instant, he was on the Martial Arts Arena, standing opposite Ouyang Chen.
Seeing the two on the stage, the disciples in the audience broke into a heated discussion.
"Ouyang Chen, Alliance Leader of the Chen Alliance, and Shen Haoran, Sect Leader of the Yao Sect. With the leaders of these two major influences colliding, I wonder what kind of sparks will fly?"
"I don’t think there’s much suspense here. The difference in their strength is obvious. One is number one on the Dragon and Tiger List, and the other is a Tier Four Spirit General. The gap between them is like a chasm! Shen Haoran has no hope of winning, right?!"
"I agree. Ouyang Chen is no Guan Zhi. He’s held the top spot on the Dragon and Tiger List for years, which just shows how powerful he is. Shen Haoran might be a dark horse, but he’s still far too green!"
In the audience, aside from the mbers of the Yao Sect, most of the disciples believed Shen Haoran had little chance of winning. After all, the disparity in their strength was simply too vast.
anwhile, on the viewing platform, Chen Yu and the others watched the two opponents facing off on the Martial Arts Arena. He asked in a low voice, "Who do you all think will win this match?"
"It’s obvious, isn’t it? Ouyang Chen, of course," Mu Feng said coldly, his eyes on Shen Haoran. "Never mind the gap in their strength; Ouyang Chen also possesses the ancient War God Physique. Fighting is a natural instinct for him. Shen Haoran truly doesn’t stand a chance!"
"Is that so?" Elder Huo glanced at Mu Feng and said coolly. "The match hasn’t even started, and you’re already jumping to such a hasty conclusion?"
"Oh? So you think Shen Haoran will win?" Mu Feng retorted, a corner of his mouth twitching in a disdainful smirk.
"We’ll know whether he can win after they fight. You just need to watch quietly!" Elder Huo said with a light chuckle, turning his gaze to the arena. In truth, he wasn’t very confident either. ’The gap between Shen Haoran and Ouyang Chen is truly massive,’ he thought. ’The task I gave him... it’s just too difficult. Expecting him to defeat Ouyang Chen is really asking too much of him.’
On the Martial Arts Arena, Shen Haoran and Ouyang Chen stood facing each other, their expressions impassive, their eyes betraying no emotion as they locked gazes.
"So you’ve finally fallen into my hands," Ouyang Chen said coolly, his eyes fixed on Shen Haoran.
"And so what if I have?" Shen Haoran replied, his face expressionless.
A cruel smile played on Ouyang Chen’s lips. "No prey I set my sights on has ever escaped my grasp! And you are no exception." His chilling voice seed to lower the temperature of the surrounding air.
"Prey? Heh." Shen Haoran licked his lips, completely unafraid. "It’s not yet certain who the prey is and who is the hunter. But I do know this: everyone who has ever targeted has eventually beco *my* prey!"
"I hope you still have the strength to talk so tough in a little while," Ouyang Chen said. "But that will depend on your luck. Because your life is forfeit to !" With that, a terrifying aura erupted from his body. The powerful gale it created whipped up a Spiritual Power Vortex, and its imnse pressure made even the disciples in the distant stands feel a suffocating weight.
"Such a powerful aura! Is this the true strength of Ouyang Chen?" the crowd exclaid, watching him fully unleash his presence.
Shen Haoran’s eyes narrowed, a flicker of surprise vanishing as quickly as it appeared. ’This powerful aura... he must have one foot in the Spirit Marquis realm already. He’s truly worthy of being number one on the Dragon and Tiger List.’ However, the stronger his opponent, the more Shen Haoran’s will to fight surged.
Taking a deep breath, Shen Haoran unleashed the Fire Spirit Black Obsidian within him. A domineering aura erupted from his body, eting Ouyang Chen’s head-on and holding its ground.
On the Martial Arts Arena, the two auras ground against one another, and the air grew thick with tension. The next mont, Shen Haoran’s figure shot forward. The battle began in a flash!
[P.S. This is an extra Chapter for my reader, Han Xu. I’ll post the other one tomorrow. Your author, Xiezi, is a bit tired today and out of ideas. Thank you to this reader for your support, and thanks to all my other bros out there. I’ll keep doing my best!!]
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