In just a mont of eye contact, Zhu Haomiao understood why Wang Hua disliked him.
This guy really deserved a beating!
Pulling his lips slightly, Zhu Haomiao took off his hood and unclasped his cloak, and his exquisite, beautiful features imdiately sparked a buzz from the audience below, while also causing his opponent to frown in displeasure and snort coldly.
"Hmph! Useless trash that looks good but is worthless!"
From a short distance away, Zhu Haomiao heard his opponent's undisguised taunt, and responded with a gracious, slight smile. His calm and steady smile only fueled his opponent's anger further and caused the brows of two identical twin girls in the audience to furrow tightly.
"Sister, I can't see little brother's fate anymore... it's obscured by a gray-white mist..."
With her little hand tightly held by her sister, the girl with the luxurious gold adornnt in her hair had eyes that shone with brilliant divine light, staring intently into the void, but the next second, her body trembled violently, and she closed her eyes in pain.
"Yueyejian..."
"Here."
"Seal the Gate of Netherworld, just in case... protect little brother's Source Quality and Divinity."
Understanding what her sister was preparing for, the girl with a silver adornnt in her hair and a cool, mysterious deanor had her pupils constrict slightly as she incredulously gazed at the seemingly harmless, beautiful young man on the stage.
"What exactly is he?"
"I don't know. It's a bottomless darkness... like an abyss... cannot be stared at directly..."
Holding her sister's small hand tighter, the dignified and elegant girl opened her eyes, and what was once crystal clear now had a barely noticeable crack.
Simultaneously, as if sensing the attention, Zhu Haomiao on the stage had a feeling in his heart, instinctively looking towards the audience, imdiately spotting the two impeccably beautiful girls among the crowd.
An uncontrollable desire exploded from his abdon, and Zhu Haomiao took a deep breath, using all his strength to suppress the raging pink divine light in his eyes.
For the first ti feeling such intense [Lust] in the Illusion Realm, before Zhu Haomiao could figure it out, a hostile question suddenly reached him from beside.
"What are you looking at? Ant?"
Whoosh~
The violent power tore through the air, dragging a deep whistling sound, and Zhu Haomiao instinctively raised his hand to block sideways, instantly feeling an irresistible force coming from his arm.
Thud~
In the next second, his whole body flew up directly, moving sideways in the air for more than ten ters, adjusting his posture while floating, and after landing with difficulty, he staggered back several ters before stabilizing himself.
On the other side, realizing he hadn't squashed the bug in his eyes with a slap, Susano-o furrowed his brows as an uncontrollable fla of anger surged in his heart.
A re insect, unwilling to die obediently, dares to survive?!!
"Roar!"
Following the instinct of destruction, Susano-o's muscles rolled and swelled all over, transforming the whole person into a stream of light, rushing towards Zhu Haomiao with a piercing sound.
In a fleeting mont, just two moves left all the spectators on the scene stunned.
"Is this freaking Silver Level?"
anwhile, in a special viewing area, Feng Zhaobai slowly turned his head to look at Wang Hua, his sharp, oppressive gaze causing Wang Hua to sweat profusely.
"This is your so-called... evenly matched opponent?"
Wang Hua: "....."
The data did indeed show that he was a newly promoted Silver Level!
Seeing Wang Hua sweating profusely, Feng Zhaobai gritted his teeth and refocused on the stage.
He inwardly understood that there was much information Wang Hua couldn't actually access; he didn't know this year's Ascension Competition was full of monsters, and by coincidence, he had arranged a [True Evenly Matched] opponent!
Perhaps... this is fate...
Power attracts power!
Monsters attract monsters!
On a higher-dinsional tiline, perhaps they are destined to et!
At the sa ti, Feng Zhaobai finally rembered where he had heard the na Susano-o.
In Japan's mythology...
"What about Japan's Martial God? Just see if you can defeat the [Dragon's Son]..."
Slowly exhaling a murky breath, Feng Zhaobai's gaze gradually regained calmness, staring intently at the two figures on the stage.
Boom!
A massive fist carrying a piercing Gang Wind crashed down, yet it was steadily caught by a slender, fair hand. The mont of collision exploded a circle of visible shockwaves, with violent overpressure ripples spreading at supersonic speed, sweeping through the entire underground arena, instantly allowing the front-row audience to feel the surging wind on their faces.
It was like sticking one's head out of a high-speed train going hundreds of kiloters per hour; the front-row audience instinctively closed their eyes, being pressed hard against the back of the chair by the impact, feeling slight tremors in their internal organs.
Soon, as the ripples receded, the audience opened their eyes, moving from montary fear to unprecedented excitent.
"Dammit!!"
"fxck!"
"Shibal!"
...
Various national curses vented inner excitent, and many professionals, awakened from previous disinterest, took out pocket notebooks and excitedly eyed the two young n on the stage.
In the center of the battlefield, Zhu Haomiao slowly raised his head, his crimson pupils filled with ferocious and cruel bloodlust.
On the other side, Susano-o's brow twitched slightly. In his extraordinary vision, a rich, invisible blood-red mist erged on the enemy's body surface.
These fine blood-red particles flickered and swayed, like flas consuming and burning, vaguely containing a familiar yet unfamiliar divinity.
It was the Authority of the Destroyer God!
But before he could carefully sense it, Zhu Haomiao, releasing the power of [anger], suddenly switched to the offensive, viciously pulling Susano-o's fist towards his chest, simultaneously launching his other fist like a cannonball straight at Susano-o's face.
Dispelling any thoughts of underestimating the enemy, Susano-o's eyes glimred with divine light, and the intense energy surged and roared along his ridians.
His five fingers spread like open iron claws, precisely intercepting Zhu Haomiao's fist before it could unleash its maximum destructive power!
Boom!
Another shockwave exploded in mid-air as the two young n held each other's fists, staring into each other's eyes, revealing bloodthirsty and cruel grins simultaneously.
It was the delight of top predators discovering their prey!
"Die!"
With their upper limbs locked in a stalemate, both sides opted to knee each other, simultaneously stomping each other's chest and abdon.
Boom!
The mutually damaging blows sent both flying backward like a cannonball, instantly rebounding dozens of ters away.
"Cough cough cough..."
Half-kneeling on the ground, Zhu Haomiao clutched his chest and abdon, using all his might to suppress the blood rising in his throat.
Even if he pushed the third layer of [Hard Qi Skill] to the limit, weakening and dispersing the destructive power as much as possible, his enemy's strength still penetrated the muscles and fascia, causing internal injuries to his fragile organs.
Dammit, just any Silver Rank is this strong, I really underestimated the heroes of the world!
Zhu Haomiao could faintly feel that many capillaries in his internal organs had burst, and massive internal bleeding was slowly draining his life.
And at that mont, he suddenly sensed so movent within the [Book of Black], his spirit prompted to activate its Authority.
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