Chapter 0493: Is Huang Long a Showoff?
As Huang Long’s voice faded, tens of thousands of godly warriors around him were in an uproar. Of course, they weren’t shocked by Huang Long’s name, but rather by the fact that he still dared to step forward despite Jia Ai having won nine matches already. Jia Ai’s strength was astonishing—he was no ordinary high-ranking god. He had fully mastered all six aspects of the fire element’s laws and possessed the six primal forces of fire. In the eyes of the gods, Jia Ai could easily win ten or even twenty matches in a row. Under normal circumstances, his strength would surely make him a champion capable of winning twenty matches consecutively. For a while, the gods debated fiercely about Huang Long’s boldness in challenging him, speculating about the outcome of the fight.
“That dark-haired kid dares to step onto the stage—he must be something special.”
“Who knows? I’ve seen many who lack ability but still want to show off.”
“Heh, how about we make a bet?”
“Bet on what?”
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Discussion surged everywhere. Of course, the name of Huang Long in the Netherworld and Hell was unknown to these gods in this Five Elements realm. If they had known, some might have thought Huang Long was just a showoff with an appearance of strength but weak actual power.
Huang Long listened to the discussions among the gods around the arena before slowly stepping onto it. Once on the stage, he stood still and stared at his opponent. Nine consecutive wins, mastery of six fire element traits, and possession of the six primal forces of fire? A smile played on Huang Long’s lips. Though this middle-aged man was strong, he wasn’t even as good as Fei from the Luning family in the Netherworld back then.
“Hehe, I never expected someone would still dare to challenge me, Jia Ai!” The middle-aged man grinned mockingly at Huang Long, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes. “Kid, you must have seen what happened to that guy just now—how I sent him off the stage. Even if that young high-ranking god who lost to me could be saved, he’d be disabled.”
Huang Long remained calm. “Are you that confident?”
Jia Ai frowned and began to scrutinize Huang Long. The latter’s composure puzzled him. Yet on the surface, Huang Long seemed like just an ordinary high-ranking god.
“Heh, trying to be mysterious!” After determining Huang Long’s strength, Jia Ai sneered. “Now, I’ll show you the consequences of stepping onto this stage!” With that, he dashed forward and struck at Huang Long. “Kid, I only need one move to take care of you!”
“Meteor Fire Rain!”
Jia Ai threw a punch. Wherever the punch’s force passed, space exploded, and the divine power of fire transformed into countless streams of fire that rushed toward Huang Long.
Fire rain streaked through space, glowing with fiery red light under the sunlight, like meteors shooting across the sky.
Huang Long watched as his opponent threw a punch and shook his head in disbelief.
If it had been over a thousand years ago, before Huang Long joined the Luning family, such an attack might still have posed some threat to him, but now?!
“Heh, see? I told you this kid was all show and no substance, just someone trying to act tough. Now, after seeing Jia Ai’s attack, he’s so scared he can’t even move!” The godly warriors who had bet on Huang Long losing began to mock him.
On the arena, under Jia Ai’s attack, Huang Long stood there as if stunned.
The godly warriors who had bet on his victory looked disappointed and even felt sorry for him, as they had staked quite a lot on him.
Huang Long, ignoring the surrounding chatter, waited until Jia Ai’s seemingly powerful fire rain was only a hundred feet away before his eyes flashed. The gods saw a strange light appear suddenly, and then the countless meteor-like fire rains stopped mid-air.
“Stop? It stopped?!”
“Rules of the Fate Space?!”
The rules of fate, encompassing space and time, were also the most difficult to master. The gods were shocked to see Jia Ai’s forceful attack of meteor fire rain come to a halt.
But what surprised them even more was that although the meteor fire rains had stopped, Jia Ai himself did not stop and continued to attack Huang Long?!
How was this possible? Had Jia Ai broken free from the other party’s spatial constraints? But that was impossible!
If so, Jia Ai’s earlier attack of meteor fire rain couldn’t have been halted by the other party. The only explanation?!
That young man with black hair!
That young man had deliberately allowed Jia Ai to attack!
If that was the case, then?! Many godly warriors were shocked. If true, the mastery of the Fate Space rules by that young man was terrifying—even high-ranking gods who practiced these rules couldn’t stop the meteor fire rains in front of them, yet Jia Ai passed through that space as if nothing had happened!
In fact, compared to the gods on the arena, Jia Ai was even more horrified.
When he saw his own attack of meteor fire rain halted mid-air, he tried to retreat in shock, only to find he couldn’t control his body and continued to attack!
As he got closer, the darkness in Jia Ai’s heart grew. Ahead, it seemed as though an invisible pressure was suffocating him.
Just as Jia Ai reached a hundred feet in front of the Yellow Dragon, the Yellow Dragon stood there, its body trembling slightly. As it trembled, a powerful gust of wind erupted in front of it, roaring loudly and sending Jia Ai flying away.
Thud!
A dull sound was heard as Jia Ai, flying backward, crashed into a corner of the arena, sending dust into the air.
“You, you!” Jia Ai lay there, struggling to lift his head, pointing at the Yellow Dragon in terror before collapsing again, silent once more.
The area around the arena, which had been filled with chatter, suddenly fell silent.
Tens of thousands of eyes stared in disbelief at Jia Ai lying there.
Was that it? It was over already?!
The godly warriors who had hoped to see Jia Ai defeat the Yellow Dragon and mock its arrogance were stunned, unable to process what had happened. Everything changed so quickly—from Jia Ai attacking to being sent flying by the Yellow Dragon in the blink of an eye.
Once the gods realized what had happened, they turned their gazes from Jia Ai to the Yellow Dragon, staring at it in shock.
They recalled the moment the Yellow Dragon had defeated Jia Ai with a single strike. Earlier, they hadn’t sensed any divine energy fluctuations around the Yellow Dragon’s body. What did that mean?!
It had used nothing but the strength of its physical body?!
Indeed, when the Yellow Dragon’s body trembled slightly earlier, it had indeed attacked using only the strength of its physical body. The strength of the Yellow Dragon’s current physical body was likely beyond even Bradd, who had transformed into his primal beast form.
“What formidable physical strength!” Among the gods around, a middle-aged man with purple hair emitted a gleam in his eyes, filled with fighting spirit.
He had originally just passed by out of curiosity, never expecting to see a young man with such powerful physical strength.
“Yellow Dragon? Just based on its physical strength, it must be at level eight?!”, the middle-aged man guessed in his heart. “So what about its actual strength? Late level eight? At the peak?! Or maybe more?!”
Just as he was speculating about the Yellow Dragon’s true strength, suddenly, the gods around the arena erupted in loud cheers.
“Yellow Dragon! Yellow Dragon!”
“Yellow Dragon! Yellow Dragon!”
These godly warriors shouted the Yellow Dragon’s name frantically, expressing their excitement.
Wherever they were, the strong were always respected.
The Yellow Dragon stood on the arena, calm-faced.
“A new strong warrior has emerged from this battle!”
“Amazing! Inspiring! Let’s shout wildly for our victor—Lord Yellow Dragon!”
As the gods around the arena shouted wildly, the arena host realized the situation and didn’t forget to “stir up” the atmosphere, causing their cries to grow even louder. After a long while, the host finally asked the gods to quiet down, then stepped forward before the Yellow Dragon with reverence and said, “Lord Yellow Dragon, may I ask if you would like to continue with the next match or take a break first and fight again later?” In arena battles, if one won, they could choose to continue or rest before fighting again. “Continue!” the Yellow Dragon replied calmly; he didn’t want to drag it on too long. Hearing that the Yellow Dragon wanted to continue, the gods around became even more excited and started shouting louder. Of course, despite the Yellow Dragon’s great strength, there were still those who dared to challenge him. The one who challenged him was a high-ranking god who practiced the laws of gold, with strength at the peak of level seven, roughly on par with Lu Ning’s Fei De back then. “I apologize!” said this high-ranking god of gold as he stepped onto the stage, then gave a deep roar, dashed forward, and attacked the Yellow Dragon with outstretched hands. “Golden Needle Thread!” Two extremely bright beams of golden light burst from his hands. As these beams rushed toward the Yellow Dragon, they suddenly exploded into countless golden needles. To the shock of the gods around the arena, these needles seemed to have a life of their own, twisting like serpents in unpredictable ways. The Yellow Dragon watched the attack calmly as his right hand slowly opened. The needle-like golden strands seemed to be drawn to it, converging into a golden sphere. With a gentle wave of his hand, the golden sphere flew back—seemingly slow but actually incredibly fast—penetrating the opponent’s chest in an instant. Just like Jia Ai, this high-ranking god of gold was flung backward, crashing into a corner of the arena. After lifting his head and glancing at the Yellow Dragon in terror, he fell to the ground silently. After a brief silence, even more intense cheers erupted around the arena. The name of the Yellow Dragon resounded everywhere. The middle-aged man with purple hair who had earlier been amazed by the Yellow Dragon’s physical strength now shone with excitement, his fighting spirit surging. Whether it was the Yellow Dragon gathering the opponent’s attack forces into a single sphere or his seemingly ordinary final wave, it all seemed extraordinary in the eyes of the middle-aged man. Without extraordinary strength and a deep understanding of the laws of gold, such feats would be impossible. “Who exactly is this Yellow Dragon? Why has no one on the Five Elements Continent heard of such a powerful being before?!”