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"Uh-oh!"
Dream Soul Wolf was startled, a sense of foreboding rising in Heartache. However, having already launched the attack, there was no way to easily retract it. Moreover, it was too late to change course while suspended in mid-air; he could only carry through with the move.
Ah!!!
In the next moment, a scream echoed out. Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone present, Dream Soul Wolf had already collapsed at the spot where he stood before the battle began, starting and ending from the same place.
The battle concluded too quickly, so fast that even the referee did not react in time. It was only after Ye Mingshang had left the arena that he shockingly announced Ye Mingshang as the victor.
Dream Soul Wolf was taken away for treatment. He was severely injured, with a large hole in his abdomen that exposed his insides. This was the first time he had sustained such a serious injury in his life. While physical wounds could heal, it remained uncertain how long this psychological trauma would linger.
There were eight types of battle arenas: lake, plain, jungle, cliff, volcano, cave, valley, and swamp. Each time there were eight groups competing simultaneously. Ye Mingshang was the first to finish a battle, starting and ending faster than anyone else.
Many spectators did not clearly see the course of the match; although it had an impact on them, they could not grasp what had happened. They only saw Dream Soul Wolf charging forward with great momentum before suddenly flying back at an even faster speed.
Only a small number of people discerned what had transpired. The commentators fulfilled their duties and shared their insights after discussion.
Dream Soul Wolf's initial howl was actually a tactic using Illusion to trigger a response from his opponent. Ye Mingshang's initial confusion was likely influenced by Illusion as well. Due to his arrogance, Dream Soul Wolf launched a straightforward attack but was countered by Ye Mingshang just as he thought he had succeeded. In that instant, Ye Mingshang's right hand glowed red; keen observers noted strange runes appearing densely on his hand. The commentators speculated that this was some special human technique used to enhance his body and cautioned everyone to be wary of such abilities when out in the world.
In the sky, aside from Underworld River, the Eight Great Vajras also displayed expressions of surprise. They initially expected an exciting and intense battle, but it ended with just one move—clearly a clash between two different levels of skill.
"Dream Wolf, what do you think?" asked a stunning woman with antennae beside the white-haired woman.
These two were Absolute Ant and Dream Wolf from the Eight Great Vajras.
Dream Wolf's expression turned serious as he pondered for a moment before saying, "If I am not mistaken, that kid Ye Mingshang never fell under Illusion from the start."
Upon hearing this, everyone except for Underworld River expressed surprise. "He never fell under Illusion? Isn't your clan supposed to be the best at Illusion? I remember your descendant has quite a talent for it; even we should have been affected."
Dream Wolf shook his head and said, "I don't know either. It seems this kid is immune to Illusion. Soul Wolf's Illusion had no effect at all. Ming Shang merely played along, pretending to be affected, and then used a powerful attack to defeat the enemy."
"Although there is some cleverness involved, his strength cannot be underestimated. Truly impressive for someone so young," said a man with long whiskers on his nose, who was one of the Eight Vajras, Leopard.
Underworld River ignored everyone's discussion, while Face remained as cold as a deep pool, showing no joy or sorrow. Despite having no expression, Face felt quite pleased. Regardless of whether it was clever or not, defeating the new generation of the Eight Little Vajras was indeed shocking, and he felt proud of Face.
In the distance at Xiangyun Mountain, Ling Er was taking pictures of the sky with Ye Mingshang's phone while cheering for him: "Brother Ye is amazing! He took down that little wolf cub with one move! Hmph! He always relied on Illusion to bully others; he deserves this!"
Bai Xiangxue smiled helplessly, feeling proud and gratified as she watched the scene in the sky. What if her son was human? What if he was adopted? He was still far stronger than any of your descendants.
When she brought Ye Mingshang back and recognized him as her godson, she faced considerable opposition. Although people didn't dare to speak out openly, there were still many whispers behind her back. Now that the results were clear, it was a slap in the face for those who dared to mock her for having a human son.
With this battle over, the next one was about to begin. Since the previous battle ended so quickly without much commotion, there was no need to clean up the battlefield; they could start right away.
On the remaining battlefield, the fighting was fierce. Some individuals, even when outmatched, would not easily admit defeat. In the volcanic arena were two members of the Crimson Python, Yan Mang and a branch of the lion clan, Flame Lion. Yan Mang had overwhelming strength and steadily pressed down on Flame Lion, but despite being outmatched, the latter fought desperately and managed to hold on for a while, occasionally using unique racial techniques that forced Yan Mang into a fluster.
In the cave arena were a Pangolin and a Bat Demon. Both were well-suited for cave combat; the hard rocks could not withstand the sharp claws of the Pangolin, and the dark environment posed no challenge for the keen-sensed bat. They exchanged blows for quite some time until ultimately, Pangolin succumbed to the poison from Bat Demon, signaling the end of their battle.
In the jungle battle were a Baboon and a monkey. Both sides excelled in agility; however, while monkeys leaned towards speed and lightness, Baboon possessed a more robust physique and strength. Both sides relied on intelligence rather than brute force and engaged in strategic play, not only trading blows but also setting traps using their surroundings. Although their fight did not attract fervent fans, those from more intelligent races appreciated it greatly.
On the cliff battlefield were Qianyu from the White Crane Clan and Killing Blade from the hawk tribe. Both sides excelled in Flying. Instead of fighting on solid ground, they transformed into their Half-Demon forms and sprouted wings to battle in mid-air. Their exchanges were dazzling and visually stunning, drawing admiration from many fans. Both sides were exceptionally handsome, making them favorites among female spirits who cheered enthusiastically.
If Ye Mingshang heard this, he would probably wipe cold sweat from his forehead in disbelief.
The battles were intense, and the commentary was equally fervent. Although they were demon races, their commentary skills were top-notch; each commentator displayed great excitement and frequently threw out popular phrases. If they were placed in an urban setting as live commentators, they would surely become famous.
At that moment, a young man dressed in a gray suit excitedly explained the swamp battle: "Look! Look! The Kappa contestant has chosen to enter the swamp as his battlefield while his opponent Cormorant, looking helplessly from above in the sky, is at a loss! Who knew he would end up in such an unfavorable battleground?"
"Isn't Cormorant supposed to be good at swimming? How could it be unfavorable?" another commentator wearing Glasses asked.
"Cormorant indeed goes into the water, but he has a cleanliness obsession! If it were a lake battlefield, he could show off his skills, but the filthy swamp is just too much for him! Who decided on this battlefield? Why so cruel?! I want to complain; I want to stand up for Cormorant!" Gray Suit Commentator exclaimed passionately, spitting as he spoke.
"It was arranged by the guardians..." Glasses Commentator said quietly.
"Alright... forget I said anything..." Gray Suit Commentator felt a bit awkward but quickly became excited again. "Look! Kappa is spitting at Cormorant because he can't deal with him! That's outrageous!"
"Uh... isn't that mud he's spitting?"
"That's disgusting! As someone with a slight cleanliness obsession, I really can't stand such a filthy way of fighting! Kappa, as a monster from an Island Nation, how can you be so arrogant? This is too much!" The Gray Suit angrily tossed aside his bowtie and pounded the table.
On the swamp battlefield, Cormorant was dodging Kappa's mud attacks with a look of disgust, while below in the mire, Kappa was grinning wickedly, occasionally spitting mud at Cormorant, some drool escaping as he wiped his muddy arms and took a mouthful.
Getting more into it, Kappa intensified his attacks when he saw that Cormorant couldn't retaliate. He used magic to launch over a hundred mud missiles into the sky. Unable to dodge, Cormorant was hit by several missiles, instantly covered in goosebumps.
Finally seeing Cormorant's arrogant smile, he became furious. In a flash, his body enveloped in transparent magical energy, and with a loud cry, he dove down and snatched Kappa into the air amidst his terrified screams. He slammed him down hard onto the ground before suddenly turning pale and fainting as he fell into the mire.
"My God! Our Mr. Cormorant is angry; he used his true form! Why not use his real body? Is it because he's afraid of getting dirty? Well, he successfully took the filthy Kappa high into the air and slammed him down hard—well done! Kappa has lost his fighting ability; Cormorant wins!
Wait... Cormorant doesn't look good; he seems like he's going to vomit. Where are the medical staff? Hurry and treat him! No! He fainted! No! He's falling! Oh my God!" Gray Suit Commentator, flailing his arms passionately, looked on with regret and sympathy as he saw Cormorant fall into the mire: "Alas! In the end, Cormorant couldn't escape the fate of being covered in filth. As a commentator with a slight cleanliness obsession, I deeply sympathize with him. Well, since Cormorant fainted, his score is canceled, and he's eliminated along with Kappa. What a pity; you bastard, Kappa!"
Hearing such an excited commentary, Ye Mingshang couldn't help but twitch his face slightly, feeling a sense of déjà vu. Aren't there some commentators online who are just as excited...? And the battle result ended up being someone getting disgusted and fainting... Well, I have nothing to say.
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