Chapter 789: Chapter 619: A Man-Eater!
Iron Fist, though still incredulous, lifted his head to look and discovered that the inner ring had become very large!
"It seems I underestimated my speed, three minutes should have sufficed."
Long Yi said with a smile.
By now, even the slow-witted Iron Fist could feel the mounting pressure emanating from within the Array, and despite not having seen much Magic, he knew this pressure was no illusion!
"Bastard!"
Iron Fist immediately began to struggle fiercely, but the more he struggled, the deeper he sank and the harder it became to escape.
"In consideration of your being a Mountain Giant, I can spare your life. Just admit ’I surrender’, and I’ll let you out, how about that?"
Long Yi said with a smile.
"Dream on! Foolish boy! I’d rather die than surrender!" Iron Fist bellowed.
"Then why bother?" Long Yi said, shaking his head in resignation.
"You think this can trap me? Then you are sorely mistaken, boy!" Iron Fist suddenly burst into laughter.
Suddenly! The ground cracked, spreading countless fissures, and Magma began to slowly seep out from them!
"Damn it!"
Long Yi was taken aback as more rock melted into Magma, but it was clear that in this battle of stone forces, Long Yi was losing ground. Magma kept flowing from the fissures, and Long Yi could no longer keep up with its production.
In the blink of an eye, Iron Fist found his feet standing on a solid bedrock!
"Boy! You lost!"
Iron Fist shouted.
"No." Long Yi chuckled. "You lost."
Boom!
An incredibly violent explosion erupted at their feet, flinging Iron Fist into the air, and the original gravity trap suddenly disappeared, turning into zero gravity! Then the Darkness Descending also came crashing down!
"Haha, let’s see how you deal with this!"
Iron Fist was stunned, then watched with a bitter smile as his steel armor slowly fell away.
"Damn it! I’ve been duped by you, kid!"
Boom!
Although the Darkness Descending wasn’t complete, its power was certainly immense, and half of Iron Fist’s body was instantly devoured by the dark matter. Then the mass of dark matter slammed into the ground, corroding a significantly deep spot before vanishing.
Thud!
The half-bodied Iron Fist hit the ground, and immediately the power of the rock began frantically mending his body.
However, the champion of this round was beyond question.
The audience boiled over once more; they enjoyed a bout with no holds barred, but even more, they relished the occasional sparks of brilliance within such mindless brawl! For instance, now, if it had been just a simple exchange of blows, the audience would have witnessed a dull match where neither could kill the other. But Long Yi, with his stroke of genius, turned the tide and successfully defeated the Mountain Giant, securing victory. Though he didn’t clinch a champion title, defeating a former champion who had dominated for half a year said it all!
The First Prince Saint Cassio of The Divine Auffa Empire had been watching the entire match from the top-tier private box, and he had a high opinion of Long Yi—capable and intelligent. However, his primary concern was that this man was exceedingly arrogant. Long Yi had a kind of innate pride that made him disregard any adversary.
As an enemy, such arrogance could be good or bad. The good was that it could drive one to fight with full force; the bad was that it could easily lead to a downfall on account of that very pride.
But then, what did it have to do with me? Isn’t it better for Long Yi to suffer losses? That way, when he faces me again next time, he might show some restraint.
Saint Cassio was such a person; the more others fawned over him, the more he disregarded them. But someone like Long Yi, who completely ignored him, piqued his interest.
If Long Yi knew of Saint Cassio’s disposition, he would’ve undoubtedly bestowed upon The Divine Auffa Empire’s First Prince a new title—Scoundrel.
Iron Fist had already been carried off, but Long Yi hadn’t left. He stood there, raising his fist high, and then claimed.
"Just as I said, as long as I’m standing here, there won’t be any other champion!"
Roar!
The crowd roared loudly.
"Now, you must all know what I’m about to say, right?!"
"Give us an enemy! Give us an enemy! Give us an enemy!"
The crowd chanted in unison.
"Boss?"
The host looked at Lagera with a troubled expression.
Lagera nodded, saying, "Let me handle it."
Soon after, Lagera’s face appeared above the Arena.
"Long Yi! Are you trying to ruin my Champion’s Night?"
Lagera yelled, clearly exasperated.
"Champion’s Night? Where’s your champion? Show me? Haven’t they all been scared into hiding?"
Long Yi said with a laugh, instantly inducing laughter from the crowd, who loved to see the friction between a contestant and the boss!
"Fine! You want an enemy? I’ll give you an enemy! You will be fighting the two warriors who were supposed to enter the Arena next! And this match! It will be a one-versus-two unequal bout!"
Unequal, meaning the opponents would join forces against Long Yi!
"Come on, my fists are already starving and itching for a fight! They want to eat flesh!"
Long Yi raised his fists again, shouting loudly.
"Eat flesh! Eat flesh! Eat flesh!"
