You are rampant on the internet.
I'm sorry.
Chen Jiuyang is braver than you.
You said you would defeat me and win the fight.
I'm sorry.
I've already planned how your funeral will be held.
The隔空 dialogue between the two on social media sparked discussions across the entire network.
Countless people got involved and started arguing.
One was a super genius from Dragon Country, twenty-three years old, who created his own martial path. The other was a crazy Archmage from the European Union. When their battle records were compared, neither fell behind; both were extremely formidable.
Yet, these two formidable individuals were about to face each other today.
How could this not attract attention?
"Yellow-skinned pig, how dare you claim you can defeat me, the Archmage of the European Union?"
"White-skinned pig, are you still dreaming of living in the past?"
"Heh, why expose the white-skinned pig's self-deception."
"Thousand knives, then cremation, a one-stop solution. Why all the blabbering? Let's kill them! White-skinned pigs deserve to die!"
"Exactly, white-skinned pigs have no idea how powerful Chen Jiuyang is."
"Alright, stop arguing. I've already chipped in five yuan to buy that white-skinned pig a coffin."
"That's not right. Chen Jiuyang's cremation only leaves ashes. What's the use of a coffin?"
"Just give half the ashes to the dog to eat, and take the other half... heh, you know."
"A zombie came to Lamia-Veilun, opened his head, looked inside, and left in disappointment. A dung beetle excitedly approached."
In the battle of public opinion, Dragon Country netizens, with their keyboard skills, directly annihilated these people.
Keyboard warriors are not just for show.
"This is Dragon Country Television. I am host Yun Jingbai."
"I am host Enoki Fumoto."
"Today is the highly anticipated battle between Chen Jiuyang and Lamia-Veilun."
"Both contestants are talented and formidable fighters. Let's look forward to their performance today."
"They are entering the stage. Let's switch the camera to the competition venue."
Chen Jiuyang, dressed in magnificent red, white, and gold attire, holding a long saber, slowly ascended the stage. On the other side of the ring stood Lamia-Veilun, wearing a white lab coat and appearing somewhat deranged.
As soon as he stepped onto the stage, Chen Jiuyang's body began to burn with fiery red and golden qi and blood, his hair stood on end, and his eyes were filled with a cold killing intent.
Lamia-Veilun licked his crimson lips. Their eyes met, and he spoke:
"I apologize for my rash behavior on social media. I believe this match should not just be a victory for me, but a killing."
A chilling, faint smile touched Chen Jiuyang's lips. "It's fine. I have no interest in the apologies or thoughts of someone who is about to die."
The two were immediately at loggerheads upon entering the stage, not even bothering with pleasantries.
It was clear that this confrontation had no room for victory or defeat, only the single outcome of life or death.
Lamia-Veilun was arrogant!
And Chen Jiuyang was even more so!
The dialogue between them upon entering the stage made the blood of countless spectators boil.
The referee ascended the stage and blew his whistle, saying, "Let the match begin!"
Then, the referee quickly jumped off the ring to avoid being caught in the aftermath of their fight.
Chen Jiuyang slowly drew his saber and said coldly, "I'll give you a chance to say your last words."
"I..." Lamia-Veilun began, intending to say he didn't need to. He had only uttered the word "I."
He was ruthlessly interrupted by Chen Jiuyang: "Enough, you don't need to."
"Boom!"
The next moment, terrifying saber energy and intent surged into the sky. The entire ring was instantly filled with golden saber light.
This overwhelmingly powerful saber strike directly slashed towards Lamia-Veilun.
Lamia-Veilun raised his staff, and a light green shield appeared within a three-meter radius around his body, enveloping him.
Chen Jiuyang's saber strike did not injure him; it was blocked by the shield. However, the ground of the ring where he stood was forcefully indented by nearly ten centimeters.
This was enough to illustrate the terrifying power of Chen Jiuyang's single saber strike.
"Haha! Hahahahaha!" Lamia-Veilun let out a maniacal laugh, his features contorted and ferocious. "Chen Jiuyang, you can't hurt me. My defense is invincible."
Then, hundreds of light spots slowly rose in front of Lamia-Veilun's shield.
This caused many to frown. Lamia-Veilun could still unleash offensive moves while maintaining his shield.
This was not good news.
Chen Jiuyang thrust his blade, Yan Sheng, into the ground and said coldly, "Hundred Flowers Kill."
"Bang—"
Countless golden fragments also appeared.
Then, the hundreds of light spots in front of Lamia-Veilun erupted with terrifying power, attacking Chen Jiuyang.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The ring was instantly filled with earth-shattering explosions.
If the opponent attacked, Chen Jiuyang had means as well.
Countless people began to discuss.
"Chen Jiuyang possesses the divine ability of 'Breaking Realm,' making his defense invincible."
"Lamia-Veilun also has it. Are the two going to engage in a war of attrition?"
"Will it continue like this, stuck in a stalemate? But after Chen Jiuyang uses 'Breaking Realm,' he can't launch any additional attacks against Lamia-Veilun."
"Let's keep watching. Chen Jiuyang is not one to sit and wait for death."
After the first exchange, neither side gained any advantage, nor did they manage to harm the other.
Many people frowned. Chen Jiuyang was a man of his word. Under these circumstances, how would he "thousand knives" Lamia-Veilun and then cremate him?
If he failed to do so, Chen Jiuyang would be subjected to public criticism.
On the stage.
Chen Jiuyang narrowed his eyes, observing Lamia-Veilun's moves.
This divine power system was different from their martial artist power system.
If it were someone with divine might like a prison, there would truly be no way.
But he was on the path of invincible divine abilities!
"Zzzzt! Zzzzt! Zzzzzzt!"
"What is this!"
Those familiar with Chen Jiuyang's abilities suddenly widened their eyes in disbelief.
Arcs of dense electricity were flashing around Chen Jiuyang's body.
Chen Jiuyang had always focused on the path of the saber and the path of fire. When did he learn lightning-based techniques?
"It's coming."
King Yan smiled and said, "So, among your hidden moves, there are lightning-based techniques."
"Zzzzt! Zzzzt! Zzzzzzt!"
The electric arcs on Chen Jiuyang's body were rapidly surging towards the Yan Sheng saber.
The Yan Sheng saber, golden and like transparent glazed glass, was coated with a layer of electric arcs, making it incomprehensible, yet exuding a sense of dread.
"Martial artists! How can they control the power of lightning!"
Many people were stunned.
"Rumble!!!"
A thunderous explosion suddenly erupted.
Then, Chen Jiuyang's indifferent voice sounded:
"Origin Dao—Thunderous Fury Fire Lotus!"
"Rumble!!!"
He cleaved towards Lamia-Veilun with his saber.
The speed was as fast as lightning, carrying a power of thunder that seemed capable of annihilating all things in heaven and earth, striking towards Lamia-Veilun.
This saber strike!
It hit!
Threads of lightning power exploded and spread, engulfing Lamia-Veilun.
The density of the lightning was like raging fire, soaring into the sky, and its shape resembled a lotus flower slowly blooming.
This move struck terror into countless people!