"This is a specially insulated combat suit, originally designed exclusively for the Lei Family."
"Wearing it might limit mobility a bit, but without electricity, the physical strength of your Wang Family is no match for our Li Family!"
Li Gui's voice rumbled muffled through the thick protective suit, as if blocked by an invisible barrier.
It was just too bulky.
"Go on, shock me! Right here, hehehe!" As one of the strongest young super-warriors of the Li Family, Li Gui was confident he could swiftly defeat Ye Chuan in this match.
What can you do to me without electricity?
"..." Ye Chuan's gaze lingered on Li Gui's round, tightly wrapped figure, his brow quirking slightly as he momentarily fell speechless.
The sight of Li Gui was comical—he looked like a living Michelin Man, his bulky suit making him appear clumsy and ridiculous.
Wouldn’t this seriously hinder his movement?
"Your aesthetic is truly... unique," Ye Chuan couldn’t help but mutter with a light shake of his head.
"Huang Haotian, Li Gui!" Elder Xu's deep, authoritative voice echoed clearly across the arena, announcing the start of the match as he called their names.
"Let’s see whether your electricity is stronger or my suit is tougher!" Li Gui roared like an enraged bull, letting out a low, guttural growl.
With a powerful stomp, he kicked up a cloud of dust, his burly frame charging toward Ye Chuan with unstoppable momentum—apparently unaffected by the suit’s bulk.
So it really didn’t impede his movement.
Yet, just as he was about to reach Ye Chuan, Li Gui’s steps came to an abrupt halt. His entire body froze as if paralyzed, his expression stiffening in shock and terror.
An unbearable wave of scorching heat blasted toward him from Ye Chuan’s direction, searing his skin even through the protective suit.
Ye Chuan stood calmly in place, his demeanor serene. Slowly, he extended one hand, palm up, where a basketball-sized fireball hovered and rotated.
"Y-you—you—you! Since when did you use fire?!!!!" Li Gui’s voice trembled, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at the fireball in Ye Chuan’s palm, as if witnessing some unimaginable monster.
"Are you a dual-cultivation super-warrior?!"
Dual-cultivation super-warrior?
The spectators began stirring in their seats.
"Just who are you?!" Even Elder Xu sounded stunned—after living over a century, this was the first time he’d seen something like this.
A dual-element super-warrior! And one so powerful!
"Who am I? Just a passing Crystal Realm expert, that’s all." Ye Chuan kept one hand behind his back, the firelight illuminating his face.
"Hey there, little ant, who told you I only use electricity?"
His gaze returned to Li Gui, his tone unhurried as he casually manipulated the fireball with a flick of his wrist.
First-tier magic—Fireball!
Infused with mana, the fireball expanded like a living thing, its diameter swelling to a meter in an instant. The violent heat radiated tangibly, distorting the surrounding air into eerie ripples.
"I—I—" Li Gui’s lips quivered, his words failing him. Panic and helplessness filled his eyes as he stood frozen, like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
Wait, no one said this guy could use fire!
And fire-based super-abilities—isn’t that the Xiao Family’s specialty?
Hold on… is this suit even fireproof?
A surge of dread washed over Li Gui. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead as he gulped hard.
Desperate, he whipped his head toward his family’s side.
There, the head of the Li Family stood, his gaze locked onto the battlefield. Meeting Li Gui’s pleading look, he gave a slight nod, his expression unreadable.
"Alright, if it’s fireproof, then I’ve got nothing to fear!" Heartened by his patriarch’s confirmation, Li Gui roared and prepared to charge again.
"The heavens birthed no one like Li Gui, the eternal pillar of super-warriors—" His grand declaration was abruptly cut off.
At that moment, the fireball in Ye Chuan’s palm shot forward, tearing through the air—growing larger and clearer in Li Gui’s vision until—
BOOM!
The fireball exploded against Li Gui’s body, a blinding flash illuminating the entire arena.
The so-called "specially insulated" suit disintegrated like paper under the fireball’s fury, leaving not even a scrap behind.
"Wait... wasn't this supposed to be about fire resistance?" Li Gui let out a scream like Tom the Cat, his body collapsing stiffly to the ground like a broken kite, his eyes shut tight as he instantly lost consciousness.
"Ah Gui, what I meant was you could surrender!" The head of the Li Family looked at Li Gui lying on the ground, nearly on the verge of tears.
But it was too late—Li Gui couldn’t hear him.
Ye Chuan paid no attention to the Li Gui he had instantly defeated, instead turning his gaze to the crowd below.
"Alright, let’s welcome the next lucky contestant."
"The Li Family surrenders!" The Li Family, seeing that Ye Chuan could still wield fire, immediately threw in the towel.
There was no way to withstand this—anyone facing Ye Chuan would just be cannon fodder!
"Really surrendering? Your fighters can team up if they want," Ye Chuan said.
"Not like they’d last a single hit anyway."
That last remark made the audience’s lips twitch in irritation.
Infuriating. And yet, for some reason, no one could argue.
Just where did this guy even come from?
Huang Haotian!
...
Meanwhile, in the stands, Bai Qianshuang, nibbling on a piece of fruit, furrowed her brow in confusion.
"Is that spiritual power? Such a strange way of manifesting it... And why can’t I even discern Ye Chuan’s cultivation level anymore?" Her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, as if puzzled by the changes in Ye Chuan.
It was like a thin mist had enveloped him.
Because of it, Bai Qianshuang couldn’t even tell what his current strength was.
He should still be at the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm, right?
Without a Core Condensation Pill, breaking through from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation wasn’t something that could be done so easily.
"Damn, so Ye Chuan’s actually this terrifying?" Lan Xiaoke muttered. Truth be told, all she’d seen before was his raw physical strength—his hand-to-hand combat. This was her first time witnessing him use spells.
First lightning, now fire.
Both seemed like they’d counter her pretty hard.
"Good thing I’m on Ye Chuan’s side." The thought alone made Lan Xiaoke relax.
Holding onto this thick thigh was definitely the right move. She decided then and there that she needed to be more diligent from now on.
She’d have to learn to read the room better.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
