Who Says It Only Uses Electricity

"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.