Female Novel
Chapter 2031
The person speaking was a man.
He was only about a meter and sixty centimeters tall, making him relatively short. His skin tone wasslightly dark, and on his back was a long sword.
He stood at the back of the crowd and walked out slowly. The man looked around the crowd beforecasually saying, “I choose to challenge everyone.”
“Good,” said the shadow.
There appeared to be many decent people among those who arrived here.
“In that case, let’s begin.”
The shadow gave a casual wave of its hand.
In its palm, a white ray of light took shape. The white ray of light slowly became visible andmaterialized at the city gate. Immediately after that, a massive arena appeared at the city gate.
With a diameter of roughly ten thousand meters, the arena was massive. Around the arena, therewere also some mysterious rings of light.
The shadow continued, “This is a death match. If one does not concede defeat, one must kill theother person in order to be deemed to have passed the checkpoint.”
The crowd nodded softly.
Every step of the way up to this point, they had been aware of how brutal it was to pass through thecheckpoints. The slightest lapse in judgment would result in death.
“Who will go first?” The shadow scanned the crowd before pointing at James and finally the Son ofHeaven. “You two will go first,” it said.novelbin
As soon as it finished speaking, the Son of Heaven leaped and instantly appeared in the arena.
When James was about to proceed to the arena, Marcello walked over, looked at James, andpatted him on his shoulder. He said, “Be careful. If you can’t compete with him, give up. There willalways be hope as long as you’re alive.”
Marcello gave him a gentle reminder.
James’ body was special, he knew, but in the end, James’ rank was still very low. There was asignificant difference in rank between him and the Son of Heaven. In a real fight, James’ chances ofwinning were slim.
James nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll be careful.”
After he said that, he turned around and looked at the enormous arena in front of him. In a flash, heleaped and appeared in the arena.
“Who will win?”
“James is probably no match for him, right?”
“He’s definitely no match for him. I’ve fought him before. He’s actually quite powerful, with strengthcomparable to the Supernatural Consummation. This time, however, his opponent is in theHerculean rank rather than the Supernatural Consummation. Despite being only one step apart, thetwo have very different levels of power.”
Many people were discussing the matchup.
No one had high hopes for James because the Son of Heaven had a distinguished background. Hewas the leader of the Overworld’s ten most prominent figures and the most distinguished disciple ofthe greatest figure of the Overworld. He had also amassed a plethora of impressive SupernaturalPowers, all of which were extremely destructive when used.
Forget about James by himself. Even if everyone present worked together, they still might not beable to compete with the Son of Heaven.
Excluding Marcello and the person who challenged everyone, of course. Those two might beoddballs.
The Son of Heaven was standing in the arena, dressed entirely in white. His long, dark hair wasblowing in the wind. He was very handsome and had an impressive presence. However, at thisprecise moment, there was a tinge of darkness on his charming face, and in that darkness, therewas murderous intent.
“Die,” he spat out a word while glaring at James, his throat moving slightly.
In his eyes, James was already a dead man.
James’ expression was grave as well.
This could be his most serious fight since he became a martial artist. This fight would determinewhether he could obtain this Celestial Abode, whether he could obtain this great treasure. He had towin this fight.
He moved around a little. From within his body, a powerful force surfaced.
‘While I was getting through the checkpoints earlier, my physical strength grew several times. Evenif my physical strength hasn’t yet reached Herculean, it might have already reached SupernaturalConsummation. Going up against the Son of Heaven, I might not lose.’