In the end, Gu Yue gave Arthur a meaningful look before turning to leave: "I forfeit."
This isn't right.
Arthur's heart tightened; he knew he was going to suffer tonight.
While the uproar in the stands continued, Na'er had already retracted her golden dragon spear. The glow of her battle armor faded significantly, revealing her stubborn face.
She walked up to Arthur in a few steps, her tone filled with pride: "Hehe, isn't Na'er amazing?"
Arthur was frantically calculating what to do tonight. That woman might have looked indifferent when she forfeited, but the Aura she displayed during the fight was no joke. She was bound to take out her frustration on him later.
Back in the waiting area.
Yuanen Yehui looked at Arthur's gloomy face, then at Na'er beside him, and finally at Gu Yue who was packing up to leave. She shook her head gloatingly: "Tsk, tsk, tsk."
She leaned in and patted Arthur's shoulder, her own shoulders shaking as she tried to stifle her laughter: "Why so worried? This is a good thing."
"Two such powerful beauties are fighting over you."
"Isn't it all because of you!" Arthur couldn't help but retort.
"For me?" Yuanen Yehui's expression changed drastically. "Don't say such things recklessly; it'll be the death of me!"
"Fine, fine, I'll stop laughing at you, okay?"
Arthur gave her a speechless glance and shook his head. He had actually controlled the draws for the entire Individual Competition. Under the mechanism of his Spirit Ability, Destiny, even En Ci couldn't beat him at rigging the matches.
Thus, Yuanen Yehui only faced their own people, and her opponents all forfeited quickly.
There was even one person missing in the quarterfinals, giving her a bye.
Then Arthur would deal with Long Yue, and Qian Wu would handle Dai Yueyan, perfectly paving the way.
He did this simply because he thought it was fun, and also because he had previously promised Yuanen Yehui that he would give her the Spirit Bone.
But he hadn't expected Gu Yue and Naer to make such a scene.
"I thought they used to just go through the motions when they fought each other. Why did they get serious this time?"
...The arena was repaired quickly.
It was almost time for Arthur to go on stage.
Against Long Yue.
Inside the stadium, neither the audience nor the high-ranking officials on the rostrum had recovered from the shock of Gu Yue and Naer's battle.
Next up was what they considered the ultimate battle: Arthur versus Long Yue.
Arthur took a deep breath, suppressing the gloom in his heart regarding tonight's "calamity," and stepped toward the arena.
His feet landed on the floor, which had been restored to its original state.
The referee's voice rang out at the right moment: "Arthur, Long Yue, prepare!"
Long Yue let out a low shout, and a dense Soul Power suddenly exploded around him. That heavy pressure was like a mountain collapsing, causing the entire arena to tremble slightly.
The moment his Mountain Dragon King Spirit possessed him, his stature surged by half a foot. Bronze dragon scales covered his limbs, and a thick dragon tail whipped behind him, kicking up a fierce wind.
His dragon pupils were filled with blatant Battle Intent, locking onto Arthur.
Watching the previous battle between Gu Yue and Naer had already made his blood boil.
"Come!" His voice was like a resonant bell.
Arthur felt an invisible gravity pressing down on his shoulders, making his steps a bit heavier.
This was the gravity suppression inherent to the Mountain Dragon King Spirit.
"Feels average."
Arthur didn't say another word and directly summoned his black-rank mecha.
The heavy mecha feet stepped onto the floor, completely ignoring the gravity suppression.
"Hmm, aren't you going to use your battle armor?"
Arthur's voice came through the mecha's loudspeaker, sounding somewhat nonchalant as it reached Long Yue's ears.
Beneath Long Yue's bronze scales, veins throbbed faintly. He glanced down at his arm, where the scales glinted coldly: "Battle armor? I don't need it yet!"
So arrogant?
With a sudden roar, Long Yue's figure vanished.
The strength brought by the Mountain Dragon King Spirit, combined with the gravity suppression, made his surprise attack feel like a mountain appearing out of thin air.
His thick dragon tail whipped through the air with a sharp whistle, lashing fiercely at the chest of Arthur's mecha.
That was where the mecha's energy core was located, and its most vulnerable point.
"Clang—!"
The loud metallic crash made many low-level Soul Masters in the stands cover their ears, while sparks showered down like raindrops.
The dragon tail struck the mecha, yet it only left a shallow dent; the mecha didn't even wobble.
The mecha Mu Ye gave him had average performance, but it was incredibly sturdy.
After all, the supplier for the Materials he used to study mechas was Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua.
Arthur controlled the mecha, slowly raising its arm and aiming the pitch-black cannon at Long Yue: "The strength of the Mountain Dragon King is only this much?"
"Arrogant!" Long Yue roared. His Soul Power surged like a volcanic eruption, and the arena floor instantly cracked with spiderweb-like patterns. Countless sword-shaped boulders burst from the ground, frantically piercing toward the mecha.
Spirit Ability: Mountains and Rivers.
"Hmph, outplaying you!" Arthur sneered. The thrusters on the back of the mecha suddenly lit up with eerie blue flames, and his figure rose into the air like a phantom, narrowly avoiding all the boulders.
His maneuvering seemed incredibly impressive.
In reality, Arthur was secretly controlling the earth elements, using "cheats" whenever he was about to be hit.
Long Yue also felt something was off; his Spirit Ability shouldn't be this slow.
But before he could think further.
The energy cannon on the mecha's arm flared with light, and a blinding beam tore through the air, heading straight for his face!
Long Yue condensed an earthy yellow Soul Power barrier.
The beam crashed into the barrier with a deafening boom. The barrier was instantly covered in cracks, and he was forced back by the massive impact, a trace of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.
"The power of technology!"
In the waiting area, Na'er watched with delight, slapping her thigh and shouting: "Brother Arthur, beat him up!"
Yuanen Yehui rubbed her chin thoughtfully and whispered: "The hardness of this black-rank mecha... he must have used a lot of Soul Forging metals. He's really a rich guy."
She was dying of envy.
In the shadows at the edge of the arena, Gu Yue stood quietly, her cold gaze fixed on the mecha. She knew exactly what Arthur was up to.
"Boring."
Having guessed what would happen, Gu Yue didn't bother watching any longer. She returned to her room, planning to dress up nicely.
Long Yue wiped the blood from his mouth, the Battle Intent in his eyes completely ignited by rage.
He looked up sharply, staring at the mecha in mid-air, his voice like muffled thunder: "Very well!"
"You've pissed me off!"
As he spoke, dark gold streams of light surged from his body, covering him like a tide.
Two-Word Battle Armor: Mountain Dragon.
The dark gold battle armor covered Long Yue's entire body, with every piece engraved with complex soul guidance circuits. On the chest of the armor, a lifelike Mountain Dragon King relief shone brilliantly.
The moment the battle armor formed, a pressure several times stronger than before swept across the field, causing the arena floor to cave in directly.
This pressure was several times stronger than the previous gravity suppression, causing ripples to spread across the Soul Guidance Barrier surrounding the arena.
The Soul Masters of the Star Luo Empire turned pale; they hadn't even recovered from the energy consumption of the previous match.
Now, they were frantically pouring in Soul Power again, barely managing to keep the barrier from shattering.
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