A loud shout rang out from within the stadium. "Demon, demon! Demon of the Blood Race! Burn him to death! Burn him to death! "
"Alien! Monster! Terrifying monster! Burn him to death!"
There were a few people following behind him. However, this voice appeared exceedingly lonely. That's because, although Grai possessed the bloodline of the Blood Race, he didn't possess any uncontrollable killing intent. There wasn't much of a problem even if one looked at his appearance. After entering the radiant era, mankind had continuously pursued power and researched bloodlines. To put it bluntly, they had even experimented with forbidden bloodlines that couldn't see the light of day. However, the "terrifying monster" mentioned by those people had reminded everyone that compared to the more disgusting transformations that had occurred during the CHF, Grai was basically … an evolution!
There wasn't any change to Grai's expression. No one understood the history of the Federation's treatment of the alien races more than the genuine members of the alien races. Therefore, such a response was within his expectations.
However, in the next instant, a change occurred.
"Burn your sister! What demon? Have you ever seen such a handsome demon? "
A high-octave soprano voice rang out sharply, followed closely by countless echoes.
"How many hundred years has it been since the alien races came to be?"
"Fuck! This is considered an alien race? What's with the bloodline power from before? "
"That's right! That Bella Dean Family member had even turned into a werewolf! That scared the hell out of me! Look at our Grai! Other than his slightly red eyes, there's no difference!"
"Blood Race Prince! Oh my god! He's simply too cool! "
"My Grai! Even if you're a demon, I'll always love you! Give birth to a cute mixed-blood baby with me! "
The sudden voice quickly broke the silence of the stadium. Female voices accounted for at least 60 to 70% of the voices, while there were also many male Tianjing fans loudly refuting and defending the reputation of the Blood Race.
The stadium instantly turned somewhat chaotic. The bigshots in the viewing gallery had calm expressions on their faces, while the few referees below the stage appeared slightly hesitant. Zhou Mu frowned as he looked towards Rommel, inquiring whether he should stop the match.
Rommel did not reply immediately. Instead, he continued to stare at Grai. Frankly speaking, the Federation's expulsion of the alien races was only in the early stages. At that time, the Federation was too weak. If they did not use high-handed policies to ensure internal stability, they might have already been trampled by mutated beasts. As of now, the Federation was growing stronger by the day, and was no longer as lacking in internal control as it was in the early days. The various great aristocratic families were also repeatedly touching the taboo, with the rise of bloodline powers. Without mentioning Divian's completely stable bloodline, even the completely unstable werewolf bloodline like Adam Galen's had been experimented on by the aristocratic families. However, the Federation did not punish them, turning a blind eye to them.
Frankly speaking, it was just that Grai didn't have any backing. However, at this moment, on the battlefield of the CHF, Long Mei 'er quickly made a judgement. Regardless of anything, the competition would continue!
After Long Mei 'er gave her judgement, a wave of cheers rang out from Tianjing and Grai's supporters in the stadium. If Grai was described as a freak, they would be able to accept it no matter what. From appearance and character, Gui Hao and a few other fellows were freaks. Could it be that just because Gui Hao was a disciple of an aristocratic family, and Grai was a commoner, Grai would become a freak?
One had to know that there were countless people watching from the stadium and Skylink. This wasn't something that could be eliminated just by sneaking around. Furthermore, the current Grai was no longer an ordinary student that could be trampled on by others.
There was no Soul Power leaking out, nor was there any special ability exploding out. However, when his gaze returned back to the stage, a power that caused people to tremble had already enveloped the entire stadium in an instant. This was a pressure that came from a higher level of existence, an evolved body of a higher level!
Mo Ling clenched his right fist tightly, his palm already dripping with sweat. This wasn't due to fear, but due to excitement!
Perhaps it was due to Mo Wen's influence, or perhaps Mo Ling had always been such a person. When he encountered an expert that he was unable to determine the outcome of, his thirst for combat would suppress everything else.
Hu …
Exhaling heavily, he swung his right leg slightly backwards, getting into a stance. Fusing with his 4 Beasts Fusion Body and Soul Power, the tortoiseshell scales covering his body instantly faded away, replaced by an even more berserk and unruly power and aura.
Against a member of the Blood Race, there was no meaning in defending. Just the strange blood mist from before was more than enough to corrode everything.
When it was time to defend, Mo Ling wouldn't show off. However, when it was time to attack, he would absolutely not show any mercy.
… Ha.
The smile on Grai's face retracted slightly. Humm humm humm humm!
Bloody light blossomed in an instant, gushing out from the soles of his feet and the ground. Just like a red stream of air, his casually fluttering silvery hair instantly stood on end.
In an instant, his blood-red eyes narrowed.
Whoosh ~
Before anyone could see Grai's body make any movements, his entire being had already transformed into a ray of bloody light as he shot out at the speed of light!
Mo Ling's pupils contracted furiously.
Too fast! At the instant his opponent had taken action, he had already realised that Grai's speed was so fast that he was basically unable to execute any complex combat techniques!
However, so what? Complex combat techniques weren't necessarily the best. The Mo School placed the most emphasis on one's foundation, one's aura, and one's desire for combat.
"Roar!"
Mo Ling gave a furious roar, blood aura gushing out from his eyes. The desolate aura of his 4 Beasts Fusion Body exploded out crazily, while his entire being shot forward. In the air, 2 rays of light flashed out, before smashing against each other in the blink of an eye.
BANG!
A massive bang that shook the heavens and earth rang out, as the frightening shockwaves formed from the collision furiously swept out in all directions. Like a wave of air, they smashed fiercely against the defensive barrier, causing it to turn slightly dark!
The entire stadium shook intensely, appearing as though the mountains were shaking and the earth was shaking, while countless glass windows shattered!
2 figures were sent flying back in the air, before shooting out in different directions.
"Their strength is about the same." Gui Xinying's eyes lit up.
"No." Carolyn's gaze was clearly more experienced. "Mo Ling has taken 2 more steps back!"
Deng deng deng deng deng …
Upon landing on the ground, Mo Ling retreated frantically, stumbling back and forth. The rebounding force was truly too strong, to the point of being unimaginable, causing him to be utterly unable to stop himself. Facing him, Grai had already stopped his retreat. With a flash of red light, he instantly unleashed another sneak attack.
One of the special abilities of the Blood Race was the ability to control one's blood. The more one's blood boiled, the more powerful one's combat prowess would be. In fact, the eruption of strength from many humans was related to one's blood aura. The eruption of one's willpower was ultimately related to the increase in one's blood aura. The most frightening aspect of the Blood Race was that they could directly control their blood aura.
The Blood Race bloodline was considered to be at the apex of bloodline powers.
At this moment, Grai had clearly entered the zone, with his speed clearly increasing, while the pressure he radiated from his charge had also grown stronger. Despite being a great distance away, it was already suppressing Mo Ling to the point of being unable to breathe.
Meeting on a narrow path, the courageous would emerge victorious. At this moment, taking half a step back would mean death!
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