Ming Dong's match was right behind Jianchen's. With the referee's announcement, Ming Dong and his opponent entered the ring at the same time.
Perhaps it was the arrangement of the heavens, but Ming Dong's opponent was actually Gaddafi, who he had a small conflict with earlier.
Ming Dong sneered, "Jianchen, I'll definitely cut him in half this time."
Jianchen patted Ming Dong's shoulder and shot him an encouraging glance. Nothing needed to be said.
Gaddafi also stared at Ming Dong with a sinister smile. He said in a strange tone, "What a coincidence. My opponent is actually you. Looks like even the heavens don't want you to continue living, so they've specially sent me to deal with you. Kid, aren't you very arrogant? I'll let you be as arrogant as you want later."
Killing intent flashed through Ming Dong's eyes when he heard that. He snorted coldly, "Stop boasting. Once we're in the ring, I'll make sure you can't cry even if you want to." With that, Ming Dong directly stepped into the Space Gate and entered the ring.
"Hmph, you're still so arrogant even when you're about to die," Gaddafi completely ignored Ming Dong's threat. In the end, he entered the ring with a sneer.
"Begin!"
When the two of them entered the ring, the referee's voice rang out in their ears.
Killing intent exploded in Gaddafi's eyes. He viciously stared at Ming Dong like a bloodthirsty beast. Light-attributed Saint Force surged out of his right hand, condensing into a two-meter-long silver-white sword very quickly. The sword shone with a faint, milky-white light, making it seem extremely divine. It seemed like a divine sword.
"Go die!" Gaddafi roared out furiously as he charged toward Ming Dong with the huge sword. He viciously swung the huge sword at Ming Dong with dense Saint Force.
Ming Dong sneered as a faint, azure sword appeared in his hand as well. With a slight sway of his body, he charged toward Gaddafi with unbelievable speed. The huge sword seemed to fuse with the wind as it swept past Gaddafi's waist with a flash of azure light. A vicious wound appeared on Gaddafi's waist.
Ming Dong's speed was unbelievably fast. Even Gaddafi couldn't see him clearly. Gaddafi reached out and touched the wound on his waist. His palm was already stained with blood.
Gaddafi's expression became very ugly. He had been injured by Ming Dong without even seeing him. He had always looked down on Ming Dong in his heart, and had even said that he would not let Ming Dong leave the arena alive. He felt deeply humiliated. He had never thought that he would be injured in the first exchange. This made him feel very embarrassed.
"Brat, you're courting death!" Gaddafi's gaze became increasingly gloomy. As he spoke, a layer of milky white light emerged from his wound and quickly healed it.
Ming Dong snorted coldly in disdain, "I heard that you people with Saint Force are unkillable, known as unkillable. Today, I'd like to see if you really are unkillable." As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Dong once again charged at Gaddafi. His speed was extremely fast, leaving behind afterimages that were difficult to capture with the naked eye.
"So fast!"
"Heavens, how can he be so fast? Is he a wind-attributed Heaven Saint Master?"
Cries of surprise immediately rang out from the countless spectators below the arena. Many of them had been stunned by Ming Dong's speed.
Gaddafi became rather stern as he stared at Ming Dong's rapidly approaching body. When Ming Dong approached him, he immediately bellowed out and swung his sword at Ming Dong's chest with surging Saint Force. However, the attack missed. It had only targeted Ming Dong's afterimage.
"Oh no!" Gaddafi was shocked. As soon as he realized that something was wrong, a sharp pain rang out from behind him before he could do anything. A faint, azure sword had emerged from his chest.
Qaddafi immediately bellowed out angrily. He suddenly charged forward and removed the sword from his body. The next moment, dense Radiant Saint Force surged out from his body and rapidly healed the wound on his chest. Fortunately, the wound on his chest was not fatal. Although it was rather heavy, it did not affect his battle prowess too much.
"Brat, you've completely infuriated me. I'll tear you to pieces today!" Qaddafi's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Ming Dong, who had a look of disdain on his face. He roared in a voice that was close to a roar.
"Do you really think you're invincible? If I wanted to kill you, I would've stabbed you in the heart. You would've died long ago," Ming Dong sneered at Gaddafi, as if he was toying with him.
Gaddafi bellowed out furiously as an even denser Radiant Saint Force erupted from his body. In the end, it condensed into silver-white armor that enveloped his entire body. Only his eyes were exposed.
When Karajal and Zar saw Gaddafi wearing the Cae family uniform, they were shocked. Zar sneered and said, "You've brought trouble upon yourself. Now you've even brought out the Holy Crown. What a disgrace."
Karaja's expression was ugly as he stood beside Zar. He did not say anything.
The surrounding contestants were also shocked by Ming Dong's display of strength. Although Ming Dong was young, his strength wasn't any weaker than any of the contestants present. His speed, in particular, was unbelievably fast. Many of the participants even suspected that Ming Dong was a Heaven Saint Master. His speed had already surpassed that of Earth Saint Masters. Even a Sixth Cycle Earth Saint Master would not be able to match Ming Dong's speed.
Ming Dong was stunned when he saw the silver-white armor on Gaddafi's body. It was obvious that this was the first time he had seen it. However, he immediately sneered, "Do you think I can't hurt you just because you're wearing a tortoise shell?" With that, Ming Dong turned into an azure blur again and arrived before Gaddafi. His sword, brimming with Saint Force, viciously slashed at Gaddafi's chest.
Boom! With a loud sound, Gaddafi staggered back. An extremely conspicuous white mark had appeared on his chest.
Ming Dong shook his slightly numb right hand and muttered to himself, "This turtle shell sure is thick."
Gaddafi's eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at Ming Dong. He slowly raised the giant sword above his head and laughed sinisterly. "Kid, you've been arrogant enough. Now, let me send you on your way. Ultimate Profound – First Cut of the Cross." Surging light-attributed Saint Force surged out of Gaddafi's body, quickly gathering in the sword above his head. At the same time, a pressure that seemed to originate from the world suddenly appeared. It was vast and majestic, filling the entire ring. It pressed down on Ming Dong to the point where he almost suffocated. This pressure that came from heaven and earth wasn't affected by the barrier at all. It passed through the barrier at the edge of the stage and spread outside. Immediately, it made some people who were standing closer to the stage feel as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their backs. The pressure made them unable to move at all. As for some Great Saint Masters, their faces even paled from this pressure. Traces of blood already flowed out from the corners of their mouths.
"That's a Heaven Tier Battle Skill! He's actually using a Heaven Tier Battle Skill!" A white-haired old man exclaimed in shock. Hearing that, the other people all paled in fright and quickly circulated their energy to resist the pressure. At the same time, they all excitedly stared at Gaddafi in the ring. Many of them had never seen a Heaven Tier Battle Skill before. Now that a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was right in front of them, no one was willing to miss it. Even a few Heaven Saint Masters stared at Gaddafi in the ring. This was because Heaven Tier Battle Skills were just too precious on the Tian Yuan Continent. Many of the Heaven Saint Masters present did not possess a single Heaven Tier Battle Skill.
Ming Dong finally became rather stern when he saw Gaddafi use a Heaven Tier Battle Skill. He coldly snorted, "Don't think that you're the only one who knows a Heaven Tier Battle Skill. I'll let you taste the power of a high level Heaven Tier Battle Skill right now." With that, surging energy surged out of Ming Dong's body and quickly gathered in the huge sword in his hand.
In the next moment, an even more powerful pressure was emitted from Ming Dong's body, instantly suppressing the Heaven Ranked Battle Skill Gaddafi's pressure. When this pressure passed through the barrier and spread outside, several hundred Great Saint Masters who were relatively close to the stage all let out muffled groans and spat out mouthfuls of blood, their complexions becoming deathly pale.
At this moment, the sea of people below the stage finally began to stir. Those who stood in front of the stage were unable to withstand this pressure, and they all squeezed to the back. All kinds of exclamations were incessantly heard.
"Heavens, it's actually another Heaven Tier Battle Skill …"
"I wonder just which Heaven Tier Battle Skill is stronger in a clash between two Heaven Tier Battle Skills …"
"The collision of two Heaven-ranked Battle Skills will definitely be earth-shattering. I wonder if the barrier around the stage will be able to withstand it. Everyone, quickly retreat …"
"I wonder what the result of the clash between two Heaven Tier Battle Skills will be. I'm really looking forward to it …"
The millions of spectators in the center of Mercenary City fell into chaos because of Ming Dong and Gaddafi's simultaneous use of Heaven Tier Battle Skills. At that moment, no one could remain calm, especially the Great Saint Masters and Earth Saint Masters. They were extremely excited. A clash between two Heaven Tier Battle Skills was a rare sight on the Tian Yuan Continent.
Using a Heaven Tier Battle Skill required an extremely large amount of energy. With Ming Dong and Gaddafi's abilities, they were unable to use the Heaven Tier Battle Skill as they wished, so they needed time to charge up.
The clouds churned in the sky as a violent gust of wind kicked up around the ring. The invisible pressure from the two Heaven Tier Battle Skills grew stronger and stronger, forcing the Great Saint Masters to constantly retreat. Even a few Earth Saint Masters had retreated quite a distance.
At this moment, only a few peak Heaven Saint Masters remained standing within twenty meters of the ring without any change in expression. However, a faint layer of energy could be vaguely discovered around them.
It seemed like a long process, but only a few seconds had passed. Finally, the two of them finished preparing their Heaven Tier Battle Skills.
"Ultimate Profound, First Slash of the Cross!"
"Tyrant's Sword Style, Sword Shakes the Nine Heavens!"
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