Chapter 219: Chapter 218: Explodes with Just One Look! (Please Subscribe)
"Crack!"
A figure opened the door and walked in.
"President!"
"President!"
The man with sunglasses and others hurriedly greeted him respectfully.
The newcomer was Wen Jian.
"President."
Yang Hu was taken aback, then he greeted Wen Jian as well.
"Hmm, you all can leave now." Wen Jian’s gaze swept across the room as he calmly spoke.
"Yes."
Everyone exchanged glances and left with tacit understanding, the last one even closed the door.
Inside the room, only Wen Jian and Yang Hu were left.
"President..." Yang Hu was about to say something, but Wen Jian waved his hand and said, "I roughly guessed the specifics of the situation, no need to elaborate. In a moment, on the arena, are you confident that you can kill him?"
Yang Hu smiled at that, "President, do you really not have that much confidence in me?"
"Don’t even mention whether that guy is a C-level Awakened or not, even if he is, so what? Don’t you know my strength?"
"Of course I know your strength," Wen Jian smiled slightly, "but we can’t be too confident just in case something unexpected happens. I heard this Life and Death Arena challenge was initiated by this newcomer. If he doesn’t have some skills, would he dare do this?"
The atmosphere quieted.
"I’m saying this not to boost others’ spirits and diminish our own, but to remind you to finish quickly to avoid unforeseen problems." Wen Jian said.
"Yes, President."
Yang Hu nodded repeatedly.
He knew the President was being considerate, fearing that he might be careless and make a mistake.
But, is Yang Hu really that kind of person?
When a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses its full strength. Yang Hu always understands this principle.
"Hmm, as long as you understand, I’ll be waiting for your good news."
Wen Jian patted Yang Hu’s shoulder and turned to leave.
He didn’t go far, but stopped at the door of a room on the left, opened it, and walked in.
"President, you’re here."
"President, what’s going on? How did things get so ugly?"
"Yeah, I hear this newcomer just joined today? And it was you, President, who assessed him? Your judgment?"
In the room, three people, two men and one woman, acted nonchalantly upon seeing Wen Jian, unlike those outside who were extremely cautious.
One of them even had his legs crossed, swinging the glass of wine in his hand.
They were all C-level Awakened in the association, and they came with the intention of watching the drama unfold.
Wen Jian walked in, sat down in an empty seat, and said calmly, "When the forest is big, there will be all kinds of birds. This kind of thing has happened before. What surprises me a bit is this newcomer’s strength."
"Indeed."
The man who looked nonchalant gulped a mouthful of wine and said, "I watched his three battles. It’s definitely not the strength an E-level can have, at least D-level, possibly even close to C-level."
"From his courage to challenge Yang Hu, it’s possible he is really a C-level Awakened. Otherwise, it wouldn’t make sense." The short-haired woman frowned.
After all, no one is foolish enough to challenge a C-level opponent knowing they are only D-level.
"Even if he’s close to C-level, so what?"
The man sitting on the east side sneered. He had long hair and an eerie aura.
"Honestly, even if we are all C-level Awakened, how many of us can win against Yang Hu?"
His words brought silence to the room.
The previous man and woman exchanged glances, looking somewhat awkward.
Wen Jian coughed lightly and said, "Indeed, even I don’t have absolute confidence in defeating Yang Hu. To be frank, even if I manage to kill him, I would pay a heavy price."
"Yes."
The short-haired woman agreed, "Yang Hu’s explosive superpower can cause anything around him to explode, whether it’s buildings, bodies, or air. Unless he loses his senses, it’s hard to dodge."
"The speed is incredibly fast and hard to guard against."
"Moreover, the power is massive." The nonchalant man, Jin Jin, now had a serious look on his face.
"Within a hundred meters, the power of one explosion is comparable to a rocket, capable of blasting a half-meter diameter hole in a 300mm concrete brick wall. If within ten meters, the power is akin to a 75mm mountain cannon, turning a small house into rubble."
"The most terrifying thing is being touched by him." The eerie man said with fear in his eyes.
"Yes," Jin Jin nodded, "If touched by him, whether hand, foot, or any part of his body, it will trigger an explosion with the power of a 120mm grenade. Even a tank would be blown to pieces; an elite-level Fierce Beast would be killed if hit at a vital point."
Upon hearing these words, the room fell silent again.
Although they were all C-level Awakened, the differences in strength were significant.
Some could only kill ordinary high-level Fierce Beasts, facing multiple high-level beasts simultaneously could be life-threatening, forcing them to retreat.
The stronger ones could kill high-level beasts like chickens, even if attacked by several high-level beasts simultaneously, they could escape unharmed, possibly killing all of them.
The strongest could kill elite-level beasts alone, and they were just one step away from becoming B-level Awakened.
Yang Hu was between the latter two, theoretically able to kill elite-level beasts but lacking a battle record.
This was something they were unwilling to admit but had to accept.
"So, is this newcomer Li Ping courting death?" Jin Jin smiled again.
"Hmm."
The short-haired woman nodded and sighed, "It’s a pity for Li Ping. He just joined the association and already has this strength. Given enough time, he could become a great asset to us, aiding in the arena battles against Awakened from other cities."
"Gao Yun, you’re too optimistic." The eerie man snorted, "A rebellious person like this would only cause trouble. Just like this time, Yang Hu kindly invited him to join us. As a newcomer, his benefits would be fewer, but isn’t this faster than doing tasks outside? And yet, he arrogantly declined."
Gao Yun remained silent.
"Alright, let’s watch how this Li Ping dies in a while." Jin Jin’s face showed a cruel smile, "Hope Yang Hu leaves him an intact corpse."
Time passed by, with both sides’ points rapidly increasing, the ratio nearing five to one.
Yang Hu, 250,000 points.
Chen Fan, 50,000 points.
Less than a minute until the arena fight started.
From this scene, the points betting on Yang Hu could reach 300,000!
"Haha, someone really dares to bet on that newcomer?"
Seeing Chen Fan’s points increasing by several hundred at a time, someone sneered.
"Some people always think they’re the smartest in the world while everyone else is foolish."
"Isn’t this great? Without these bets, where do we get our points winnings?"
"Exactly."
Many people laughed.
Those who placed bets on Chen Fan didn’t show anger.
Because they hadn’t held much hope to begin with.
The last ten seconds.
Both sides’ points soared like rockets.
As the last second ended, the points ratio reached 300,000 to 60,000, a fivefold difference.
Betting on Yang Hu’s odds, 1.1 times.
Betting on Chen Fan’s odds, 5.5 times.
The association takes ten percent.
At that moment, the room door opened, and a figure slowly walked in, attracting everyone’s attention.
The room fell silent.
Gazes of respect, admiration, fervor, and excitement were directed towards him.
"Brother Hu!"
Someone shouted, and calls echoed from all directions.
"Brother Hu!"
"Brother Hu!"
Yang Hu remained composed, nodding to everyone before walking towards the arena.
Compared to him, Chen Fan looked quite desolate standing on the arena.
Finally, Yang Hu stepped onto the arena.
The surrounding cheers reached their peak.
"Brother Hu, kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill this despicable wretch!"
The cheers lasted for half a minute before gradually quieting.
Yang Hu looked at Chen Fan and said condescendingly, "Li Ping, I gave you a chance before, but you didn’t cherish it. The situation has come to this because of your choices. Even if you kneel and beg now, it’s useless."
"Is that so?"
Chen Fan smiled slightly, "Sorry to disappoint you, but ’regret’ isn’t in my dictionary."
"Hehe."
Yang Hu’s eyes filled with pity.
This guy didn’t realize he was facing a terrifying opponent.
If the President hadn’t specifically instructed him to finish quickly, he would’ve tortured this newcomer, letting him die in agony.
"Beep!"
A crisp sound rang out, signaling the countdown.
Three seconds, corresponding to three countdown beeps.
The final beep would mark the start of the fight.
"Beep!"
The second beep.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still.
Everyone held their breath, staring at the arena without blinking.
Just one more second, and this Life and Death duel would begin. Although there was no suspense, witnessing a C-level Awakened in action was worthwhile.