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Chapter 15 The So-Called "Stronger"
Chapter 15 The So-Called "Stronger"
"I sensed it yesterday; there wasn't a trace of corruption about you," Yun Sha said.
Huanming stood up. "Where do I register?"
"Did you know that Zhan Hun currently has a twelve-game winning streak? Even without being able to use his soul skills, he still possesses the soul power of a Soul Master."
Yun Sha's implication was clear: she didn't think a child like Huan Ming could challenge the Soul Sect.
"I don't know, it's not important."
"Not important? Handsome, everyone only has one life. Don't blame me for not reminding you."
Huanming shrugged. "Don't worry, I value my life and I don't like doing things I'm not sure about."
Soul Masters here cannot use Soul Skills, and their combat power is reduced to about 70-80%.
Even if he still has Soul Master level Soul Power, he'd probably be no match for a Great Soul Master in a fight.
Huanming is different. His strength is not affected here. While others can only use brute force and movement techniques, he can use pulse techniques.
With such a devastating attack, what does Huanming have to fear?
"My suggestion is that you can challenge the beginners first, get used to it, and then..." Yun Sha advised.
She had finally met a handsome young man she liked, and she really didn't want to see him die like that.
"Thanks for your help, please tell me where to register."
"You little rascal... just go up on stage, I can handle the registration."
"Thanks."
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"Battle Spirit! Battle Spirit!"
"Haha, I've hit the jackpot! I made a whopping five Bloody Marys!"
The warrior enjoys the admiring gaze of others; isn't that what life is all about?
With his current twelve-game winning streak, he'll have women and status in the City of Slaughter; his future is limitless!
"I'll challenge you."
Before Zhan Hun could be happy for long, he saw a "little devil" walk up from below the stage.
The eyes beneath the mask paused for a moment, then the battle spirit asked, "Kid, where did you come from?"
Huanming retorted, "This is the City of Slaughter, so tell me, where did I come from?"
The War Soul tilted his head to look at him. "This is the first time I've seen a child in the City of Slaughter. You... you want to challenge me?"
"Yes, I already said that."
"Haha, brat, do you even know what kind of strength I have, yet you dare to challenge me?"
Zhan Hun completely disregarded Huan Ming and began to laugh loudly.
Immediately afterwards, the entire audience erupted in a chorus of laughter.
Their eyes were filled with mockery, as if they found Huanming's overestimation of his abilities laughable.
"Where did this blond brat come from? Is he here to die?"
"This young man is so arrogant and ignorant; he'll probably wet his pants in fear later!"
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"Who's this brat causing trouble? Throw him out!"
The cacophony of laughter did not disturb Huanming's composure. He stared intently at Zhanhun and asked:
"What, you're afraid to accept my challenge?"
"What a joke! I simply disdain killing a brat like you. The battles of the strong are not something a weakling like you can get involved in."
Huanming said calmly, "How do you know I'm weak?"
"Kid, are you really looking for death?" Zhan Hun's eyes flashed with a cold light.
Suddenly, a broadcast came on.
"Next up is contestant number 333, 'Kuiba,' who will challenge our contestant number 222, 'Zhanhun.' In this life-or-death arena, everyone is responsible for their own injuries and deaths. Place your bets now!"
Upon hearing this voice, Huanming knew that Yunsha had registered him.
"Heh, you've driven yourself into a corner. Let me show you what a true strongman is."
Zhan Hun twisted his neck and said coldly.
Since the other party has already signed up for the challenge, they cannot step down, regardless of whether they are an adult or a child.
All he can do now is break the other person's neck!
Huan pondered for a moment and said, "In my opinion, you are a true weakling."
"What did you say?!"
"Heh, if you were truly strong, you should challenge the top-ranked experts. That would be a true match. Why would you need to be challenged by such a weakling? Because you're afraid of death," Huanming said.
"You don't dare to provoke people stronger than you, you only dare to accept challenges from people weaker than you here, which is often referred to as bullying the weak and fearing the strong."
"Since you're already bullying the weak and fearing the strong, how dare you call yourself a strong person? It's just something you say to comfort yourself."
The warrior instantly flew into a rage, yelling, "You brat! You're asking for death!"
"If a so-called strongman can only show off in front of the weak, then he is not a true strongman, but just a pathetic wretch who needs the worshipful eyes of the weak to satisfy his vanity," Huanming continued.
"Naive brat, this is a world where the strong prey on the weak!" War Soul cursed.
"You call yourself strong, but you only bully the weak and fear the strong. You are not worthy of calling yourself strong. The so-called law of the jungle is just your self-deception."
Huanming's view was simple: there were too many people in this world who considered themselves strong.
But those so-called strong people are subservient to those who are even stronger, while they strike hard against the weak.
Is this really a strong person?
In Huanming's understanding, a strong person should constantly fight and break through their own limits.
Reaching the pinnacle and becoming the strongest—that's what makes a true powerhouse!
People like these, who pretend to be strong and talk about the law of the jungle, but are actually bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong, are just pathetic worms with low self-esteem.
They dare not challenge those stronger than themselves; they can only show off in front of the weak to seek a sense of existence.
And they still have the nerve to pat themselves on the back?
"So, you're saying you're the real strong one?" Zhan Hun was so angry he laughed. This kid really has a lot of twisted logic.
"Not yet, but it's only a matter of time."
"Then why don't you challenge someone stronger than you? You call me weak, so why did you challenge me?"
Huanming smiled and said, "I'm preparing to take on the challenge, so I'll start with you."
At least according to the rankings, Zhan Hun is stronger than him now.
He will defeat all those so-called strongmen on the leaderboard and carve out his own path!
"Kid, your name is Kuiba, right? Very well, your words have successfully enraged me, so... are you ready to die?"
The warrior summoned his sword spirit, his voice filled with killing intent.
"Please."
"Where is your martial spirit?"
Huanming replied, "I won't activate my martial soul. You can do it now."
If you can avoid using the Sky-Piercing Spear, it's best to use it sparingly.
His strength is currently "too weak" and his body is too small, making it impossible for him to truly control that "Radiant Weapon".
If nothing unexpected happens, all will be well. But if something unexpected does happen, the power of the Sky-Piercing Spear might go berserk, or the power of the Kuiba within him might become uncontrollable.
Then, the entire Killing City will probably be razed to the ground.
The power of the Kuiba is meant for protection, not for indiscriminate killing.
"You're incredibly arrogant! Fine, since you're determined to die, I'll grant your wish!"
With his long sword held horizontally in front of him, Zhan Hun narrowed his eyes and prepared to charge forward.
(End of this chapter)