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Chapter 386: Failed Showoff, Brutally Punished Instead!

Chapter 386: Chapter 386: Failed Showoff, Brutally Punished Instead!

Chapter 386: Failed Showoff, Brutally Punished Instead!

The following battles were truly spectacular!

Chen Ye saw many familiar abilities appear in the arena.

For example, the Green Lantern powers from the DC world (without the ring), Hulk’s bloodline from the Marvel universe, chakra ninjutsu from Naruto, and even techniques from various video games...

What impressed Chen Ye the most was an A-rank Reincarnator from Taiguo, who had mastered a variety of hero skills from Honor of Kings.

Skills like Flash, Sprint, Ake’s "Phantom Dance," Crazy Iron’s "Field Suppression," and even Lü Bu’s ultimate "Demonic Descent"...

When used by a real person, these skills looked dazzling—almost turning the arena into that Taiguo contestant’s personal stage.

Unfortunately, his opponent was simply too strong—ranked 12th on the expert list, and possessed Wolverine’s super regeneration. No matter how many times the Taiguo man hit him, he couldn’t be killed. Eventually, the opponent seized a chance, landed a heavy punch that sent the Taiguo man flying and coughing blood, fracturing several ribs. He had no choice but to surrender.

This fight made one thing clear:

Fancy tricks are useless!

Without enough physical resistance, relying only on skills puts you at a severe disadvantage in the Lord God’s Space.

Regardless, these battles opened Chen Ye’s eyes...

Soon—

The seventh match arrived. It was Hu Zhong’s turn.

His opponent was an A-rank Reincarnator from the Philippines.

Their battle was over quickly. In fact, Hu Zhong didn’t even have to attack—he won effortlessly.

The Filipino contestant tried to strike several times, but couldn’t even scratch Hu Zhong. Realizing that, he surrendered on his own.

This also showed just how well-known "Diamond Body" Hu Zhong was in the Lord God’s Space!

With that, Xiaguo had won two consecutive matches.

Everyone was visibly pleased!

After a while—

It was Zhao Hu’s turn.

His opponent this time was from Wa Country.

Each country had three contestant slots.

Previously, Chen Ye had already eliminated one Wa contestant by killing him, leaving only two remaining.

This new Wa contestant was slightly weaker than the so-called emperor, but still a powerful figure on the expert list—ranked 21st.

Seeing him, Hu Zhong’s face turned serious. He warned, "Brother Zhao, be careful with this one! That Wa guy’s no pushover. He’s mastered several abilities from The King of Fighters characters—and even improved on them! Though his ranking is below Teruichi Ando, his actual strength is just as dangerous."

Zhao Hu seemed confident. He simply nodded at Hu Zhong’s reminder and stepped onto the stage.

No words were exchanged. The fight began immediately!

The Wa contestant didn’t bother with honor—he launched a fierce assault right away.

His palms burst into purple flames—visually similar to Chen Ye’s.

Of course, the Wa man’s purple fire couldn’t compare in temperature or power to Chen Ye’s.

However, it had one huge advantage.

His flames came from The King of Fighters character Iori Yagami—known as Cursed Flame—and contained Orochi’s power. Once attached to a target, they would burn continuously.

As long as the target lived, the flame would not extinguish!

After releasing the Cursed Flame, the Wa man thrust his right hand toward Zhao Hu.

"Whoosh!"

The purple ghost flame left his hand and skated across the arena floor, lunging toward Zhao Hu like a specter.

108-Shiki: Yami Barai!

It appeared he didn’t just possess Iori Yagami’s flames—he had also mastered his techniques.

Zhao Hu, with speed comparable to Quicksilver, easily dodged. The Wa man’s attack, though quick, had no chance of hitting him.

Spectators watched as Zhao Hu flickered and vanished on the spot, evading the Cursed Flame.

The next second—

He reappeared behind the Wa contestant.

Such speed stunned the entire arena!

"Holy crap! What skill was that? Flash?"

"No, not Flash. That was pure speed—off the charts. Reminded me of Quicksilver from Marvel’s mutants!"

"Damn! The two newcomers from Xiaguo are monsters."

"No wonder Bloodhand didn’t show up—they’ve got even stronger people now!"

The chatter grew louder. Most of them couldn’t even track Zhao Hu’s movement.

And that was terrifying.

It meant that in a real fight, Zhao Hu could kill them with ease.

"All martial arts in the world, no defense is unbreakable; only speed is invincible."

That line held true even in the Lord God’s Space.

Not just the Reincarnators—many top-tier figures on the high platforms were also watching Zhao Hu with grave expressions.

Even they hadn’t clearly seen how Zhao Hu had gotten behind the Wa man.

Fewer than ten people could see Zhao Hu’s movement clearly.

Aside from S-rank powerhouses, only the absolute peak A-rankers—especially speed-types—stood a chance...

Of course, Chen Ye could definitely see it.

In fact, if he went all out, his speed could surpass Zhao Hu’s.

...

Back in the arena—

Zhao Hu now stood behind the Wa contestant, but instead of striking, he chose to taunt.

"Your speed is far too slow."

Hearing the voice behind him, the Wa man showed a flicker of surprise before regaining composure.

Then he unleashed various techniques, launching wave after wave of attacks at Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu, seemingly intent on toying with him, dodged each one effortlessly—yet chose not to retaliate.

"What the hell is he doing?"

On the high platform—

Hu Zhong frowned. "Taunting your opponent is fine, but know when to stop! Don’t screw this up."

Everyone agreed.

This wasn’t just a casual duel. The stakes were enormous. Xiaguo simply couldn’t afford to lose.

Even one provincial capital from Xiaguo was more prosperous than most national capitals...

Losing a single match would be a huge loss.

In the arena—

The Wa man suddenly stopped attacking—but it wasn’t a concession.

"Your speed is impressive. Then try this!"

As soon as he spoke—

He raised both palms and slammed them into the arena floor.

"Boom!"

The entire arena trembled violently!

Though the tremor lasted only a moment, the effect was stunning.

Zhao Hu, who had just vanished, suddenly toppled in a new location.

And this time, the fall was hard—he couldn’t get up for several seconds.

Anyone familiar with The King of Fighters would recognize the move: Daimon Goro’s "Earthquake Smash"!

Even in the game, that skill was considered unavoidable. The only way to dodge it was to squat or jump at the exact moment the shockwave triggered.

And this Wa contestant had mastered the move—and even maxed it out!

At full level, Earthquake Smash was devastating.

Even squatting or jumping wouldn’t help. The only way to avoid it was to fly.

And Zhao Hu clearly couldn’t fly.

So he got caught.

Now, Zhao Hu’s previously confident expression was gone—panic filled his eyes.

Daimon Goro’s Earthquake Smash didn’t just knock people down—it injured them.

And the Wa man’s version was far more destructive than Daimon’s own.

Zhao Hu’s legs had been damaged by the shock.

Even moving was painful.

That was why he couldn’t get up.

Just as Zhao Hu gritted his teeth and began to rise—

The Wa man had already seized the chance, rushing in and grabbing Zhao Hu by the shoulders.

Earlier, Zhao Hu had multiple chances to strike—but chose to show off, wasting them.

This Wa contestant wasn’t about to make that mistake!

So—

With Zhao Hu in his grasp, the Wa man activated his finishing move:

Hellish Paradise Drop!

Another of Daimon Goro’s ultimate grappling skills!

In the next instant—

The Wa man grabbed Zhao Hu with both hands, lifted him entirely, and slammed him over the shoulder onto the ground.

Bang!

The entire arena shook.

If not for the Director General’s defensive spell, the platform might’ve been smashed into a crater.

And that was just the beginning.

What followed was Zhao Hu being tossed around like a ragdoll—lifted and slammed repeatedly over the Wa man’s shoulder...

Seven or eight times in total.

Only then did the Wa man let go, hurling Zhao Hu into the air.

When Zhao Hu hit the ground, the Wa man immediately followed up with another Earthquake Smash, blasting Zhao Hu into the air once more...

By the time Zhao Hu landed again, he was drenched in blood and had fallen into deep unconsciousness.

He didn’t die because of the necklace around his neck—not an ordinary item—which released an energy shield at the last moment and saved his life.

At this point, Zhao Hu was completely helpless, unable even to concede.

If the Wa man wanted to kill him, he could finish him off right there.

And indeed, the Wa man began walking toward Zhao Hu.

Just as everyone thought Zhao Hu was doomed, the Wa man suddenly looked up at Xiaguo’s high platform and called out:

"This match—I’ve won, haven’t I? Director Han, I have a proposal. Earlier, one of your people defeated one of ours. Regardless of which Wa city you were going to choose, let’s drop it. In return, I will also forfeit my right to pick a Xiaguo city. Let’s call it even—what do you think?"

Then he lifted one foot and planted it on Zhao Hu’s chest.

"If Director Han agrees, then I will spare his life."

As soon as he finished, the Wa man stared directly at the Director General, awaiting a response.

His foot was still pressing on Zhao Hu’s chest. If the Director didn’t accept, he could stomp Zhao Hu to death in an instant.

With his current strength, that would be easy.

...

On the high platform—

The Director General frowned slightly.

Hu Zhong had already begun cursing. "Damn it, Zhao Hu! Had a chance to finish him and threw it away just to show off. Knew he’d pay for it..."

Chen Ye also frowned.

By all rights, Zhao Hu had already lost consciousness. The host should’ve stepped in and declared the Wa man the winner.

After all, the public rule for this tournament was to stop before death.

If it had been like Chen Ye killing Teruichi Ando before the host could intervene, that would be another matter.

But this?

The Wa man was performing on stage while the host was nowhere to be seen...

Are they not even bothering to hide the bias against Xiaguo now?

At this moment—

All eyes turned toward the Director General, waiting for his response.

Zhao Hu’s fate rested on his decision.

The Director’s expression was dark, clearly displeased with Zhao Hu.

He then turned to Chen Ye and asked, "Chen Ye, that earlier match was your win. Regarding this Wa man’s proposal, what’s your opinion?"

Chen Ye couldn’t care less whether Zhao Hu lived or died.

The guy brought it on himself by showing off.

But that kind of thought was best kept to himself—he couldn’t say it aloud in public.

"The Director’s decision will suffice. I have no opinion," Chen Ye replied, kicking the question back.

The Director nodded at him, then looked toward the arena and said one word:

"Agreed."

That single word was spoken lightly, calmly—

But carried a weight that echoed across the entire venue, heard by everyone present.

Clearly, it was the power of the Director’s cultivation.

In the arena—

Upon hearing that word, the Wa man smiled.

He bowed deeply toward the Director, then lifted his foot off Zhao Hu’s chest and leapt off the stage.

Only now did the host finally appear, stepping up to announce: the Wa country contestant had won.

The Director General waved his hand, and the unconscious Zhao Hu floated back up to the platform.

Though Zhao Hu looked utterly miserable—

Everyone else still stared at him with disgust and even hostility.

What an embarrassment!

"Lao Han, if I’d known he was this kind of idiot, we might as well have brought Bloodhand instead."

Only Hu Zhong would dare say such a thing.

The Director didn’t reply to the comment. Instead, he cast a healing spell to stabilize Zhao Hu’s injuries.

After all, Zhao Hu had come with him—he couldn’t just watch him die.

The tournament continued.

An entire hour passed before Zhao Hu finally regained consciousness.

"You’re awake?"

Hu Zhong didn’t hesitate to sneer. "Now I’ve seen it all—what it means to show off and get smacked down by karma! Way to represent Xiaguo, huh?"

At those words—

Zhao Hu’s entire face flushed red from shame.

Pfft!

Overwhelmed by humiliation, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and passed out again...

Whether it was real or fake fainting—only he knew.

...

Round one of the tournament lasted over two hours.

The slow pace was due to several close matches that took a long time to resolve.

Xiaguo’s record for the first round: two wins, one loss. Still a decent result.

The best performance came from the Pretty Nation—three wins out of three matches.

Adam’s teammates were incredibly strong!

Especially the Black man known as the Undertaker—just showing up on stage scared his opponent into surrendering without a fight...

The host soon stepped up and loudly announced:

"Round one is complete. Round two will now begin. All winners, please come forward to draw your next opponent. Previous losers may also continue to participate!"

(End of Chapter)

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