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Chapter 177 - 177 177 The Battle of the Imperial City IX

177: Chapter 177: The Battle of the Imperial City (IX) 177: Chapter 177: The Battle of the Imperial City (IX) In the midst of the crowd’s discussions, Cui Li and Jin Desheng made their way to the main stage.

After both stepped onto the main stage, the surrounding voices gradually subsided, leaving a blanket of silence.

Suddenly, both radiated a surge of light as they summoned their Martial Souls simultaneously.

For today’s final battle, no one was holding back their strength.

Cui Li’s Martial Soul was an ordinary Eleventh Grade one, the Thunder Devouring Beast.

As it was summoned, the space around her body flickered with lightning, filling the air with its destructive power.

Meanwhile, Jin Desheng’s Martial Soul was a Top Level Tenth Grade one, the Mystic Water Giant Ape, nearly a super-class existence.

In terms of size, the Mystic Water Giant Ape was five or six times larger than the Thunder Devouring Beast, but its aura was completely suppressed by the Thunder Devouring Beast.

Under the lightning of the latter, the Mystic Water Giant Ape’s patterns of mystic water light kept shrinking.

All of a sudden, Jin Desheng shouted deeply, his figure flashed, and he launched a fierce punch toward Cui Li.

A pale blue mist spread out with his motion.

His Martial Soul was inherently suppressed by Cui Li, the longer the fight dragged on, the worse it would be for him, so he had to attack first.

Below the stage, Huang Xiaolong shook his head quietly.

Without needing to watch, the battle would surely be won by Cui Li, a result without any suspense.

After all, whether it was her Martial Soul or her own Fighting Energy strength, Cui Li was clearly superior to Jin Desheng.

As expected, it didn’t take long for Jin Desheng to be knocked off the stage by Cui Li.

Following the first group, the second group was between Xie Puti and Han Dong.

The outcome of the battle between Xie Puti and Han Dong held even less suspense.

Xie Puti didn’t even summon his Martial Soul before Han Dong was defeated.

“The third group, Huang Xiaolong and Yang Gang!” As soon as the outcome between Xie Puti and Han Dong was determined, Cheng Jian’s voice sounded.

After Cheng Jian’s voice fell, Huang Xiaolong and Yang Gang stood up simultaneously.

The two glanced at each other.

Yang Gang let out a cold sneer, stepping towards the ring first.

Huang Xiaolong remained calm, and following behind, he slowly made his way to the stage.

Once the two of them were positioned on the stage, everyone’s gaze fell upon them.

Below the stage, Cui Li also intently watched the two.

Yang Gang, looking at Huang Xiaolong, sneered coldly, “How was spending last night on the streets?

Not too bad, right?” He paused for a moment and added, “The Heartless Young Master wanted me to tell you, this is just the beginning!”

Huang Xiaolong chuckled coldly, “Oh, is that so?” He then shook his head, looking at the other party with pity, “What a pity.”

“What’s a pity?” Yang Gang’s expression darkened.

“A pity that dogs usually don’t live long,” Huang Xiaolong said calmly.

“You!” Yang Gang’s eyes suddenly burst with murderous intent, his body’s light surged, and dark black currents spread out around him.

Amidst the dark flow imbued with an eerie ice blue, a giant beast that resembled a lion yet not, and a tiger yet not, with a ghostly black body and ice blue eyes, made its appearance behind Yang Gang.

This was Yang Gang’s Martial Soul, a First-class Twelfth Grade one, the Taiyin Beast!

The Taiyin Beast, recognized as the ultimate yin and softness beast in the Martial Soul World.

As Yang Gang summoned his Martial Soul, his aura skyrocketed, and he glared at Huang Xiaolong coldly, “I told you, I hoped you wouldn’t come across me in the arena, otherwise, I will make sure you leave this stage horizontally!”

“Summon your Black Dragon Martial Soul.”

Huang Xiaolong shook his head: “To defeat you, I don’t need to summon my Martial Soul.”

“What?!” Below the stage, the surrounding audience was stunned into a commotion upon hearing that.

“Huang Xiaolong actually said he won’t summon his Martial Soul and can still defeat Yang Gang?!”

Even Cui Li, Xie Puti, and others below the stage were greatly shocked.

On the chairman’s podium, Duan Wuheng, who had been leaning against the back of his seat, straightened up involuntarily, his eyes flashing with light.

Cheng Jian and other officials from the Broken Blade Empire felt the same way.

No one dared to believe that Huang Xiaolong said he could defeat Yang Gang without summoning his Martial Soul, especially since, in the eyes of the vast majority, the strength of Huang Xiaolong and Yang Gang was very close to each other.

After the initial shock, many people shook their heads and laughed, finding Huang Xiaolong rather arrogant.

Hearing the hubbub of the people around him, a surge of anger rose to the top of Yang Gang’s head, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.

“Fine, fine!” Yang Gang’s voice was extremely cold, “In that case, I too will not use my Martial Soul.” As he spoke, the glow of his Martial Soul Taiyin Beast flickered behind him and then retracted into his body.

With Yang Gang retracting his Martial Soul, the surrounding dark energy flow dissipated.

Seeing the other party withdraw his Martial Soul, Huang Xiaolong shrugged his shoulders; to him, it didn’t make a difference whether the opponent retracted his Martial Soul or not!

“I’ll let you strike first!” Yang Gang said coldly, after retracting his Martial Soul and releasing his aura.

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaolong’s figure suddenly flashed, leaving a residual image on the stage, and in an instant, he was right in front of Yang Gang.

Since that was the case, he wouldn’t hold back!

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes turned icy as he suddenly unleashed a Crash Fist, striking Yang Gang in an instant.

“Boom!” With a thunderous impact, Yang Gang let out a muffled cry and was sent tumbling across the platform, rolling all the way to the edge of the stage.

There was dead silence all around.

Everyone was frozen in shock as they looked at Yang Gang, who had rolled to the edge of the stage.

After a brief silence, suddenly, an explosion of noise erupted throughout Broken Blade Square.

“What?!

What’s with that residual image?!”

“How could Huang Xiaolong possibly be that fast!”

“So fast, too fast!

Is that Huang Xiaolong’s Innate Soul Skill?!”

Everyone was visibly excited and shocked, disbelieving what they’d seen.

Below the chairman’s podium, Xie Puti, who had been calmly seated, suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with surprise.

Cui Li, Pang Yu, Dai Shanni, and the seven others also simultaneously rose from their seats in alarm.

Huang Xiaolong struck, sending Yang Gang flying!

Yang Gang didn’t even have a chance to react.

After his Fighting Energy broke through to the Innate level, Huang Xiaolong’s speed when executing his Innate Soul Skill, Swift Shadow Following, was already comparable to Fei Hou’s speed.

After breaking through to the Innate level, the speed of Swift Shadow Following more than doubled.

In addition to Yang Gang’s carelessness, he was sent flying by Huang Xiaolong before even having the chance to react.

On the chairman’s podium, Duan Wuheng’s eyes flashed once more, and he sat up straighter, saying to Cheng Jian, “It seems we have underestimated Huang Xiaolong.”

The surprised Cheng Jian came back to his senses and nodded in agreement.

Not just them, even their Emperor Duanren had underestimated Huang Xiaolong’s strength!

Previously, Emperor Duanren had declared that Huang Xiaolong had the strength to contend for the top ten, but now!

Cheng Jian inwardly smiled bitterly.

It was more than the top ten, considering Huang Xiaolong’s attacking speed, he could possibly contend with Xie Puti for first place!

Huang Xiaolong had just said he could defeat Yang Gang without summoning his Martial Soul, and some had thought him arrogant, but now, no one would think that way.

Amongst the shock and chatter of everyone, Huang Xiaolong walked slowly towards Yang Gang with an indifferent expression, “You might as well summon your Martial Soul.

Otherwise, you won’t even have the chance to fight back.”

Yang Gang climbed up from the stage floor, touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Huang Xiaolong with anger, humiliation, and murderous intent in his eyes.

Yet, he knew that what Huang Xiaolong said was true.

If he didn’t summon his Martial Soul, he wouldn’t have a chance to fight back because underneath Huang Xiaolong’s Innate Soul Skill execution, the speed was too fast!

(To be continued.

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