The God of Cataka

70

"This is the highest defense magic of the galactic realm," Yueyan sneered with a slanted smile. "We'll see if your fists can break through this time?"

The surroundings of the arena muttered low with a reproachful expression.

Alchemist Number Fifty chuckled. "It turns out to be just defense magic," he scorned. "Then my fist will not lose" he said, rubbing his fist with his palm, then bowing and grinning, re-installing the horses. "I'll smash you to pieces!" he was furious as he charged towards Yueyan.

"This is the Witch's fight against the Alchemists!" A number of female participants began to file. "But even the invading Alchemists and the Witches are defending!"

Oddly enough, until now the Witch had never used attack magic! Shen Zhu added inwardly. This Magic Flow Preliminary Round One Champion turned out to be wrong, he thought.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

The alchemist lunged and swung his fists here and there, moving about the place while flailing the transparent wall created on the edge of the three layers of circles that surrounded Yueyan with brutal punching holes.

"Not got! Not gotta!" Yueyan danced around like a madman in her defensive magic.

The Emperor rubbed his face with a look of frustration.

The Alliance Leader glanced at the Emperor through the corner of his eyes.

The No. Fifty Alchemist finally landed breathlessly.

"How's it?" slurping Yueyan with scornful attitude. "I can't do it anymore, can I?"

The alchemist clenched his hands and growled determinedly, then gathered his profound energy into the palm of the hand, "Wait until your spiritual power runs out and you'll be finished," snapping while moving his palms and fingers in front of his face form spiritual moves.

"Want to wait until my spiritual power runs out?" yueyan taunted. "Truly dreaming in broad daylight!"

The next second, Yueyan flicked her finger wearing a storage ring. One by one the medicine bottles sprung up until they lined up tightly and flew around in circles forming a circle that surrounded them.

"You see that?" he said with a sly smile. "Every pill inside these bottles could recover a hundred points of spiritual power. How are you gonna beat me?"

"It turns out you are indeed a Big Mouthed Cunning Fox!" the Dengus Alchemist Number Fifty.

A blue-colored flame was created from the hands of the Number Fifty Alchemist, floating in the air in front of his face like a torch.

That was the skill of an Alchemist, creating a fire and regulating its temperature to light a furnace commonly used to cultivate and purify medicine. In a certain measure, the temperature of the flames controlled by alchemists could be equivalent to heavenly fire. It could melt defense magic with metal elements like Yueyan's.

But before the Alchemist launched an attack, the host and the referee slid down into the middle of the arena and interrupted them, "The fight is over!" he said with a loud voice. "Alchemist Number Fifty wins!"

The arena exploded by the applause of the spectators supporting the Alchemist Number Fifty.

Yueyan suffocated with round eyes and mouth. Then lunged towards the host while obliterating his magic. "Wait first! How could he win?" protest in a sulking style. "Don't you see he can't even destroy my defense magic?"

The host tightened his jaw and growled, "You're the Alchemist, or is he?" hardiknya while pointing towards Alchemist Number Fifty with his hands stretched straight to the side so upset. "Actually who should attack, and who should defend?"

The No. Fifty Alchemist hissed withholding laughter while smothering his mouth with a fist. "How's it?" his ridicule mimicked Yueyan's speaking style. "Bunches, right? I'm an alchemist and you can't beat me in ten minutes, so you lose!"

"It's been ten minutes!" The referee pointed while glaring at Yueyan. Then it turned around and floated back to its place with an annoyed look on its face. "Based on weird people!" his gerut is impatient.

The turn of the Alchemist was now dancing around like a madman. "Magic has no eyes! Magic has no eyes!" his taunts while scattering out of the arena.

"Gat!" Yueyan stomped her feet on the arena floor like a child sulking. Then turned around to leave the arena while cursing.

"Next!" The show host announced. "Chief Number One against the Spear Knight and Shield Number Fourteen!"

The arena again exploded with spectacular applause.

Shen Zhu glanced at the Champion Path Participants bench. Here goes! thought excited. I'll finally see the appearance of this Magi.

Jyang Ryu retreated towards Shen Zhu through the corner of his eyes. Then it shot to the arena floor and landed on its mount that appeared suddenly.

The mount was a leviatan, a seven-headed four-legged dragon-shaped sea monster with a shell as hard as a mountain rock. Almost like a giant lizard in ancient times or dinosaurs.

A golden trident stick was already clasped in his hand.

Sea gods! Shen Zhu concluded.

His opponent appeared with a spear and a black steel shield on the mount of an elephant that was five times the size of an ordinary elephant, its fangs sticking out and curving upwards in gold. A crown emblazoned with a pomegranate jewel perched on the top of his head.

"Fight begins!" The event guide instructed.

Then quickly the giant elephant burst into the middle of the arena while the Knights on it had already bowed behind the shield with unsheathed spears.

Jyang Ryu swung his staff and instantly burst of water charged towards his opponent like a pair of giant dragons that in an instant had already rolled up his opponent and mounts.

The Spear and Shield Knight was swept to the edge of the arena and was stranded like it had been hit by a tsunami storm. His spear and shield were thrown from his hands. His giant-sized mount fell and fell in a curled position.

Shen Zhu was stunned with a look of horror and astonishment. He is really strong, he thought. What would I do if I were his opponent?

The participant sighed up and pulled back his weapon and shield with telekinesis, then lunged once more towards Jyang Ryu.

Jyang Ryu jumped down from his mount with a salto motion, then landed while swinging his staff to the side.

The burst of water charged again towards the participants from the stream of spear and shield weapons like a tsunami wave.

The participant gasped and froze as the heel of his shoe stomped on his elephant's trunk accidentally, then slipped and fell backward.

Jyang Ryu blinked and frowned. Then move places in an instant.

Now, you know, he was already standing in front of the brunt of the water that he threw himself with both hands stretched out on his sides to fortify his opponent.

A second later, the water lunged at him and swirled around forming a vortex wrapped around him. It then absorbed completely into his body and disappeared without a remnant.

The audience was flabbergasted at the same time. Some held their breaths and smothered their mouths with fingers. All eyes wide.

The spear and shield knight blinked and gasped. Then gulped with difficulty, "Thank you," he said in a choked voice, between confusion and submission.

Shen Zhu looked at Jyang Ryu's back with a look of admiration.