The God of Cataka

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In the blindness of the blinding light, there was a rumbling and rolling sound.

The audience held their breath.

The blinding light gradually began to dim. The protective realm looks like a giant aquarium, where both participants float in it among giant, gnawing fish.

Jyang Ryu sat cross-legged inside the giant oyster that opened like a throne chair. Shimmering and luminous.

Shen Zhu floated silently before him like one of the fish surrounding him.

A magic circle was created behind Jyang Ryu, then it gave rise to the projection of a sea-blue god. A mighty figure with a fin-shaped crown of fish behind both ears. His shoulder-shielding armor was sticking out like a pair of scythe crossed on his back. His hand protection is also like fish fins. The spear was shaped the same as Jyang Ryu's but it was much larger in size and its aura was more pressing.

"The Sea God Projection!" screech some people.

Shen Zhu tightened his grip on his sword rod.

Bao Yu looked a little anxious.

Xie Ma was already trembling with cold sweat and a pale face.

Shen Zhu glanced at his teacher and shook his head. Whatever happens, never use the god seal! Shen Zhu reminded himself. Then moved his palms and fingers while brandishing the sword in front of his face. Let alone the projection of the god, his determination in heart. Even though the sea god descended by himself I will defeat him!

The Sea God Projection behind Jyang Ryu moved his fingers on the sides of the face, while Jyang Ryu remained unmoved in the lotus position with his eyes closed.

The water pool around him was spinning and churning. The fish inside surrounded Shen Zhu.

Not the ordinary fish.

All the fish in the giant aquarium were some kind of hard-skinned ancient fish. Types of wild fish and fighting fish. Their bodies are as hard as crocodile skin with fins as sharp as knives.

Shen Zhu circled around in the middle of the siege, trying his best to get out of the encirclement and swimming towards Ryu. He knew the fish were controlled by the projection of the gods. And their only weakness was to mess with Jyang Ryu's concentration.

But it's not easy considering all the fish that surround him do not stay still. Aggressively the fish lunged towards Shen Zhu and blocked him.

Shen Zhu swooped down to the bottom and stuck his sword on the floor. The movement looks slow due to the pressure of the water. But he managed to stick his sword after several tries while the fish continued crashing here and there.

Dark smoke began to gush from the tip of his sword.

Bao Yu started to stiffen.

Shen Zhu's junior-apprentice brothers exchanged looks uneasily.

The audience frowned and waited.

Before long, the chain strands were created from the dark smoke that overflowed from the floor like seaweed. The chains extended and decomposed like hair, then ambushed a number of fish around him. In the next instant, the chains lit up like embers, then blazing out blood-red tongues of fire.

The entire pond started to churn like lava which in an instant had already roasted all the fish inside.

Ryu moved his palms and fingers in front of his face. The god projection behind him brandished his spear upwards. Then the water around him swirled to form a vortex.

Shen Zhu extended his hand upwards with fingers forming claws. The water that had turned into lava also revolved around him forming a vortex.

A second later, the two swirls clashed and pressed against each other.

Shen Zhu pulled out his sword from the floor and shot towards Ryu. It then circled around a gigantic figure called a god projection by teleportation while dashing its sword here and there.

Soon, the god projection cracked and exploded along with the whirlpool that had turned entirely into a lava vortex.

The spectators shouted as the protective realm finally broke down and spewed lava here and there.

Shen Zhu flinched and he quickly extended his hand upwards then clenched his head.

GLAAAAARRRH!

The spectators were flabbergasted and sighing in relief.

Jyang Ryu was thrown to the edge with his back hitting the wall, then slumped and slumped. One hand pressed his spear against the floor to hold on, while the other hand bent his stomach.

Xie Ma blinked and flabbergasted.

"It's over! Number Seven-seven wins the game!" The Alliance Chairman announced, a little too enthusiastic. Actually feel relieved the competition is over. Their worries were ultimately unproven. The magi's prophecy has passed.

The arena exploded with spectacular applause.

Shen Zhu approached Jyang Ryu and helped him stand up. Then he held his fist up into the air.

The spectators responded with more spectacular applause while standing up and cheering calling out his name. Some jumping.

"Congratulations to the top three!" the voice of the Alliance Chairman echoed without the help of loudspeakers. "First voice, Liu Shen Zhu!"

Shen Zhu's profile appeared on the magic screen.

"Vote two, Jyang Ryu! Third place, Bao Tiao!"

The arena is lit up by spectacular euphoria, followed by a burst of fiery fireworks.

Bao Tiao leaped onto the arena floor in a saloon. Later joined by Ryu and Shen Zhu.

"With this, I declare the Knight Trials to be perfectly over!" The Alliance Leader tapped his staff on the floor.

The audience cheered and applauded.

"Next," the Alliance Chairman added. "To the top seven champions are welcome to enter the arena to receive the prize!"

The seven top champions gathered and congratulated each other, then marched facing the head and the seven emperors.

Emperor Jiangnan raised his hand to the side of his face with fingers forming claws. A soft white light shimmered in his palm. He extended his hand towards Ryu and channeled the recovery manna.

Ryu bowed with both hands linked in front of his face, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The Emperor nodded briefly and smiled faintly.

"Please give the seven emperors a gift!" The Alliance Leader waved his hand towards the participants and nodded towards the emperors.

The seven emperors floated their hands together, and instantly, seven glittering objects floated towards the participants.

The spectators and participants were flabbergasted with astonished expressions.

Shen Zhu froze with a frown. He looked at the heirloom that floated in front of his face, then looked to the left-right with squinted eyes. His chest suddenly rumbled, his head burning. He tightened his jaw and clenched both hands trembling. Then roared with a thunderous voice.

The audience gasped and looked at him.

"What's going on?" Everyone is wondering.

Shen Zhu dropped himself and knelt on the floor. Both of his hands were clenched on the floor. His shoulders shook and his entire body trembled violently.

Xie Ma, flinched a step back. He stared at the row of heirlooms that floated in front of them with nanar.

Bao Yu glanced across the room and exchanged glances with Jyang Yue.

"Sister!" Ryu gently touched Xie Ma's shoulder. "What's wrong?"

Xie Ma remained unmoved. His eyelids are shaking. His eyes moved with agitation. Suddenly feeling himself thrown into the basement and finding himself standing in the middle of his father's heirloom storage room.

Liu's heirloom!