Chapter 203 – Storming the Ability Arena (Part Two)

Colosseum, a certain passageway.

In an instant, billowing smoke churned and roiled unrestrained.

Visible to the naked eye, lightning ran rampant as black mist swirled, resembling a demonic maw poised to devour everything in the world.

This scene immediately evoked varied emotions among the spectators.

Some were exhilarated, some couldn’t bear to watch, while others appeared profoundly disappointed.

It could be said that the faint hope they had been clinging to vanished in the blink of an eye.

One by one, they clearly believed the mysterious Martial Studies of this ancient nation were merely an empty reputation, all show without substance.

Even the three figures in the passage couldn’t help but reveal cold smiles upon seeing this, evidently possessing absolute confidence in the methods they had employed.

Buzz buzz buzz!

But at that moment, a cicada-wing-like buzzing gradually intensified, causing everyone present to change expressions.

The black mist began rotating inexplicably, as if nurturing a peerless ferocious beast within, before suddenly releasing six Wandering Dragons under the astonished gazes of the crowd.

“What are those things?”

“Watch out!”

“Get away quickly!”

Roar roar roar!

Instantly, the entire scene erupted into chaos as dragon roars seemed to shake the heavens.

This unprecedented, unheard-of mystical power left them utterly horrified.

Bang bang bang!

Amidst successive explosions, the three figures were forced back by this draconic force to the end of the passage.

Only then was Ye Kuang’s figure revealed to everyone’s view, his entire body enveloped by a colossal entity.

His arms bent and straightened as he ferociously thrust toward the high platform.

Shocking Hundred Li!

Roar roar roar!

When this golden dragon phantom rampaged forth, it immediately provoked earthshaking roars of tigers and dragons.

“Audacious!”

“How dare you!”

As these words echoed, four A+-level espers (Innate Middle Stage) shot forward in succession.

Under blazing rainbow lights, flames filled the sky and blazed fiercely, instantly forming a fiery wall barrier.

Boom!

With an unexpected thunderclap, the sky full of fiery rain exploded.

Immediately after, the four figures arrived with astonishing speed but retreated even faster.

This scene made everyone present pale with fear.

Had it not been for an energy barrier suddenly materializing, this exaggerated spectacle could have caused a world-shocking incident.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but change expression.

Earlier, blinded by momentary anger, he hadn’t considered the consequences would be this severe.

Naturally, all of this enraged the event organizers.

Crackle!

Zap zap zap!

As lightning suddenly appeared, a figure strode forth from within the electrical radiance.

Ye Kuang focused his gaze, clearly stunned by this manner of entrance.

“I’ll play with you.”

Before the words fully faded, the entire venue descended into madness, chants of “Son of Thunder God” making the very Colosseum tremble.

A golden-haired, blue-eyed youth stood calmly present. Though his hands appeared empty, his entire body seemed clad in lightning armor, radiating an inexplicably terrifying pressure.

Ye Kuang: “Though I don’t understand what you’re saying, it seems you intend to block my path.”

As he spoke, his feet moved again, his entire body radiating an intensely dangerous aura.

Simultaneously, a female voice suddenly rang out from the high platform: “Sike Jue, go all out! He says he’ll defeat you before everyone!””Utterly overestimating oneself!” Sike Jue flew into a rage upon hearing this, and with a single step, his entire figure flashed across everyone’s vision like lightning.

Though the floor along his path was exceptionally sturdy, it now exploded layer by layer under his momentum.

Witnessing this, Ye Kuang’s pupils instantly contracted, and without a second thought, he stomped, shattering the ground before him.

It must be mentioned here that ever since he broke through to the Peak of the Middle Stage of the Void Clarity Realm, combined with the support of 250 years of cultivation, his combat power had already reached the Peak of the Innate Realm… and this didn’t even account for the power of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms.

At this moment, seeing the obstruction ahead, Sike Jue clearly paid it no mind, much like an arrow piercing through clouds, forcibly blasting through the flying debris.

Faced with such a fierce onslaught, Ye Kuang was no less aggressive.

Crossing Great Rivers!

In an instant, the floor beneath their feet erupted, thick smoke billowed, and the bricks on both walls burst apart and crumbled like paper.

Hiss—BOOM—CRACK!

The roar of thunder quietly shook the heavens, resonating deep within their eardrums.

A bolt of lightning swiftly shot backward, traversing several dozen yards, and landed squarely in mid-air above the Colosseum.

As for Ye Kuang, when he felt the tremors coursing through his body, he felt not a trace of fear. Instead, it ignited a surge of fervent passion within him.

After all, he had never held any expectations for this Esper Colosseum to begin with. Who would have thought he’d encounter a master right from the start?

“Uh-haha…” At this thought, he could no longer contain the battle fervor in his heart, and his entire being abruptly soared into the air.

Roar—

CRACK!

In a flash, the entire Colosseum was filled with rampaging dragon shadows and lightning.

The two figures darted back and forth, colliding with each other, their thunderous clashes momentarily drowning out all other sounds.

No one could have predicted how the situation would unfold.

Meanwhile, on the high platform.

The golden-haired elder suddenly turned sharp and stern, demanding harshly, “What is the meaning of this, Silver Wolf?”

That’s right—Silver Wolf was also present.

“This… is truly unexpected. The last time I saw that kid, he was only at C-level combat power, but now…” Silver Wolf stammered.

Hearing this, the golden-haired elder decisively declared, “This is no mere C-level combat power! This is clearly S-level superhuman!”

It must be said, the golden-haired elder was furious, and the consequences would be severe.

The reason was simple: the golden-haired elder bore a resounding title—”Golden Lion”!

He was known as one of the Eight Tycoons of the Foreign Land, the “Lion King”!

“Golden Lion, why are you so angry? Let these youngsters compete and see for themselves whether their Martial Arts Realm is stronger or if we Espers hold the upper hand.”

“Iron Eagle, can’t you see the problem? If that kid was only at C-level combat power a few months ago, how could he, in such a short time, contend with an S-level—or even surpass it?” Golden Lion said firmly, “I will not allow this kid to continue growing.”

Upon hearing this, Iron Eagle stood up in a somewhat disinterested manner, preparing to leave as he spoke, “Do as you wish, then. I’ll take my leave.”

Golden Lion watched his old friend’s retreating figure, then turned back with a look of bitter disappointment, his gaze fixed intently on the detestable figure in the Colosseum.

By now, the battle between Ye Kuang and Sike Jue had reached a white-hot intensity.

The atmosphere at the scene was repeatedly shaken by the spectacle of their combat.

Among the spectators, there was hardly a woman who wasn’t screaming, nor a man who wasn’t driven wild by the excitement.

Even on the high platform, every contestant wore expressions as if facing a formidable enemy!