Qiu Nar's Request
"Now, the exciting moment has arrived."
I hereby announce that the first match of the quarterfinals will be between Hua Qiang from China and Qiu Nar from Ao Country.
Whoosh--
A commotion erupted below the ring, the crowd surging like waves crashing and pounding.
Ye Bingxue and the others all had gleaming eyes and joyful expressions, shouting loudly as they spoke.
"Captain, victory is assured!"
"The captain is invincible!"
"Captain, beat that bastard to a pulp!"
Hua Qiang quietly looked at his teammates below the stage, a faint smile appearing on his lips, and then nodded gently.
To be honest, having him participate in this competition is utterly boring.
He has now reached the Peak Martial Emperor Realm, a height that countless Martial Artists dream of but find difficult to reach.
Keep in mind that he was just a little short of having enough Slaughter Points to break through the shackles and step into the Saint Realm.
In his view, these opponents before him hadn't even reached the Martial Emperor Realm. Fighting them was like an adult bullying a child; how could he possibly have the slightest interest in them?
This kind of battle brought him absolutely no sense of accomplishment.
He could even imagine that if word got out, people in the martial arts world would condemn him for bullying the weak and winning unfairly.
But this competition is of extraordinary significance, as it concerns national honor and interests.
He had to come here for the sake of the country, even if it meant wasting some of his precious time; it was worth it.
Moreover, there is another important reason: Ye Bingxue also came to participate in this competition.
Hua Qiang was very concerned about her safety; he could only feel at ease when he was by her side.
He can keep a close eye on the surroundings at all times, and if he discovers any signs that are unfavorable to Ye Bingxue, he will immediately take action to nip the danger in the bud.
At this moment, the host gracefully made a gesture of invitation, and then quickly withdrew.
What's about to unfold here is a clash of titans, and I don't want to be standing here foolishly, lest I get caught in the aftermath of the battle—that would be such a waste.
On the ring, Qiu Nar stood there with a solemn expression, his eyes fixed on Hua Qiang.
His heart was pounding with nervousness, like he was holding a deer, and cold sweat was streaming down his forehead.
Hua Qiang was incredibly calm; his nonchalant demeanor made it seem as if the match was nothing more than an insignificant game to him.
Moreover, Qiu Nar had watched all of Hua Qiang's matches before, and every time, Hua Qiang defeated his opponents so easily. With just a simple slap, those opponents fell down without any chance to fight back.
Qiu Nar couldn't help but wonder if he too would be slapped and sent flying out of the arena.
After hesitating for a moment, Qiu Nar placed his right hand on his chest, then bowed respectfully to Hua Qiang and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Respected friend from China, my name is Qiu Nar, and I come from Ao Country."
"I am well aware that my strength is far inferior to yours, and I dare not presume to be your opponent."
"However, for the sake of my reputation and for the beliefs in my heart, I still muster the courage to challenge you."
"However, I have a request, a request that I myself feel somewhat embarrassed to make, but I still hope that you can give me a chance."
Upon hearing this, Hua Qiang's interest was piqued. He raised an eyebrow and Wen Dao curiously, "Oh? What is your request? Why don't you tell me?"
Qiu Nar took a deep breath and mustered his courage to say, "Friend, could you please let me have three moves? I'd like to demonstrate my strongest striking ability."
"I'm really worried that if you slap me right off the bat, this fight will be over instantly, and I don't want to have that kind of regret."
Upon hearing this, Hua Qiang burst into laughter. "Hahaha, such a request? Interesting, very interesting. In that case, I'll grant your wish. I also want to witness your so-called strongest move."
Hearing this, Ye Bingxue's expression darkened slightly.
In her view, this was a serious competition, not child's play; how could anyone try to play such tricks?
He frowned, about to say something, but swallowed the words back.
She knew perfectly well how terrifying her older brother Hua Qiang's strength had become. Ye Bingxue had long disliked this Qiu Nar for transforming into an octopus during the competition, and even regarded him as an animal in her heart.
She thought that even if this Octopus Monster had some tricks up its sleeve, it was nothing more than a clown, a joke, in front of her brother.
Since my brother has agreed, I'll see what tricks this guy has up his sleeve.
Qiu Nar's body trembled violently, as if a mysterious and powerful force was surging within him.
Then, its body began a horrifying contortion, every inch of its skin and every muscle writhing in a way that defied all logic.
In an instant, it transformed into a gigantic Octopus Monster, its mountain-like body radiating a chilling aura.
Its thick, Giant Python- like tentacles lashed wildly, each swing creating a whistling sound as if to tear the surrounding air apart.
The next moment, to everyone's astonishment, the Octopus Monster suddenly burrowed into the ground. The incredibly hard ground was as fragile as tofu in front of it, easily broken through, and soil and rocks flew everywhere.
Hua Qiang stood still, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth forming a confident yet slightly contemptuous smile.
He calmly glanced at the ground, as if everything was under his control.
Just then, the Octopus Monster burst forth from the ground, carrying with it a large amount of mud and rubble, with the force of a raging volcanic eruption. Its powerful tentacles instantly wrapped around Hua Qiang like lightning, the sticky and tough texture was nauseating, and the Octopus Monster seemed to want to tear Hua Qiang to pieces.
Hua Qiang grabbed something casually, but his seemingly effortless movement contained an overwhelming force.
The giant Octopus Monster was pulled out of the ground like a helpless doll, and then thrown out like trash.
With a loud bang, the Octopus Monster's massive body slammed heavily onto the ground, creating a huge crater and causing the entire arena to tremble.
The Octopus Monster let out a sharp, metallic screeching sound, tinged with pain, as if telling Hua Qiang that his actions were too rough and had hurt him.
Immediately afterward, the Octopus Monster, enduring excruciating pain, opened its blood-red maw, and a thick, black mist, as dark as ink, surged forth from its mouth.
The fog, like the hand of a demon, spread rapidly with an overwhelming force, turning everything in its path into a deep black.
In an instant, the entire space was shrouded in darkness, completely obscuring vision, and those around could not see what was happening inside.
Qiu Nar was hidden in the inky darkness, its massive body blending perfectly with the darkness, as elusive as a ghost.
Its eyes, gleaming with a cold light, peered at Hua Qiang in the darkness. Once it seized the opportunity, it launched another fierce attack on Hua Qiang.
The tentacles lashed out at Hua Qiang like steel whips, each strike carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, intending to defeat Hua Qiang completely with this attack and wash away the previous humiliation.
However, Hua Qiang simply waved his hand, and in an instant, a powerful gust of wind, as strong as a tornado, swept past.
Wherever this wind passed, the thick, inky fog vanished instantly, like fragile bubbles, leaving not a trace.
A bright ray of light pierced the darkness like a sharp sword, reappearing before everyone's eyes.
Before the Octopus Monster could recover from its shock, it felt as if its body had been hit by a speeding heavy train.
With a bang, the enormous impact sent its body flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
At this moment, it felt as if its body was falling apart. Its eight once strong and powerful tentacles were now limp and hanging down, seemingly unable to support its battered body.