"Will you get down yourself, or shall I send you down?"
The holder of number five on a red background was a peak Dou Ling ranked fifth on the Strong Ranking. With his strength, unless he encountered someone else from the top six, it was practically impossible for him to lose. Naturally, he appeared extremely confident.
"Yan Hao, please enlighten me!"
Opposite him stood a burly giant holding an enormous iron hammer. The Dou Qi flowing around his body was an unusual brown, and his aura was no weaker than Lin Xiuya's or Liu Qing's. He was also a six-star Dou Ling expert.
"Earth-attributed Dou Qi. You do have some courage."
The fifth-ranked expert on the Strong Ranking was named Wu Xing, an ice-attributed Dou Qi user. A faint chill lingered around him. Seeing that Yan Hao actually intended to challenge him, he put away some of his contempt and grew slightly more serious.
"Take this!"
Yan Hao actually took the initiative to attack. He leaped into the air, raised his pitch-black iron hammer high, and smashed it down at Wu Xing's head.
"You're too weak!"
Wu Xing merely raised a hand and unleashed a burst of icy-blue Dou Qi. Yan Hao was sent flying, while frost rapidly formed all over his body as he flew, making him look as though he were about to turn into a giant block of ice.
"Break!"
Yan Hao roared and smashed his hammer into the ground, erupting with Dou Qi. Pale brown Dou Qi swiftly spread across his entire body, making it seem as if he were clad in the sturdiest rock armor. The frost on his body quickly dispersed.
"This battle is meaningless. Let me send you down."
Wu Xing naturally had no interest in continuing to waste time with Yan Hao.