Persuading Him to Surrender

"Rumble~"

Accompanied by a violent tremor, Nom's massive body was sent flying backward again beyond his control. Cracks had already begun appearing in the defenses around him.

Facing Bens's attacks, he could only defend himself and had no way to counterattack. If he kept holding on, his death would be inevitable.

"I concede!"

After being sent flying, Nom saw Bens preparing to lash out with his Long Whip again and hurriedly spoke up, no longer insisting on continuing.

Seeing Nom concede, Bens stopped.

This guy really did have decent talent.

Although Bens had not used his full strength, being able to hold out against him for so long was indeed impressive. It seemed this fellow had some Earth Giant bloodline.

"Bens!!!"

"Bens~"

As Nom conceded, thunderous cheers erupted from the arena once more.

Especially in this battle, Nom had performed better than many of the previous challengers. He was also one of the few who had managed to stay alive under Bens's attacks, leaving the spectators immensely excited. After this battle, they understood Bens's strength even more clearly.

The referee flew up at just the right moment and announced excitedly, "Let us congratulate Mr. Bens on another victory!"

"Bens~"

"Keep challenging!"

"Continue!"

The audience continued shouting.

Although the referee knew Bens would certainly continue challenging, he still asked according to custom, "Mr. Bens, will you continue your challenge?"

"Continue."

Bens's expression did not change as he stood on the stage.

A smile appeared on the referee's lips, and his voice rang throughout the Blood Battle Stage. "Mr. Bens will continue challenging! If he wins again, it will be Mr. Bens's sixtieth victory!"

After a pause, the referee raised his voice. "And just now, I received news about the next challenger. To be honest, even I was rather excited when I learned who it was."

The Blood Battle Stage quieted somewhat at the referee's words, everyone waiting for him to reveal the next challenger's identity.

Bens, however, had already guessed who his possible opponent might be.

"Let us welcome the next challenger! A powerhouse who has already achieved forty consecutive victories in the Blood Battle Stage—Ailin!!!"

The referee's voice instantly reached its peak. Under the amplification of the Blood Battle Stage's Magic Array, the name "Ailin" even echoed continuously.

"Whoa~"

"Ailin~!!!"

"Ailin!"

The spectators in the Blood Battle Stage immediately grew excited. Even though many had already guessed it, they could not help but be thrilled.

After all, before this, both Bens and Ailin were genuine streaking powerhouses. They had almost begun their winning streaks at the same time, and both had surpassed ten consecutive wins. Such a situation was rarely seen.

Furthermore, during Ailin's previous forty consecutive victories, he had defeated nearly every opponent with the simplest moves. This had led many God-level spectators to believe that Ailin was extraordinarily powerful.

Naturally, many people had been looking forward to today's battle.

In the spectator stands.

Ek sat in a corner, while Glass, having changed his appearance, sat in another corner. He had previously been "recovering his soul power," while also worrying that others might discover the connection between him and Ek, so he had not come to watch the battles at the Blood Battle Stage.

But today, because of the battle between Bens and Ailin, he had still risked showing himself.

Upon hearing the referee's announcement, Ek looked toward the passageway. Although he had not risked placing a bet on Ailin's victory, he had still come to see the outcome of the battle between the two.

In this kind of Betting Ring, the earlier one placed a bet, the higher the odds would be. Even if he wanted to bet now, the Nether Stones he could win would not be much.

At the passageway, Ailin looked at the scene in the arena and listened to the referee's introduction. He could not help but sigh. Although the Blood Battle Stage had different referees every day, they were all truly skilled at controlling the atmosphere.

"Mr. Ailin, it is your turn to take the stage."

A beautiful Mid-level God woman beside him reminded him softly.

Ever since he had begun his winning streak, the Blood Battle Stage had arranged attendants for him every day he came to challenge.

"Mm."

Ailin responded, then flew directly toward the Blood Battle Stage.

He had watched several of Bens's previous battles and had a general understanding of the strength Bens had displayed. However, Bens's battle with Nom today had revised Ailin's understanding once again. The power of his body was even greater than he had shown before.

If they were simply comparing physical strength, Ailin could not reach Bens's level either.

The body was tied to bloodline talent. No matter how hard one worked afterward, the improvement would be limited.

The bloodline Bens possessed was likely that of some divine beast. It was simply that Ailin had encountered too few divine beasts. Even relying on his realm to sense the unusual aura around Bens, he still did not know which race that aura belonged to.

As Ailin stepped onto the stage, the cheers of the Blood Battle Stage's spectators became somewhat mixed. The shouts of "Bens" and "Ailin" were nearly equal in volume.

Bens also watched the "young man" before him. Naturally, he had seen Ailin's battles as well. No matter which challenger Ailin faced, he had almost always defeated them in a single move. In particular, even Bens was surprised by the "peculiarity" of Ailin's Soul Attack.

One had to know that even the clan leader of Bens's family could not use the Water Law to unleash very powerful Soul Attacks. For Ailin to use the Water Law to perform Soul Attacks of this level meant he could be considered a genius.

But that was all.

Although he was not skilled in Soul Attacks, he was extremely confident in his soul defense. For one thing, the Water Law was inherently adept at defense. Whether it was material defense or soul defense, it was very strong.

Furthermore, ever since awakening his Innate Divine Ability, his soul had been protected by the unique "innate energy" of that Innate Divine Ability, making it even stronger.

Even Seven-star Demons from the Netherworld who specialized in Soul Attacks could be dealt with by him. Could it be that Ailin was even stronger than a Seven-star Demon?

Therefore, Ailin's attacks were nothing for him to fear.

The referee looked at the two, eagerly anticipating their battle as well. He said, "You two both know the rules, but I still must remind you that once either side admits defeat, the battle must stop!"

This was the rule of the Blood Battle Stage.

Even Seven-star Demons who came to challenge had to abide by this rule.

Neither of them paid attention to the referee, but he did not mind. After speaking, he directly left the arena and handed it over to the two of them.

"Ailin, I have watched all your battles. However, you are still no match for me. If you concede, I can spare your life."

Bens looked at Ailin. Rather than attacking immediately as he had against the previous challengers, he tried to persuade him to surrender.

It was not that he did not dare to fight. It was simply that even if Ailin was weaker than him, his strength was still not bad—far stronger than Nom. If Bens wanted to defeat him, he would inevitably have to reveal some of his strength. Before challenging Kengo, naturally, the less strength he revealed, the better.

Hearing Bens's words, Ailin smiled. "You're quite confident. Come on, let me see what trump cards you have."