Is There Anyone Who Can Fight? If Not, Come at Me Together!

Xia Yuan defended the arena, and for a time, no one dared step onto the stage to challenge him!

The House Mo disciples cheered without end, each one brimming with pride.

This was the strongest Contract Spirit of House Mo!

Who dared refuse to accept it?

Who dared challenge him?

The disciples of the other great houses could only look at the triumphant House Mo members with envy and jealousy.

Could you do whatever you wanted just because you had an SSR?!

Sorry, but with an SSR, you really could do whatever you wanted!

In the spectator stands.

The House Jiang disciples looked at the black-clad, silver-haired man on the arena, standing unchallenged, their faces filled with regret and anguish.

Instinctively, they all turned their gazes toward Jiang Li, the ultimate sucker!

This SSR, Xia Yuan, could originally have carried House Jiang to greatness, yet now he was letting House Mo show off so smugly!

Jiang Li could not even raise her head. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked utterly dejected.

She stared at Xia Yuan with crimson eyes, clutching her pant leg tightly as a metallic taste rose in her throat.

"Damn it!"

"Even That Woman was useless. She could not even kill Mo Shiyu!"

The more formidable Xia Yuan's displayed strength became, the more pain and regret Jiang Li felt. These past few days had nearly tormented her beyond the point of living!

On the arena.

Xia Yuan had not expected these people to be such cowards. Staying alone on the stage was truly a little boring.

He simply walked to the edge of the arena, his voice carrying lazy mockery.

"Hey, hey..."

"Is there not a single one of you down there who can fight?!"

Xia Yuan smiled amiably, showing off a mouthful of white teeth as he provocatively addressed all the Contract Spirits present.

"Defending this arena is way too boring..."

"How about this? I'll stay rooted to this spot without moving an inch. If any of you can make my foot shift even one inch, I lose, and I'll step down myself."

A lightbulb seemed to flash above Xia Yuan's head. He clapped his hands and said as if suddenly enlightened, "Oh, let me give you another suggestion. The rules never say a group cannot fight one person, so why do you not all join forces and knock me off the stage first? Wouldn't that be great?"

"If you still do not dare come up after that, cowering like turtles, then there is nothing I can do..."

"Be a turtle hiding in its shell, or be a warrior. Your choice!"

Both his expression and tone were incredibly punchable, making the proud Contract Spirits grit their teeth in fury!

Mo Shiyu could not help rubbing her forehead below the stage, though she knew it would have been strange if Xia Yuan could ever sit still.

The Contract Spirits ultimately could not endure such provocation.

They were all proud, and one after another, they asked their Contract Spirit Masters for permission to fight, wanting to see just how strong this SSR truly was!

Even if they lost, they could still remain on the arena a little longer and improve their rankings!

At least they would not have to suffer such humiliation!

For a moment, the Contract Spirits were fired up, united against a common enemy.

"He dares look down on us? What a bastard! Brothers, can we tolerate this?"

"I cannot take it anymore! So what if he is an SSR? Let's all attack together and wear down his Contract Spirit Master's spiritual power with a battle of attrition!"

"Count me in!"

"He is too arrogant! Today, I will slay a god!"

"Awwooo, awwooo, awwooo, awwooo...!"

"Cluck-cluck-cluck! Cluck-cluck-cluck!"

"..."

None of the spectators had expected Xia Yuan to actively provoke them and even impose a rule that he could not move.

That utterly unrestrained arrogance instantly ignited the atmosphere throughout the venue!

The livestream chatrooms of every major media outlet exploded as well.

"Hahaha, I was just worried it would not be exciting enough, and now he is putting on a show!"

"That is some in-your-face taunting. He has angered everyone at once. Could he be some kind of trash-talking Contract Spirit?"

"According to various experts' analyses of his battle footage, he most likely possesses an extremely powerful defensive barrier. On top of that, his offensive power is strong too!"

"An SSR who can both tank and deal damage is indeed absurdly powerful!"

"It is starting, it is starting!"

"..."

Five Contract Spirits instantly swarmed onto Xia Yuan's arena, taking the lead!

They were almost all Contract Spirits around level sixty or seventy, ranging from D Rank to B Rank.

Their races and appearances were all different.

Xia Yuan leaped to the center of the arena, rubbed his chin, glanced over the five Contract Spirits, and spoke in a strange tone.

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"Only five Contract Spirits? Are you looking down on me?"

The Contract Spirit Arena covered no small area. To give Contract Spirits enough room to move, it was nearly as large as a soccer field.

Even if ten or twenty Contract Spirits crowded in for a chaotic brawl, there would still be enough room.

"We are enough!"

"Today will be the day I make my name!"

"..."

The five Contract Spirits were filled with rage. They formed up, with the tanks in front, the support in the rear, and the damage dealers in the middle, then charged fiercely at Xia Yuan!

They looked exactly like a party raiding a dungeon boss!

"Iron Fist Sanction!"

"Rampage Beam!"

"Tidal Assault!"

"Mass Power Amplification!"

"..."

Xia Yuan intended to have some fun with them, so he made an extremely exaggerated move and directly spread his arms wide, welcoming their attacks.

All kinds of skills exploded across his body!

A dazzling riot of colors!

The five Contract Spirits attacked with tremendous enthusiasm, circling Xia Yuan madly as they launched both melee and long-range attacks!

They looked devastatingly powerful!

Xia Yuan's screams rang out from the center.

"Aaaahhh...!"

"I'm dying!"

"It hurts, it hurts! You are all so strong..."

The corners of the five Contract Spirits' mouths immediately rose. Thinking they really had a chance to win, they increased their output at once, thrilled beyond measure.

If they really could defeat the guy before them, they would become famous!

But after they attacked for quite some time and the residual energy from their skills dissipated, Xia Yuan was still standing there with both hands in his pockets, completely unharmed.

He grinned. "Just kidding..."

Xia Yuan shaped his fingers into a gun, aiming at them one by one while making "pew pew pew..." sounds with his mouth.

The weakest Cursed Technique Reversal: Red activated, firing streams of repulsive force.

When that force struck the five Contract Spirits, it became an irresistible and vast power that sent them flying, smashing them into a scattered mess!

Aside from the tank, who did not die but was left half-crippled—

Every other Contract Spirit was killed and returned to their Contract Spirit Masters' Contract Spirit Spaces!

The tank Contract Spirit was clever. Seeing Xia Yuan's "pistol" aim at him again, he hurriedly raised his hands in surrender and sprinted off the stage!

Dying required a massive amount of spiritual power to respawn in the Contract Spirit Space...

Xia Yuan defeated the five Contract Spirits who had taken the lead as easily as if he were playing around!

He blew on his finger. His sunglasses dipped slightly, revealing sapphire-like eyes, and his expression turned somewhat cold.

"I told you..."

"You are looking down on me by only sending five, aren't you?"

He looked at all the Contract Spirits waiting below and said lightly.

"Is there anyone who can fight? If not, all of you come at me together!"

The entire venue fell silent.

Not a sound could be heard!

The Contract Spirits below the stage looked at Xia Yuan as though they were looking at an unbelievable monster!

Only now did they finally witness firsthand the oppressive presence of an ultimate SSR!

Arrogant?

Bragging?

Belittling them?

Empty boasts?

None of that existed.

Everything he said... had always been the truth!

The next second.

The entire venue erupted in fervent cheers.

"Ohohohohoh... So... so strong!"

"Even standing there and letting them attack him, Yuan God was impossible to damage! What kind of defensive skill is that? It is completely unbeatable!"

"That guy is a raid boss, right? He does not resemble a Contract Spirit at all..."

"This is the true value of an SSR!"

"..."

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