The Tough-Mouthed One Could Block My Red

Mo Shiyu was slightly surprised.

This was the first time someone had struck Xia Yuan through the Limitless Technique.

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly as she analyzed the situation.

If the little boy's superpower was merely invisible force, then logically, it should not have been able to cross an infinite distance.

There had to be more to it...

Though it looked like an invisible superpower, it was likely some extraordinary force that acted directly upon its target.

That was why it had bypassed Xia Yuan's Limitless.

Seeing that Xia Yuan, the god of slaughter, had finally been hit, the audience erupted in shocked cries:

"Holy shit, it finally hit!"

"The Demon King finally took a hit! That wasn't easy!"

"As expected of an SR! He broke Lord Yuan's weird defense!"

"..."

The contract spirits below the stage felt even more vindicated. They eagerly hoped Xia Yuan would keep getting beaten down, or even be defeated by Han Guang's contract spirit team!

Xia Yuan grinned. "My turn."

His figure abruptly vanished from where he stood.

The little boy's pupils shrank. In the blink of an eye, Xia Yuan had appeared before him, one hand pressed against his stomach as he struck!

The boy seemed to have anticipated Xia Yuan's move. He flipped both hands, activating his superpower again and applying an invisible repulsive force to himself.

Xia Yuan's hand stopped in midair. Their powers clashed invisibly, sending waves of air rolling outward.

The little boy sneered.

"I've watched your videos. I knew you'd use tricks like this to get close!"

After repelling Xia Yuan, he shouted again and manipulated Xia Yuan, slamming him toward the ground.

However, because of the Limitless Technique, the ground could not harm Xia Yuan. His falling motion came to an abrupt halt, as though all his kinetic energy had vanished in an instant.

"Cursed Technique Lapse."

"Blue!"

Maintaining his suspended posture, Xia Yuan activated his cursed technique.

A blue sphere of attraction hurtled toward the little boy.

The little boy thrust out both hands, activating his superpower again in an attempt to block the blue sphere of attraction. But the immense force made his arms tremble.

Knowing he could not take it head-on, he gritted his teeth and flipped both hands upward, redirecting Blue's force with minimal effort and sending it flying into the sky!

"Not bad!"

After dealing with Blue, the little boy looked back at Xia Yuan, only to discover that he was no longer where he had been.

His eyes darted rapidly, but Xia Yuan was nowhere in sight.

The little boy suddenly spun around and struck out in advance. "Behind me!"

His superpower slammed into the empty air behind him, yet there was still no sign of Xia Yuan.

Just as he froze in confusion, Xia Yuan hovered above his head, already holding his hand in a finger-gun pose as he fired a Red!

The female contract spirit he called Shadow Sis hurriedly shouted a warning.

"BOY! Above you!"

But he had no time to react.

Xia Yuan's indifferent voice rang out.

"Cursed Technique Reversal."

"Cursed Technique: Red!"

The little boy's hairs stood on end. At top speed, he assumed a defensive stance with his superpower.

But the red Red was already nearly touching the top of his head.

A powerful repulsive force erupted. Red light bloomed above the little boy's head, like Mount Tai bearing down on him!

The high-quality alloy floor beneath his feet was crushed into a massive depression, curling him up within it as well.

Xia Yuan landed leisurely and raised an eyebrow slightly. "Oh? Not bad. You held up."

He had only used less than thirty percent of his strength, but enduring it at such close range was impressive enough.

Inside the crater, the little boy struggled to his feet. Much of his doll-like dress had been torn apart.

His body was covered in blood, and he looked utterly bedraggled.

The fierce exchange between the two sent the audience into a frenzy.

"Oohhh, that was awesome! This ticket was totally worth it!"

"This is what a battle between truly powerful contract spirits looks like? That's insane!"

"I remember the contract spirit arena is made from the hardest material! He dented it that badly?!"

"Lord Yuan still looks like he's playing around. He hasn't even gone all out, but the superpowered boy already seems unable to hold on. Looks like he's still not enough!"

"Still, being able to withstand that absurd attack is already incredible!"

"..."

Han Guang frowned deeply. He could already tell that Xia Yuan had not gotten serious at all, while their main damage dealer was already struggling to hold on.

If their damage dealer went down, winning would be impossible.

So he shouted toward the arena:

"Boy, stop being willful. Give up fighting alone. The three of you are strongest together!"

The little boy glared at Xia Yuan through gritted teeth. He knew full well that if he kept fighting, he would lose!

Though unwilling, he put the bigger picture first and gave up...

Xia Yuan seized the chance and switched into taunting mode.

"What's wrong? You're done already? Who was it that said he'd solo-kill me..."

"Your daddy said one thing, and you obediently listened?"

"What a shame. I've only just finished warming up."

"Still, as a warm-up opponent, you barely pass..."

The little boy froze in place, veins bulging on his forehead. He immediately turned around, intending to continue the fight.

But Shadow Sis stopped him from behind. He could only snap back furiously:

"What do you know? If this arena hadn't limited what I could do, I guarantee I'd beat you until you cried for your mommy and daddy!"

"You clearly used a dirty trick to hit me just now! If you've got the guts, fight me head-on!"

Watching the hysterical little boy, Xia Yuan shook his head.

"Alright, alright."

"I get it. You won."

"Don't cry. You little guy whose mouth is tougher than the rest of your body—if you'd used your mouth to block my skill just now, you might really have blocked it!"

The little boy was driven mad with rage, his face flushed bright red.

The entire audience did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Xia Yuan's mouth was like it had been dipped in poison. If he licked it himself, he would probably die of poisoning...

It was hard to believe someone with such a rotten personality was an overwhelmingly powerful SSR!

The Holy Light Knight propped up her chin, looking speechless. "Is Xia Yuan a little brat too? He keeps trading insults with the other side. So boring..."

Mo Cheng glanced at her. You're obviously a little loli yourself...

The Holy Light Knight suddenly grew serious. "Old man, who do you think would win if Xia Yuan fought me?"

Mo Cheng thought for a moment. "If you have a way to break through that strange defense around him, it'd be fifty-fifty."

The Holy Light Knight smiled. "I'd win."

The blazing sun hung high overhead.

It was noon, and the selection competition was already more than halfway over.

After Han Guang's contract spirit team challenged Xia Yuan, the other contract spirits finally dared to take the stage as well. The ten arenas became lively again.

But nearly everyone's attention remained fixed on the strongest battle.

Who would become North Sichuan Spirit Contract Master Academy's number one seed was about to be revealed!

"Xia Yuan!"

The little boy continued arrogantly:

"If my combat power is one, then the three of us fighting together have combat power of six!"

"This time, you'll definitely lose!"

The woman in the black bodysuit smiled sweetly at Xia Yuan, giving him a flirtatious smile. "We're even wearing matching couple outfits, all in black. I hope you'll go easy on us, handsome."

Xia Yuan picked at his ear with a finger and glanced at the contract spirits on the surrounding arenas, where chaotic melees had begun again. "Alright, I'm done playing with you. My time is precious. I still have arenas to sweep."

He took off his sunglasses and casually tossed them into Mo Shiyu's hands. His azure-blue eyes looked at the three opponents with faint excitement, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"If my combat power is one, then when I was fighting you just now, it was 0.3!"

In an instant, the full sight of his handsome face drew continuous screams from the women!

Xia Yuan with sunglasses and Xia Yuan without sunglasses gave off completely different levels of pressure.

Even the little boy, who had been stubbornly talking back all this time, wore a solemn expression now.

Mo Shiyu sensed the spiritual energy within her. Half remained, which was more than enough.

Moreover, the End of Time inscription set on Xia Yuan's body could still be activated once, providing him with nearly another half of his spiritual energy!

The corners of her lips unconsciously rose as well.

North Sichuan Spirit Contract Master Academy's number one seed was hers for the taking!