Evil God Cultist, Once Again!

"Teacher, didn't you want to fight? Want me to arrange a match for you?"

Luo Ming, who had been chatting happily with Wang Tianxing, suddenly spoke up.

He remembered Wang Tianxing mentioning that his teacher was a martial arts madman who loved fighting.

"Black-fist matches should be scheduled in advance, right? I can cut in line halfway through?" Chen Yu asked curiously.

"With a Black Gold membership, of course you can." Zhao Tianyi smiled. "Wang Tianxing got beaten badly last time, so he begged me to go up and fight once."

"But everyone here makes a living through underground fighting. Their strength and talent are both average. After I won one match, someone hinted that I shouldn't keep competing."

"That makes sense." Chen Yu nodded.

If they truly had martial arts talent, joining the Crimson Radiance Star Military Headquarters or getting into a martial arts university would have been the proper path. Why would they be fighting underground here?

But since he was already here—

"Arrange a match for me." Chen Yu smiled faintly and transferred one hundred thousand Red Radiance Coins to Zhao Tianyi.

Zhao Tianyi understood instantly and gave Chen Yu a reassuring gesture.

After waiting a short while, the two fighters in the iron cage finally decided the victor. Both were drenched in blood.

"Damn it! I trusted you so much—how could you lose?!"

"Ahhh! I won! I won!"

The instant the outcome was decided, some rejoiced while others despaired.

Backstage, unknown to everyone else, a contestant codenamed "Martial Madman" caught the attention of those pulling the strings.

"Night Owl, a Black Gold member has requested to cut into the next match." A man wearing an earpiece whistled.

"Hehe, another Black Gold member. Looks like we're quite lucky!"

"Ten Black Gold members, and three Diamond members!"

"Send me the information on the person cutting in. Let him serve as a warm-up before the plan begins!"

The corners of Night Owl's lips slowly rose, stretching toward her ears. She could not hide her smile at all.

The more people involved, and the more important their identities, the more perfect their plan would become.

And today's opportunity was truly once in a lifetime.

Just then, the information on the person cutting in arrived on Night Owl's terminal.

A familiar face suddenly appeared on the screen, making even Night Owl freeze for a moment.

"It's him?!"

"I never expected today to bring double good fortune!"

"Arrange a good opponent for him. We'll use him as the first sacrifice for this plan!"

Outside the iron cage, Chen Yu handed the Bloodsong Blade to Zhao Tianyi for safekeeping.

Weapons were naturally forbidden in underground fighting. They could only fight with their fists.

Fortunately, for Chen Yu, whose Thunder Extreme Saber had reached proficiency, even with only his hands, he could still unleash its essence.

After all... how could martial arts be so inconvenient?

The essence of the Thunder Extreme Saber was speed. Whether blade or fist, the principle was the same!

He stepped into the iron cage, and boos erupted outside it. Chen Yu looked like nothing more than a young student.

On the other side, Chen Yu's opponent slowly entered as well. He was a middle-aged man standing two meters tall.

[Keen Perception (Blue)] activated silently, and Chen Yu instantly gauged the man's level of strength.

"Body Tempering Sixth Stage?"

Chen Yu frowned slightly. The information he had submitted listed him as Body Tempering Fifth Stage, so he had assumed his opponent would be at the same level.

But considering that Zhao Tianyi had competed before, the people behind the scenes probably regarded him as another martial arts genius who had come here for fun.

To keep the match from being too boring, they had deliberately selected a fighter of a higher realm.

"But thinking a Body Tempering Sixth Stage fighter can beat me is still underestimating me a little."

"This guy should at least have a green talent."

Chen Yu stared at the opponent called [Mad Shark], a faint smile appearing on his face.

He had not copied a talent in many days. Today was the perfect chance to get one.

Click!

The iron cage's exit was instantly locked.

That meant the battle had begun!

"Roar!"

Mad Shark strode forward, his five fingers spread wide as he clawed at Chen Yu's head, wind howling around his hand.

"His intention is too obvious."

"And his mastery of martial arts is too low. It hasn't even reached great accomplishment—at most, minor accomplishment."

Chen Yu saw through Mad Shark's move at a glance and sidestepped it.

At the same time, he raised his knee and drove it straight into Mad Shark's abdomen with a dull thud.

Mad Shark instantly curled up like a shrimp, his eyeballs seeming ready to burst from their sockets.

"That should be enough."

Seeing this, Chen Yu did not continue attacking.

In his eyes, these underground fighters were merely ordinary people struggling to make a living. It was best not to deal lethal blows if he could avoid it.

Besides, Mad Shark should have realized the disparity between their strengths. If he had any sense, he ought to surrender immediately.

It was not only Chen Yu who thought so. Even the audience outside the iron cage abruptly fell silent.

Anyone could see that this young man was far stronger than Mad Shark!

And not just stronger—he was overwhelmingly stronger!

He was definitely a highly talented martial arts genius!

"Damn it, which young master's kid is this?"

"One came last month, and now another one shows up today? Do you people have nothing better to do?"

"Where's the boss?! Is this how you treat us? Refund me! I want my money back!"

"Get lost! These underground matches aren't held so you rich young masters can show off!"

Clearly, the audience had taken Chen Yu for some young master who had come for entertainment.

They were all furious.

The young master might get to show off, but they were the ones losing money. Who could stand that?

In an instant, the crowd grew agitated.

But just then, Mad Shark suddenly swung his fist at Chen Yu's head, faster than before.

At once, the previously rowdy audience fell quiet again.

Mad Shark had not lost yet!

"This guy... still hasn't seen reality for what it is?" Chen Yu immediately retreated several steps to evade.

He stared intently at Mad Shark, not expecting him to retain his fighting strength after taking that blow.

And he still refused to surrender!

"If I hadn't dodged that punch just now, my head would probably have exploded." Chen Yu frowned slightly.

Since his opponent was coming at him with killing intent, he naturally would not hold back any longer.

"Whoosh—!"

Mad Shark lunged at Chen Yu as if he had lost all reason.

Chen Yu no longer held back either.

He stomped the ground, twisted his waist, and threw a punch!

All in one motion!

Boom!

Thunder roared.

The punch erupted with the force-generation method of the Thunder Extreme Saber, as fast as lightning, and struck Mad Shark squarely in the face.

In an instant, Mad Shark's massive body was lifted off the ground and slammed heavily into the edge of the iron cage.

Mad Shark's face caved in, blood pouring from all seven orifices. The sight was gruesome.

At that moment, the audience fell silent again.

Anyone could tell that Mad Shark would probably never get back up this time.

"It's over."

Chen Yu let out a long breath and prepared to leave the iron cage.

Yet although victory and defeat had already been decided, the iron cage did not open. Even the staff had vanished.

Just then, Mad Shark, who had clearly been taking more breaths in than letting out, actually staggered back to his feet.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth slowly stretched toward his ears, forming a strange smile.

[Battle complete. Talent copied successfully.]

[Copied talent—Gluttonous Factor (Green)]

[Gluttonous Factor (Green)]: Greatly increases digestion and absorption efficiency.

[Duplicate talent copied. Automatically fused. Current progress: 30%.]

[Due to copying an Evil God Factor, adaptive enhancement: [Thought Imprint (Gray)] → [Thought Imprint (White)]]

[Thought Imprint (White)]: Slightly resists the erosion of one's thoughts by Evil Gods, external forces, and the like.]