Wow, so fast!
The His Highness Thirty-Nine felt a blur before his eyes and was forced to raise his arms to receive the punch that Taishu Ru was throwing at him.
Bang!
The force of the punches created a powerful gust of wind that rippled out from where the two bodies collided. Taishu Ru's cold expression remained unchanged as he swiftly threw out his next punch.
The punches landed squarely, and the terrifying force from the blows made even the His Highness Thirty-Nine grit his teeth in shock.
Damn it, what kind of monsters are these Human Race?
Wow, so fast!
The swiftly thrown punch sent a shiver down the spine of the His Highness Thirty-Nine, making his arm go slightly numb and his eyes dim.
He could sense it.
This Human Race...
Completely different from the ones before!
Bang!
Bang!
Punch after punch landed, and the His Highness Thirty-Nine had no time to react. He could only passively endure the blows, his feet being forced back step by step.
"You..."
Before he could finish speaking, a figure flashed before his eyes. Taishu Ru, his face tense, appeared in front of him in an instant, kicked the His Highness Thirty-Nine's still crossed arms hard, sending him flying.
Thump!
The His Highness Thirty-Nine crashed heavily into the edge of the restored arena, rolled over, and knelt on one knee, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood.
But as if he felt no pain, he stood up unsteadily, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, wiped his mouth with his fist, raised his eyes, and for the first time truly looked at Taishu Ru, his eyes filled with disbelief.
How is that possible?
This guy actually managed to dominate me?
The force exerted on him was simply not that of Human Race!
While he was filled with shock and anger, he calmed himself down, dodged Taishu Ru's attack again, and turned defense into offense, taking the initiative to kill Taishu Ru!
Taishu Ru neither dodged nor avoided the attack, coldly watching the obviously deadly move in his eyes. Just as the His Highness Thirty-Nine attacked, he threw another punch.
boom!
Once again...
He got sent flying again!
"Cough..."
The His Highness Thirty-Nine braced himself on the ground with one hand, awkwardly raising his head to look at the source of the shadow cast upon him.
But all that could be seen was an extremely calm expression.
There was no hatred, no loathing, not even a sense of elation at being able to easily crush him.
Aside from indifference, there was only calmness, as if nothing in the world was worth his attention.
The His Highness Thirty-Nine suddenly clenched his fist and glared fiercely at them.
He grinned, his smirk unabated despite his defeat, radiating malice with unbridled sarcasm.
"You're so smug, aren't you? You think you can crush me?"
This indifference bothered him more than hostility.
"You..."
Taishu Ru lowered his eyes slightly as he looked at the His Highness Thirty-Nine, showing no intention of communicating with him.
Therefore, he interrupted the His Highness Thirty-Nine 'His Highness Thirty-Nine words again with his actions, picked him up, and silently punched him again!
All words were interrupted, and even the His Highness Thirty-Nine's angry roar failed to elicit the slightest reaction from Taishu Ru.
The situation on the arena was one-sided. The Alien Race could no longer laugh. They watched the arena with cold eyes, but they were not worried. Instead, they looked weary.
The female Alien Race, held in the arms of the White Bone Demon General, lazily tossed her hair, revealing a look of disgust.
"What a sorry sight, Thirty-Nine."
"This is a disgrace to our God Clan race."
The other Alien Race, upon hearing her words, not only did not refute them, but also seemed to agree wholeheartedly.
Among the God Clan, there is no need for so much love, much less for so many useless emotions.
For example, Cheng Jing Ting, whom they just mentioned, is seen as utterly foolish.
To avenge a useless, already dead piece of trash...
ha.
This is something that would never happen among their God Clan!
Thirty-Nine naturally heard the voices of the other Alien Race below the arena. His face darkened, and he wanted to retaliate, but he was no match for Taishu Ru and was blasted away once again.
When he faced this number one prodigy of the Profound Alliance...
Completely powerless to fight back!
On the Profound Alliance side, although they had considered that the situation might be different if Taishu Ru had taken action, they did not expect that it would turn out to be a one-sided affair!
Even the Alien Race prodigies watching had to admit that Taishu Ru was indeed powerful. He truly deserved to be called the number one genius in the Profound Domain.
In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the His Highness Thirty-Nine couldn't even withstand a single move from Taishu Ru. Instead, he was beaten and covered in wounds. His God Clan bloodline was running at full power, trying to heal his injuries, but it couldn't keep up with the speed at which he was being injured.
At the start of the second incense stick's time, the His Highness Thirty-Nine, exhausted, crashed heavily to the ground amidst a barrage of attacks.
He gritted his teeth and roared as he tried to get up again, but the next second, a white dragon-scale boot mercilessly stomped on his head.
boom!
With one kick, the His Highness Thirty-Nine's head was embedded directly into the arena floor.
Such humiliation infuriated the His Highness Thirty-Nine, who roared and suddenly straightened the tail hook wrapped around his waist, striking towards Taishu Ru's back.
Taishu Ru didn't even look, but reached back and grabbed its tail hook.
"Ah!!!!"
A scream instantly echoed throughout the arena.
The calm-faced youth casually tossed aside the tail hook he had just torn off the Alien Race's body.
Flames then erupted, burning away the slender tail hook completely.
The screams gradually subsided.
"I will avenge him."
It was a seemingly random sentence, but everyone knew what he meant.
Taishu Ru didn't care about anyone's reaction, nor did he care about the His Highness Thirty-Nine's reaction. He slightly raised his foot, and as the His Highness Thirty-Nine propped himself up and looked up, he coldly kicked the purple-gold horn on the prince's head...
Kick it off!!
"Good!"
Upon witnessing this scene, the cultivators from the Profound Domain couldn't help but whisper a "good!"
It made me feel better.
This scene was so satisfying!
The frustration he felt from being suppressed by the Alien Race earlier was almost completely released in this fight.
Even the powerful Human Race showed relieved smiles.
So what if Alien Race are powerful?
Human Race are not without their equals... or even stronger geniuses!
Wu Liang, watching from below the arena, had his eyes shining as he stared intently at Taishu Ru, his interest practically tangible.
"Such physical fitness is indeed impressive."
Hearing his words, Lin Xuan smiled and teased him from the side.
"What? You've got your eye on someone else?"
"They belong to a sect."
Just now, Wu Liang managed to hide the fact that he had collected a wisp of Cheng Jing Ting's soul from others, but he couldn't hide it from Lin Xuan, who had been by Cheng Jingting's side all along.
Wu Liang didn't say anything, but he couldn't hide his admiration for Taishu Ru.
On the arena, the His Highness Thirty-Nine was on the verge of death, collapsing to the ground, blood flowing freely.
His purple-gold horn, a symbol of his identity, and his tail hook were torn and broken. Even he himself lay on the ground in a wretched state, practically waiting to die.
Taishu Ru looked down at the Alien Race from his high vantage point and slowly raised his leg.
With just a little effort, the arrogant His Highness Thirty-Nine would die a violent death.
But at that moment, a voice came from behind.
Human Race have comprehended all six Great Dao are rare.
"Release him, and I, Your Highness, will become your opponent."