"Hmph, that guy is really arrogant!" Herbert muttered under his breath as he watched Mendricks's retreating figure.
Andrew squinted and said, "He is arrogant, but he also has the strength to back it up. Judging from his aura, he should have the strength of Six-Star Fiend, far surpassing the others here."
Despite saying that, Andrew didn't take the other party seriously at all. A mere Six-Star Fiend, if provoked, could be killed with a single finger. Andrew was too proud to respond to such a small fry's provocation; otherwise, he would have taught him a lesson on the spot.
Herbert said, "What's so great about Six-Star Fiend? Father could kill him in one move." His words showed his disdain for Six-Star Fiend.
Beside him, Bernistan warned, " Six-Star Fiend is nothing to the elders. But for you, any Six-Star Fiend could kill you without even needing a second move!" He was also Six-Star Fiend, so naturally he wasn't pleased to hear this.
Herbert realized he had said the wrong thing and immediately shut his mouth.
Andrew shook his head. " Herbert, don't underestimate anyone. There are countless powerful beings in the Infernal Realm; a single carelessness could cost you your life. Besides, no matter how strong I am, I can't protect you forever. You have good talent and a high bloodline concentration, showing the potential to become Seven-Star Fiend, but that doesn't mean you already have the strength of Seven-Star Fiend. Cultivation requires a down-to-earth approach!"
Herbert felt a chill run down his spine. Since entering Infernal Realm, he had witnessed too many things, and he realized that there was something wrong with his mindset.
"I understand, Father. I will definitely pay attention from now on. This time, I also want to take on the challenge now!"
Andrew smiled with satisfaction. He had previously noticed that Herbert might be overly ambitious, perhaps influenced by him, but now it seemed he realized the problem too. However, he still asked one more question, "Aren't you going to watch my fight?"
Herbert shook his head. "No need... That level of combat is too far beyond my reach."
"I'll go too," the usually taciturn Deenmike finally spoke up.
Upon seeing this, the Emperor Wing Fiend said, "How about this, Andrew, I'll take these two lads to the Lowgod Challenge Zone. If anything happens, I can look after them."
Andrew looked at him gratefully and nodded. With the protection of the Emperor Wing Fiend, the two were much safer.
After they separated, it was soon Andrew's turn to fight.
"Now, please welcome our challenger ' Andrew ' to the stage. His opponent is the formidable ' Yumi, ' who has already won two consecutive matches!" A loud announcement rang out, and in the center of the Battle Arena, a giant with four arms stood arrogantly, surrounded by cheers.
Bernistan found a place to sit, while Andrew walked up the passageway to the ring. The ring was black, made of some unknown material, and looked extremely sturdy. A strong, metallic stench permeated the ring, making the massive ring seem as if it had been soaked in blood.
"The challenger has stepped onto the stage; let's look forward to an exciting battle!"
"Wow..." Another cheer erupted from the crowd below.
Yumi, with his four arms, was incredibly tall; Andrew estimated him to be a full four meters. Moreover, judging from his appearance, he was definitely not an ordinary human.
"Boy!" Yumi waved his four arms up and down, "If you know what's good for you, walk down yourself, or the brutal Yumi will tear you to pieces!" Yumi roared, as if this gave him courage.
Andrew scoffed. This opponent had actually Refine Divine Spark to become a god. The aura of Divine Spark was clearly different from the aura of a soul. He really didn't know how he had the courage to come to this Battle Arena.
"You try tearing it," Andrew replied, his gaze mocking, deliberately provoking the other party.
Yumi flew into a rage, took several large strides forward, and grabbed Andrew from different directions with four arms. Andrew did not move, letting him hold him. Seeing this, Yumi's face lit up with joy. The audience below also became excited.
"Tear it up quickly!"
Tear him into eight pieces!
Yumi roared, and with all four arms exerting force simultaneously, Andrew looked like a helpless prey beneath his towering figure.
"Huh..." Yumi, having finished charging up, pulled hard, but Andrew didn't budge an inch in front of him.
Yumi wasn't thinking clearly and didn't understand the situation. He squatted down and tried to exert more force. However, Andrew, who was much smaller than him, was like a mountain, unmoving. No matter how much force Yumi exerted, it had no effect.
"Tear it up, tear it up!"
The audience below kept urging them on, wanting to see the bloody scene of Yumi tearing people to pieces.
Andrew looked around, his brow furrowed, clearly annoyed. In the stands, people of all shapes and sizes were shouting and cheering, seemingly venting their frustrations. Everyone looked at the ring with a condescending gaze, as if they regarded Andrew as a clown.
These people were nothing but ants in his eyes, yet now they were looking at him like a monkey, a feeling that infuriated Andrew.
"No wonder there are no strong warriors in this Battle Arena. True powerhouses would only come here to challenge the Lord of the City! Fighting here is an insult!" Andrew understood somewhat. The Battle Arena was, in essence, an entertainment venue, not a place for true powerhouses.
"Get lost." Andrew, who had no interest in playing with his opponent, jolted, Yumi's massive body shot towards the wall of the Battle Arena like a cannonball. However, he was now lifeless, his body reduced to a pile of minced flesh, stuck to the wall and unable to fall.
"The results of the battle are in! Challenger ' Andrew ' has won!"
The referee below immediately realized what was happening and announced the result.
" Andrew!"
" Andrew!"
The surrounding audience paused for a moment, then quickly erupted in cheers. Yumi's manner of death seemed to have spurred them on, and their cheers became even more frenzied.
However, Andrew was disgusted by the cheers. Standing on the ring, he looked at the referee below and coldly said, "Next match!"
Despite the noise, the referee could clearly hear Andrew's voice.
"Our strongman ' Andrew ' can't wait to start the next battle. It seems he's really confident in his abilities. Let's look forward to his performance. The next challenger is ' Steve '!" A passionate voice echoed throughout the Battle Arena, and the audience all turned to the passage, waiting for the challenger to take the stage.
Soon, a figure dressed entirely in white appeared on the arena. The moment this person appeared, the temperature in the arena plummeted, as if everyone had suddenly been transported to a snowy wonderland.
Andrew squinted, his interest piqued.
"Such powerful Water Law! They can condense into ice so naturally. This is definitely not something that Mysteries could do." Andrew himself was also a high-level Water Element Highgod. He had already fused three of the six profound Water Element Mysteries, and was only a little short of the fourth. With his strength, he could not hide the opponent's true nature at all.
Once on stage, Steve stood there motionless, and the ring floor was quickly covered with a layer of hard ice.
"Crack! Crack!"
The ice spread outwards from Steve's feet, stopping only at Andrew's feet.
" Special Lifeform!" Andrew concluded, sensing the powerful Water Element Divine Power within the ice layer.
The feeling Steve had when manipulating the ice was just like Pusluo's back then. Pusluo roamed freely among the volcanoes, and all the volcanoes became part of his body. It was the same now. In Andrew's perception, this ice was actually Steve's body.
In fact, Andrew's guess was correct; Steve was indeed Special Lifeform. He came from a Material Plane covered in ice and snow, where life was scarce due to the ice and snow. Steve was born from the largest iceberg in that plane, and upon taking human form, he was already Lowgod.
It can be said that manipulating ice and snow is his innate talent.
The black arena quickly turned silver-white, and except for the area where Andrew stood, the rest of the arena became a frozen wasteland.
"Wow, Steve is amazing! This fight is going to be incredibly exciting. Let's wait and see!" The referee's voice rang out at the right moment, and everyone's emotions were stirred up again.
This sound also signaled that the battle had officially begun.
Without a moment's hesitation, the cold-blooded Steve waved his hand, and an ice sword over a meter long appeared. Andrew was somewhat surprised; this man hadn't used a divine artifact, but instead condensed this ice sword with Water Element Divine Power.
Holding an ice sword, Steve slid his foot and "whoosh" appeared beside Andrew.
"What a genius! The ' Water Traveling Technique ' can actually be used like this!" Steve's footwork opened Andrew's eyes, and he immediately began to deduce the " Water Traveling Technique " in his mind.
Upon closing the distance, Steve didn't hesitate; he drew his ice sword from his waist, aiming straight for Andrew's heart. A chilling mist swirled around the sword. This mist was terrifying; even an ordinary Highgod would likely freeze to death upon contact with it.
The ability to freeze Highgod to death with mist is almost Innate Divine Ability!