If This Is All You've Got, I Came for Nothing
"Bronze Rank?!"
The audience erupted in another uproar.
Jumping in two consecutive matches?
You went straight to Bronze after just playing Black Iron Rank?
This is the first time this has ever happened since the underground boxing ring opened!
"Bronze Rank Bronze Rank is!"
"Sea Tiger! Take them down!"
The cheers grew louder and louder, and no one thought anything was wrong.
If you have the ability, you deserve to skip grades.
The first bronze-level defender immediately flipped onto the stage. A peak fourth-ring Soul Ancestor, his White Tiger Bronze Staff was unmatched among the Bronze Rank opponents.
Before he could even make five moves on stage, Bai Yushan dodged the bronze staff by sidestepping and then punched him in the shoulder with his backhand.
A sharp crack—the crisp sound of the shoulder bone breaking was clearly audible.
The man groaned, flew sideways, and crashed heavily onto the ring, unable to get up for a long time.
The second, the third, the fourth...
One Bronze Rank boxer after another stepped onto the stage, only to be blasted off it one after another.
Some lasted three moves, some five, and the longest they lasted was less than ten.
With punches, palm strikes, elbow strikes, and knee strikes, Bai Yushan's moves became increasingly fluid and faster.
The power of the Five Beast Way and the electric arc of the Thunder Way were perfectly blended, and the killing moves were connected smoothly without any stagnation. The power of the Five Beasts Merged Essence Form flowed in the meridians, and with the Electric Current Push, each punch carried the power to shatter mountains and split rocks.
The cheers from the audience never stopped, each wave louder than the last.
Gu Yue sat in the stands, clutching the tickets in her hand repeatedly.
The initial stakes of three million increased fivefold, tenfold, twentyfold...
Eventually, she got too lazy to even bother calculating it.
This guy's definitely going to win.
She watched the black figure on the stage, the white tiger mask gleaming coldly under the lights. Each strike was accompanied by a muffled thud, and each one brought victory.
I couldn't quite describe the feeling in my heart; I felt a mix of pride and helplessness.
This guy doesn't know the meaning of holding back.
After about half an hour of fighting, no one among the Bronze Rank boxers dared to challenge them anymore.
The entire Bronze Rank was swept aside by a newcomer.
The host's voice was hoarse from shouting, and as he picked up the microphone, his voice trembled. "Next... let's begin the Gold Rank Challenge!"
"Please welcome— the Crimson Scale King!!"
The moment the name was announced, the entire room fell silent for half a second.
Immediately, a cheer erupted that was even louder than all the previous cheers combined.
"The Crimson Scale King! It's the Crimson Scale King!"
"My God! Gold Rank Crimson Scale King! A Level 4 Boxer! A Level 57 Soul King!"
"Am I seeing things? They actually alerted the Crimson Scale King?!"
Everyone got excited and stood up to look towards the entrance to the arena.
A fourth-level boxer!
In the entire underground boxing arena of Skysea City, there are only about ten level four boxers, each of whom is a legendary figure.
The Crimson Scale King is a famous figure among them. His Martial Soul Crimson Scale Armored Dragon, which is said to have Dragon Clan blood. He is Power Attack System Battle Soul King who is invincible among Gold Rank opponents and is only one step away from becoming a level five boxer.
People of this caliber rarely make an appearance.
I actually got forced to do this by a newbie today?
Heavy footsteps sounded.
A tall figure walked in from the entrance and stepped onto the arena step by step.
The man was about forty years old, tall and burly, shirtless with bulging muscles and skin covered in dark red scales that gleamed metallically under the light. Several scales extended from his face to his temples, and his eyes were sharp as a hawk's. He exuded a strong aura of bloodlust.
It was none other than the Crimson Scale King.
The moment he stepped onto the arena, a terrifying pressure of Soul Power swept over him.
The aura of Soul King was more than one level stronger than that of the Soul Ancestor from before.
The cheers from the audience gradually subsided, and everyone held their breath, staring intently at the ring.
Level 4 vs. Level 4?
No, Sea Tiger is only certified at level four; he's only just started competing from the Black Iron Rank.
If they win, they'll be instantly deified!
The Crimson Scale King stood opposite the arena, looking Bai Yushan up and down with a deep, metallic voice.
"I originally came here today hoping to learn a few moves from the students of the Shrek Academy," he said. "But instead of meeting anyone from Shrek, I've run into a junior like you."
"You're quite impressive to be able to sweep through the Bronze Rank."
"Losing to me isn't shameful."
His tone was full of confidence, as well as the appreciation of an elder for a younger person.
He is the Soul King, a renowned Level 4 boxer with many years of experience.
In his eyes, no matter how strong Bai Yushan was, he was still a junior.
Bai Yushan scoffed after hearing this.
"I'm different."
He crossed his arms, his tone full of disdain, "If this is all you're capable of, then my trip to Skysea City was a complete waste."
"I was hoping the Gold Rank would be somewhat interesting."
"Turns out they're all just a bunch of old fogies with empty titles."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire room.
A collective gasp rippled through the audience.
Mad!
That's insane!
That's the Crimson Scale King! Soul King -level powerhouse!
How dare this newcomer call someone just a pretty face?
The Crimson Scale King's face instantly darkened.
"A mere brat who hasn't even grown his first hair, yet he's so arrogant!"
He gave a low shout, and the five Soul Ring beneath his feet instantly lit up.
Purple, purple, purple, purple, black!
The five Soul Ring slowly rotated, and the Soul Power of the Soul King level was fully unleashed.
Crimson Scale Armored Dragon, possess me!
Dark red scales instantly covered his entire body, sharp claws sprang from his fingertips, and a faint dragon-shaped phantom appeared behind him.
He slightly hunched over, like a giant dragon poised to pounce, exuding a fierce aura.
"Arrogance requires strength."
The Crimson Scale King's voice was deep, "And you, you are not enough!"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly pushed off the ground with his foot.
boom--
The arena floor instantly cracked open with spiderweb-like patterns.
The Crimson Scale King shot out instantly, its speed leaving a dark red afterimage.
First Soul Skill: Dragon Scale Crushing Strike!
His right fist, covered in thick scales, slammed down with a whistling sound as it struck Bai Yushan's face.
Before the punch even landed, the heavy wind pressure made one's skin ache.
A full-force attack from Soul King level being truly extraordinary.
Everyone in the audience instinctively held their breath.
This punch would have turned an ordinary Soul Ancestor into mincemeat.
But Bai Yushan stood still and didn't dodge.
He clenched his right fist, and the 290,000 volts of Electric Current Push to full power, unleashing tiger-shaped energy from his fist.
Tiger Roar Mountain-Crushing Fist!
Bang--!
The two fists collided, producing a deafening thud.
A visible shockwave exploded between the two, making the railings at the edge of the arena vibrate.
The Crimson Scale King felt an extremely powerful force surge through his fist, carrying a tingling electric current, and drilling into his meridians along his arm.
He groaned and involuntarily took a step back.
Step, step, step.
It took three steps to steady himself.
His pupils contracted slightly as he looked at his slightly numb fist, his face filled with disbelief.
Did it block it?
And... he even took three steps back?
How is that possible?!
How old is this young man? How could he possibly possess such strength?!
The audience erupted in uproar.
"Holy crap! The Crimson Scale King has retreated?!"
"They didn't even gain an advantage by going head-to-head?!"
"What kind of monster is this Sea Tiger?!"
Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.
Bai Yushan stood still, his feet firmly planted.
He clenched his fist, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
"Is that all the strength you've got?"
As he spoke, he shifted his stance and charged forward, saying, "Let's not embarrass ourselves in the ring!"
His arm was raised high, the edge of his palm taut like a knife, with black and red lightning crackling around the blade, making it frighteningly sharp.
Slaughter Path - Cold Blade Holding Light!
A palm strike came down diagonally, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air.