Chapter 704: One-Punch Victory


    Trantor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio


    After what Hua Ping told him, Fang Mingquan started to worry. He didn’t want Dor to go up against something so fiercely powerful.


    As they spoke, the twobatants entered their battleground. Onebatant was three meters tall and d in ck armor. He looked terrifying. His movements were almost like a mechanical robot, built from steel.


    The other fighter looked fairly strongpared to what might be expected of a human. However, he was d in a purple armor that looked rtively thin next to his opponent’s.


    The ck-Gold spirit shouted and raised the hammer he wielded, which was bigger than a small car. He smashed the ground in front of Han Sen with a force that probably could have toppled a small mountain.


    Fang Mingquan watched Dor with great trepidation. Although Dor was wearing purple armor, he could tell it was Dor from the way the man held himself. As he observed Dor facing-off with ck-Gold, it frightened him. Fang Mingquan was an evolver himself, so he could clearly sense the threatening power that resided within the hammer ck-Gold wielded.


    "Your friend seems a little slow. His abilities are strength-focused? If that is true, he won’t fare too well against a foe such as ck-Gold. His enemy’s power is infinite, so unless he is one of the strongest humans in history..." Hua Ping trailed off, but such a sentence had only one conclusion.


    Fang Mingquan didn’t see Dor dodge, and neither did Dor draw a weapon. He watched nervously, as Dor had only been in the shelter for a couple of years and his power had most likely not peaked yet. Going up against such a frightening foe was wildly dangerous.


    As ck-Gold’s hammer swung again, poised tond on Dor’s head, he brought out his right fist and punched the hammer.


    When Hua Ping witnessed this move, he shook his head and said, "Your friend is a reckless one. ck-Gold’s power is..."


    Before Hua Ping could finish his sentence, Dor’s fist collided with the hammer.


    Boom!


    The hit was deafening, and the fist shattered the hammer into pieces.


    Hua Ping and Fang Mingquan were motionless. They couldn’t even fathom the strength that resided in that fist, for it to break a giant metal hammer such as that.


    Hua Ping was shocked the most. He had witnessed many Divinity’s Bouts over the years and was knowledgeable about many of the fighters there; that included ck-Gold, the spirit. He was a remarkable warrior. He may not have been the strongest, but he possessed a lot of strength nheless. Against his unbreakable armor and intimidatinglyrge hammer, many evolvers had died, or at the very least, been grievously injured in battle with him.


    A lot of sacred-blood weapons had been broken by that hammer, as well. But now, that very same hammer had been utterly annihted by a human fist. The sight was unimaginable, and it was the sort of tale that few would ever believe.


    Hua Ping could only stare at Dor, mouth agape. He was forgetting to write his report.


    On the battleground, after Han Sen wrecked the hammer, a flood of power boiled inside his body once more. Seeing ck-Gold himself aghast at what had just happened, Han Sen stepped forward with atmosphere-cracking strength, directly before the spirit’s face.


    His flesh was like that of a tiger, and his fist buzzed loudly as it shed towards ck-Gold’s face.


    ck-Gold shouted and crossed his arms in an attempt to block the iing attack.


    Boom!


    His armor, arms, and skull were crushed under the weight of Han Sen’s Elephant-Disc Punch. Blood soaked the arena, and the disfigured and dismembered body of ck-Gold wasunched out of the battleground. The bloody mess crashnded fifteen meters away.


    "How is that possible?" Hua Ping was on his feet, his book and pens fallen to the floor. As he looked upon Dor, his eyes widened until it looked like they were going to fall out.


    It was a one-punch victory.


    The immeasurably powerful spirit ck-Gold was killed shortly after the fight began, and he hadn’t stood a chance. No one could imagine the strength that was delivered in that punch, and Hua Ping struggled to believe it was possible for an evolver to achieve such a wretched power.


    Fang Mingquan was almost as shocked, as well; he almost cried aloud. He did not expect Dor, who had only been in the Second God’s Sanctuary for as long as he had, to have managed to achieve such power. He killed a royal spirit with a single punch, and it was a ravenous crowd-pleaser.


    "Mingquan, is this man human?" Hua Ping asked after Dor left the arena, excitedly grabbing Fang Mingquan’s hand.


    "Yes, he is. Dor is pretty popr in the Alliance," Fang Mingquan quickly told him, in his own excitement.


    "If he is really human... Wait... Let me see..." Hua Ping was no longer coherent in his dialogue, as he ran his hands up and down his body in search of his book. Realizing it was on the floor, he raced to pick it up.


    He began flipping through the pages, scanning the battle lists and frantically drawing with his pen. Fang Mingquan wasn’t sure what he was doing.


    He drew with a manic speed. Every time he wrote down a name and drew a line, his face perked with further excitement.


    Fang Mingquan looked at what Hua Ping was doing and noticed it was a calction of the battle list. It seemed as if Hua Ping was trying to determine who Dor would face off against next.


    "Ten matches... He won’t go up against anyone stronger than ck-Gold for another ten matches. This is a chance." Hua Ping’s face had gone red as a beetroot, and he beamed with delight in his mad drawings.


    The excitement in his face was getting deeper and deeper. But after a while, his face froze. His excitement drained away, and he sat down in evident disappointment. His eyes looked empty as he mumbled, "It still doesn’t work. It still doesn’t work."


    "Old Hua, what doesn’t work?" Fang Mingquan quickly asked, eager understand what was going on.


    "Your friend is pretty lucky. If he continues fighting, he shouldn’t encounter any more opponents who are that powerful. Even if he met another spirit that was as powerful as ck-Gold, he would still have every chance of beating it. If he is lucky enough, he can reach the top ten. But..." Hua Ping gave a long, drawn-out sigh. Then, he continued by saying, "In his final fight, the one before he can be crowned Son of God, he must face-off against an opponent no human can possibly defeat."


    "What manner of opponent do you speak of?" Fang Mingquan asked.


    "In the fifth Divinity’s Bout, there was a light-element Son of God. Although this Son of God had only joined once, he was extremely powerful. His power now is something few humans might ever fathom. No human can beat him. Even evolvers with unlocked gene locks don’t stand a chance. Before the Light Son of God, they would be crushed like bugs." Hua Ping bore a wry smile as he exined the predicament.