Chapter 704 One-Punch Victory (2/2)

Black-Gold shouted and crossed his arms in an attempt to block the incoming 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 Black-Gold was launched out of the battleground. The bloody mess crash landed 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 Dollar, his eyes widened until it looked like they were going to fall out.

It was a one-punch victory.

The immeasurably powerful spirit Black-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 Dollar, 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 Dollar left the arena, excitedly grabbing Fang Mingquan's hand.

”Yes, he is. Dollar is pretty popular 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 calculation of the battle list. It seemed as if Hua Ping was trying to determine who Dollar would face off against next.

”Ten matches... He won't go up against anyone stronger than Black-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 Black-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 explained the predicament.