The Domineering King of the Netherworld and His Sweetheart

90. Closure

When Feng Xi's buddies saw the smile on their master's face, they had a sense of Deja Vu at once.

The strange feeling even made their souls shiver. They were not surprised, but actually very terrified. This kind of feeling had shown up when Feng Xi was in a battle with others and still remained in their brain.

Every time Feng Xi was engaged in a battle, his buddies all felt that he changed to another person.

What was more, the feeling just got clearer when Feng Xi had more and more battle experience? Now that his buddies saw the look on his face, the strange feeling just got stronger and they started to wonder if their master was born to fight bloody battles.

'But Master used to be a human being who didn't have any power?'

Since they couldn't figure out the answer to that question, they could only give up trying and turn to stare at the two persons who stood face to face in the arena. In their view, Yang Mingyuan stood no chance of winning right now. He had been in a low-spirited state in the last battle, and the more important thing was that Yang Mingyuan's cultivation level was much lower than Feng Xi's.

Feng Xi was a cultivator in the sixth grade of the God-King realm while Yang Mingyuan was in the third grade of the same realm. The latter could only win the match when red rain fell from the sky, snowflakes flew in the air in June and all kinds of miracles happened! In brief, Yang Mingyuan would absolutely lose the battle!

Now all eyes were on Nangong Li. Then he stood up slowly and glanced around. After a short while, he raised his hand and said calmly, "Start!"

The atmosphere in the square got animated right away after he uttered that word!

"Boom!"

In the arena, Yang Mingyuan was the one who launched the first attack. With light blue spiritual energy bursting out from his body, he rushed to Feng Xi like a flash, his shadow on the ground getting vaguer and vaguer.

His twisted face got even gloomier than before when being enveloped by the blue spiritual energy and his bloody red eyes showed a murderous intention. At this very moment, he had already maximized his potential as a cultivator in the third grade of the God-King realm and moved a dozen meters in a second.

The audience outside the arena could only see the vague figure stabbing at the boy with a dagger which gave off cold light three meters away from him.

As everyone broke into a cold sweat for the boy, the boy suddenly disappeared and Yang Mingyuan's dagger only cut the air. Yang Mingyuan, with his pupils, suddenly dilated, felt a strong force attacking him from the side. Then, he paused right away and stood on tiptoe, and jumped up from the ground. Not only had he dodged the fierce punch from the boy, but he seized the chance to stab upward violently...

The boy didn't even raise his head. The light golden film appeared on the surface of his body again as if he had worn invincible armor. Meanwhile, he grabbed the stagger which had stabbed at him with his hand. Then, after they both paused for a second, the boy threw a punch on Yang Mingyuan's face without mercy while the latter could only show an astonished look in his eyes.

With a loud bang, under the gaze of the shocked audience, Yang Mingyuan was sent flying and then fell on the ground heavily. The crashing sound coming out from his bones was extremely clear in the quiet arena.

"Ding..."

With a clinking sound, Yang Mingyuan's stagger which had been picked up by the boy was thrown on the ground by the latter randomly. If one observed the stagger closely, he would find the head of the stagger had already been bent into a weird arc.