The Domineering King of the Netherworld and His Sweetheart

91. The Final Match

In the blazing sunlight, the crowd burst into cheers.

Everyone was extremely excited because of the two people standing in the arena. Although the field had already been severely damaged, it still didn't matter because the powerful cultivator was able to fight in the canyon as though walking upon the flat ground.

As time went by, the highly-anticipated final match finally started.

Today the boy was wearing a milky white robe, the delicate silk tread and the buttons of which showed clearly that he was not from an ordinary family. Judging from the adorable look on his face, he seemed not to have been influenced by the tense atmosphere. With his too canine teeth exposed, he looked just like an innocent kid.

If he wasn't standing in the arena right now and about to fight the famous Carendra, no one would believe that he was a cultivator whose power was on the same level as the latter.

In contrast to him, Carendra who was in black looked more like the King of the Night with cold air sent out from all over his body, seeming extremely dangerous. With his God-like gorgeous eyes looked icy cold and there was a frown on his face the whole time. He stood there like a sharp blade that gave off a cold light.

One was cold and the other was fiery-hot. They were born to be enemies!

No one knew if they would end up in shaking hands or having intense hatred for each other.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Nangong Li stood up slowly. The serious look on his face suggested that he also attached great importance to the final match.

Only the one who was stronger would win!

"The final match, start!"

As Nangong Li swung his arm hard, the great momentum coming out from the two cultivators shot up to the sky like the roar of the tiger which rushed out of the cage. The wave which was stirred up by them surged through the whole area, and the audience only felt a strong wind blow by their faces, making their skin a bit hurt. Lots of them stared at the two cultivators in the arena with astonished looks in their eyes.

"Damn it, they are both in the sixth grade of the God King realm. Even Ming Heiyu, the most talented cultivator we know in the Netherworld, is no match for them! They are real geniuses!" Someone couldn't help but swallow.

After he said that, many people in the crowd echoed with him at once since they were all shocked by the power of Feng Xi and Carendra. The two cultivators both seemed to be in their twenties. However, the people there already admitted that the two young cultivators were more talented than Ming Heiyu, no matter which cultivation level the latter was in right now.

It could be imagined that the two young cultivators would be famous all over the Rest Night City, even the whole Netherworld when the sun rose tomorrow.

"I can't believe Carendra is in the sixth grade of the God King realm, it seems that he has hidden his true strength before. But the boy is the scariest one. Yesterday he was clearly in the first grade of the God King realm and it only took him one day to reach the sixth grade. His cultivating speed is even faster than the shooting stars!"

Said an elder on the judge seating who was staring at the boy with a shocked look. Yesterday the elder was the judge of the elimination match and the turn-based match on the No. 10 Arena, so he had witnessed the boy's power. However, after one day only, the boy had reached the sixth grade of the God King realm from the first grade. If the elder hadn't witnessed it by himself, he would never believe it!

"It is not a matter of believing, sometimes things are always out of your expectation."

Nangong Li's aged voice sounded firm. Now he was staring at the boy in the arena with his sharp eyes. Suddenly, the King's figure appeared in his mind. Then he showed a respectful look in his eyes.