Chapter 47 Finals Last

Tang San, whose face was marred by ugly scars due to his belief that no one could evade the Tang Clan's techniques, stood up with a determined but unattractive expression.

"Good, good," Tang San grumbled as he glared at Hun Yu. "Even if I die, I won't admit defeat."

From the spectator's platform, Yu Xiaogang shouted to Tang San, his face etched with seriousness, "San'er, just admit defeat!"

Hun Yu turned his head toward the remaining members of the opposing team. Everyone else had been defeated, leaving only Tang San, Oscar, and Ning Ronrong.

On the sidelines, Dai Weisi watched Hun Yu's performance and Dai Mubai's defeat. He couldn't conceal his happiness at seeing Dai Mubai lose. Although he had lost to Dai Mubai earlier, if he could persuade Hun Yu to join his side, his claim to the throne would be secure. He didn't care what he had to offer to win over Hun Yu.

"Zhu ZhuYun, what do you think?" asked Zhu Zhuyun, observing the ongoing battle.

Zhu Zhuyun looked at Hun Yu and replied, "Yes, if you can enlist his support, I doubt your little brother can challenge your authority."

"Do you like him?" Hearing this question, Zhu Zhuyun was taken aback. She turned to Dai Weisi and responded with a serious tone, "No, why would I like him? You are my fiancé."

"Oh."

"Then, from now on, you will like him," Dai Weisi's tone left no room for argument; it was more of an order.

"But!" Zhu Zhuyun tried to protest, but her words were silenced by Dai Weisi's firm response, "No 'buts.' Do as you're told."

Zhu Zhuyun understood what Dai Weisi was attempting. He was using or sacrificing her to win over Hun Yu. Her gaze turned vacant as she stared at the sky.

(a/n Dai Weisi is quite ruthless ;) )

"On the platform, only Hun Yu and Tang San remained. Hun Yu displayed his superior combat skills by effortlessly defeating Ning Rongrong and Oscar with just a single punch each.

As he approached Tang San, With determination, he decided to force Tang San out of the ring.

...

Within a dimly lit giant room, saturated with blood-red energy, a sinister figure sat upon a grand throne. Slowly, he opened his eyes, casting a malevolent glare in a specific direction.

"Who dares to meddle in the grand design of this deity?" he thundered with anger. Then, lowering his gaze towards the ground, he muttered darkly, "Even if Destroy were to notice such a subtle interference, he wouldn't possess the evidence to prove it."

Back in the arena, Hun Yu rushed toward Tang San. However, in the midst of his charge, he sensed an impending threat, prompting him to hastily retreat.

Tang San's countenance had undergone a startling transformation. His once-normal eyes now glowed a haunting shade of red, and his expression appeared as though he were under the influence of some malevolent force.

With uncanny agility and swiftness, Tang San closed the distance between him and Hun Yu. His movements rivaled the speed of a Soul Emperor, leaving the audience in awe.

On the top platform, Bibi Dong's eyes widened in surprise. She remained silent, her attention fixed firmly on the unfolding battle. The other spectators were equally mesmerized, their astonishment palpable.

"What in the world?" Hun Yu muttered, barely evading Tang San's attack, thanks to his heightened senses.

In the shadowy recesses of the spectators' area, Hu Liena, who had been watching the match for an unknown reason, pressed her hand to her chest. Her expression was one of deep concern, and anyone witnessing it would have been consumed by jealousy.

Hun Yu, who had narrowly escaped Tang San's assault, suddenly felt a barrage of attacks converging on him. Unable to evade them all, he suffered grievous injuries and coughed up a mouthful of blood. As Tang San approached him, he whispered words so soft that only Hun Yu could hear, ensuring the others remained oblivious.

"I must put an end to you here, lest you become an insurmountable obstacle to this deity's grand plan," he declared, raising his hand. A red energy enveloped him, and a portion of it flowed into Hun Yu's right hand.

With these words, he thrust his hand toward Hun Yu's chest. The movement was swift, and the enigmatic red energy, if it made contact with Hun Yu, would penetrate directly through his chest.

Hun Yu found himself without any control over the situation. As the hand crashed into his chest, the red energy that had enveloped him dissipated into nothingness. Smoke and dust filled the arena briefly. As the dust settled, everyone's eyes were fixed on Hun Yu. He appeared unharmed, but there was a hole in his shirt over his chest, and within that hole hung an axe-shaped pendant emitting a radiant white energy. An eerie silence fell over the entire arena.

"What?" Tang San stared in astonishment at Hun Yu, who remained unscathed. The enigmatic red energy in the arena was gradually being consumed by the seemingly harmless white energy, which appeared harmless to the bystanders.

Before long, all traces of the red energy had vanished,white energy also turned into nothingness, and Tang San collapsed to the ground.

Hun Yu, still stunned, heard a voice inside his head, "Alright, kid, we need to get out of here. The situation isn't what it seems."

As he listened to the voice, he lost control of his body. He witnessed intense emotions in the battle arena, and his body moved automatically at an astonishing speed. After disappearing from view, he noticed a fissure opening up ahead and sensed many people following him.

His vision darkened as his body automatically entered the rift, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. It resembled a tear in the fabric of space.

The fissure closed on its own, and a man with white hair appeared. He was Sword Douluo. He looked around, puzzled, and inquired, "Where did he go? Wasn't he just here?"

Shortly after, on the platform, Bibi Dong announced, 'Congratulations to the Heaven Duo Imperial Academy for your well-deserved victory.' Excitement filled the air as everyone turned their attention to the triumphant members of the academy, applauding them as they received their rewards. There was only one conspicuous absence in their team - Hun Yu.

Just as everyone was preparing to leave, Bibi Dong's voice rang out again, catching them by surprise. 'Everyone may depart, except for this Girl from Shreak.'her gaze stopped at Xiao Wu.

...

Why has my connection been severed? What has happened to my divine sense?" The man seated upon the throne, enveloped in a crimson aura, contemplated deeply.

"Could this be the work of another god?" he pondered aloud, casting a thoughtful gaze toward the chamber's entrance.

In a hushed tone, he continued, "I should venture forth and investigate. Who possesses such great power and dares to interfere with Shura?

...

Hun Yu slowly regained consciousness and found himself lying in a bed. As he sat up, he reached out and touched the bed, taking in his surroundings. "Is this my home?"

He attempted to move his hand, but to his dismay, there was no response.

"What are these dark lines on my right arm?" He examined his arm using his senses and tried to move it, but it remained utterly motionless. His right arm seemed unresponsive, like a lifeless limb, while his left arm functioned normally.

.......

[Hu Liena]