Read Novel Full Chapter 3084: Immunity
Chapter 3084: Immunity
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
This time, the overall strength level of both sides in the battle had clearly increased.
To Fang Heng, the fight wasn’t going to be completely boring.
Soon, the score on the field reached 8 to 7, with the Noel Clan slightly ahead.
Then Liao Yun took the field.
Hearing the name, Fang Heng’s heart stirred, and he immediately looked up.
This was the guy the elder told him to watch out for.
Liao Yun had a strong, burly build, his body radiating explosive strength.
The Noel Clan martial artist still on the arena turned visibly more serious the moment Liao Yun appeared.
"Match start!"
It was melee combat versus elemental.
Liao Yun stood still in place.
"Bang!"
A blast of spiritual energy exploded beneath his feet. In the next instant, Liao Yun’s figure shot out, dashing swiftly to the right.
Fang Heng’s pupils suddenly contracted.
That was a martial art technique!
By bursting muscle force and spiritual energy, it achieved explosive speed.
But that burst could only last for an extremely short duration.
For a martial artist, though, that kind of burst was often deadly.
"Ice Bind!"
The Noel Clan martial artist quickly adjusted and used an ice elemental skill, trying to slow Liao Yun’s speed.
Frost immediately condensed beneath Liao Yun’s feet.
"Bang!!!"
With another spiritual energy blast, the frost beneath his feet was instantly shattered.
Whoosh!
Liao Yun’s spiritual energy exploded once again beneath him. His speed made another qualitative leap, and his figure instantly flashed several meters forward, appearing to the right of the Noel Clan martial artist, throwing a punch straight ahead!
"Boom!!!"
The punch landed on the ice barrier, shattering it completely.
Whoosh!
The referee appeared in front of Liao Yun, blocking the follow-up punch.
The referee stared at Liao Yun coldly and said, "You’ve won."
The Noel Clan martial artist saw the ice barrier break apart and quietly shook his head. He cupped his fist at Liao Yun and jumped down from the arena, walking back toward the crowd and spreading his hands helplessly.
"Sorry. I was hoping to drain a bit more of his stamina, but this was all I could manage."
"Don’t say that. You’ve already made him use quite a bit of strength. That move of his can’t be used many times."
Everyone saw it too.
Liao Yun had a natural advantage against elemental types. With a unique martial art technique, unless a single-element user vastly out-leveled him, they wouldn’t be able to beat him.
Meng Hong’s face didn’t show much emotion. He said lightly, "Fang Heng, your turn."
"Yes, Elder."
Fang Heng stood and walked up onto the battlefield.
He had seen it clearly.
That last move was actually spatial science.
The martial arts burst technique "Instant Step" normally had a very short effect duration, but Liao Yun extended the distance by simultaneously using a short-range spatial shift at the moment of execution.
It wasn’t a standard spatial projection. It was an instantaneous enhancement using spatial energy.
It was somewhat similar to the time acceleration effect from "Tree Realm Descent," though overall not as effective.
So, Liao Yun’s strength actually came from a synergy between spatial science and melee combat.
Thinking about this, Fang Heng stepped onto the arena, standing across from Liao Yun.
Liao Yun examined Fang Heng.
A new face.
A newly recruited martial artist from the Noel Clan?
Was he here to drain his stamina, or did he have some ability that countered him?
The referee glanced at Fang Heng, saw he was ready, and announced in a deep voice, "Match start."
"Whoosh!"
What?
Liao Yun’s pupils shrank—he hadn’t even moved yet, but his opponent was already charging at him at high speed.
Such speed!
The guy was clearly a melee-type martial artist as well.
"Bang!!!"
Liao Yun caught Fang Heng closing in at close range and immediately launched a counterattack.
Fight!
Melee-type martial artists—
If you backed off now, your momentum would be suppressed, and you’d start falling behind.
No one would back down!
What?
"Boom!!!!"
The two punched at the same time. Liao Yun’s heart skipped a beat as he felt a massive force crash into him, completely overwhelming him. His right arm instantly went numb.
Whoosh!
Fang Heng swept out his right leg.
"Pa!!"
Liao Yun was kicked into the air by Fang Heng, landing hard outside the arena with a loud thud.
Lost?
Liao Yun quickly got up, opened his mouth, his mind a bit blank.
He could vaguely recall the entire fight.
He lost just like that?
He hadn’t even used his spatial science abilities. He couldn’t even take one punch.
Liao Yun looked up at Fang Heng standing on the stage, his eyes full of shock.
This guy...
Such terrifying power with just one punch!
The gap between them was unbelievably large!
Liao Yun stood, shaking his slowly recovering right arm, and cupped his fist toward Fang Heng.
He didn’t even know how much strength Fang Heng had used. But one thing he knew for sure—if Fang Heng hadn’t held back and had aimed to kill him, he would already be a corpse.
The referee also gave Fang Heng a slightly cautious look.
This kid!
Melee combat was the most dangerous kind of fight—any mistake could mean serious injury or death.
In that last moment, the referee couldn’t even react in time to stop the fight.
Another dangerous name had to be added to the arena’s watch list.
The referee nodded and said, "Red side wins. Next round, prepare."
Both sides’ waiting areas fell silent for a moment.
He won?
No one expected Fang Heng to defeat Liao Yun in just a few seconds.
It looked like total domination.
Even Elder Meng Hong’s eyes revealed a rare flicker of emotion.
Elder Dilan had highly recommended Fang Heng. Meng Hong believed about 70 to 80 percent of it, and figured if Fang Heng could wear down Liao Yun’s stamina, that would already meet expectations.
He hadn’t expected such a big surprise.
That level of strength was definitely high-tier martial artist level.
A barely noticeable smile appeared at the corner of Meng Hong’s lips.
He had picked up a treasure.
Had he known this earlier, he would’ve just sent Fang Heng in from the start. The match would’ve ended with an instant stomp.
Now that Liao Yun, the opponent’s main force, had been eliminated, only one person remained. There probably wouldn’t be much they could do.
The Noel Clan martial artists were stunned for a moment before cheering broke out.
Where the hell did this guy come from, and how was he this strong?
He even crushed Liao Yun?
On the opponent’s side, a heavy pressure descended.
They were originally counting on Liao Yun going 1-vs-3.
Now only one person was left.
And from the looks of it, Fang Heng didn’t even use much energy...
He probably couldn’t be beaten either.
Soon, a short alien walked up onto the stage, cupped his fists at Fang Heng.
The referee gave the alien a warning glance, then announced, "Begin!"
Psychic Pierce!
The alien martial artist already knew he couldn’t beat Fang Heng, so he had a plan before coming up.
Use psychic abilities to cheese a win!
If it worked, great. If not, he’d immediately surrender.
But it had no effect at all!
Crap!
The alien martial artist’s face turned pale.
His psychic attack—spiritual piercing—was like a rock sinking into the sea.
This guy was completely immune!