Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2209: Chapter 2210: Mysterious Youth—Wrath of the True Martial (First Update)

Clang!

As soon as the gong signaling the official start of the competition rang, the assailant lunged at the young boy with a sinister grin.

The speed was as if he was a ghost.

Even the numerous experts present only saw a blur, completely missing how it happened. The assailant had already rushed up to the boy.

The boy was also taken aback because at this moment the distance between him and the assailant was so close that he could even smell the foul stench from the assailant’s mouth.

This caused his hairs to stand on end, and he quickly retreated backward.

But at this moment, the assailant gave a grin.

"Thinking of running now? It’s too late!"

As he spoke, he reached forward, his hand aiming straight for the boy’s neck.

The boy tilted his head to the side, narrowly evading the blow.

But this was just the beginning.

Once he dodged, the assailant’s hands suddenly flipped towards him at a bizarre angle, and the entire arm stretched out like rubber, wrapping toward the boy again.

The boy’s expression changed dramatically, but his reaction was commendably swift.

In a split second, his feet took several steps in a peculiar rhythm, once again barely avoiding the assailant’s attack.

Others didn’t notice anything unusual, only Xue An’s eyes narrowed slightly after seeing the boy’s footwork, then he chuckled lightly, "Mysterious Heavenly Firmament Steps? This gets more and more interesting!"

Right at that moment, the boy gasped for breath and took half a step back, clearly, the dodging had severely exhausted his stamina.

But the assailant laughed eerily, "You’ve got some skills indeed. No wonder that idiot Divine Slaughter died at your hands, but now... it’s the end of everything!"

As the words fell, the assailant suddenly opened his mouth, his tongue shooting out and transforming into a sticky tentacle, curling straight toward the boy.

This time, the boy had no way to retreat because just a short distance behind him was the edge of the ring. If he moved any further back, he risked falling into the bottomless beast pit below, which would certainly spell his demise.

Faced with this attack from the assailant, the boy took a deep breath, stepped back again, and then launched a fierce palm strike forward.

Boom!

A deafening sound followed.

The tentacle was forcibly pushed back, and the assailant also retreated several steps.

But the boy did not gain much advantage, taking three steps back and leaving deep footprints on the hard ring with each step.

Upon stabilizing, the boy’s face showed an uncertain color, clearly indicating injury.

Seeing this, a low murmur spread throughout the crowd.

Those who bet on the assailant’s victory were overjoyed, then started to shout crazily.

"Just as expected, the assailant is unbeatable!"

"Indeed, even if someone wins a round by luck, they can’t be a match for the assailant!"

Amid these shouts, the people who bet on the boy wore grim expressions.

Is the match lost just like this?

At this moment, Yue Qinghuan also asked anxiously, "What should we do? It seems like this boy is going to lose!"

Xue An chuckled softly, "Don’t be hasty in drawing conclusions, just watch!"

While chaos reigned among the audience, on the ring, the boy looked at the assailant with a calm, expressionless gaze.

At present.

The assailant’s hands and tongue had turned into long tentacles, slithering like a giant snake in front of him, but regardless of how they moved, they all aimed directly at the boy.

"Hehe, kid, the mere fact that you lasted one exchange with me is something to boast about!"

"But I’d advise you to surrender now. After all... that’s the only way to lessen your suffering when you die!"

These words, like a demonic sound, drilled into the boy’s ears.

A normal person’s mind would be instantly shaken if slightly unsteady.

But the boy seemed as if he hadn’t heard anything, only staring at him coldly.

"Courting death!" The assailant saw deep contempt in the boy’s eyes, which made him furious and he immediately swung three tentacles towards the boy.

Facing such a fierce attack, many secretly felt nervous for the boy.

Anyone familiar with the slaughterhouse knew of the assailant’s reputation.

It was said he carried the bloodline of a wicked creature, able to transform parts of his body into tentacles, possessing unfathomable power, and he most enjoyed strangling his prey to death and preserving them as specimens for his collection.

Hence, he was called the assailant.

In contrast to the assailant’s infamous reputation, the boy appeared obscure.

Though he just defeated the Divine Slaughter with a single strike, it proved nothing.

After all, on this brutal stage, strength and ruthlessness speak for themselves.

Even Yue Qinghuan couldn’t help but silently clench his fists, rooting for the boy.

Yet suddenly, the boy closed his eyes.

This unexpected move surprised everyone.

What’s going on?

Could it be the boy realized he couldn’t win and gave up resisting?

Before anyone could react, the boy took a deep breath.

This breath was so long and profound, as if his frail body housed a sky-swallowing Giant Python, sucking all the air from the ring in an instant.

Some people nearby felt a gust of wind passing their ears.

Seeing this, Xue An’s eyes brimmed with light, muttering, "Wrath of the True Martial?"

But at this moment, a talisman-like seal suddenly appeared on the boy’s forehead.

Once the talisman appeared, the boy’s fierce momentum plummeted by at least thirty percent.

Despite this, the boy still slowly opened his eyes, which were filled with endless coldness and killing intent.

Even the infamous assailant felt a chill upon seeing that gaze.

He then roared, "Deceitful tricks, die!"

The tentacles whipped toward the boy like long whips at such speed their form was a blur, leaving only an extremely sharp whistling sound.

The consequences of being struck were clear.

Yet just as the tentacles nearly reached the boy, he suddenly reached out and grabbed.

Thud!

One tentacle was snatched in his hand.

Then the boy expressionlessly raised his hand, catching another tentacle.

The entire process was effortless, as natural and simple as breathing.

The assailant was in utter disbelief, "How can it be...?"

He could hardly believe his eyes.

But right then, the boy forcefully swung his arms and threw backward.

The assailant was hurled into the air by the boy, letting out an earth-shattering scream.

"Ahhhh...."