1537 I’m an Idiot! (3)

“Yes.” Wang Teng nodded. “Yuan Hong’s talent is not bad, since he’s able to use a domain in battle.”

“Does this mean Huang Xinghua will lose?” Ji Haochen looked at the young hero.

“No one knows until the last moment,” replied the latter calmly.

“Stubborn as a mule.” Strachey snorted.

Our hero ignored him and looked at Huang Xinghu; the others followed his gaze.

They saw Huang Xinghua’s eyes turning pitch-black. He grasped his battle blade tightly and raised it above his head. Then, he gave a thunderous roar.

Boom!

A terrifying blade glow soared like a shooting star, leaving a trail of brilliance in its wake. The glow expanded as it went higher, filling the sky with dazzling radiance.

The yellow sky seemed to be much smaller than the one seen by the young hero in the legacy vision; however, Huang Xinhua did manage to execute the move.

Prior to the fight, Wang Teng already knew that the latter had a strong grasp of the Huang Heaven Blade; still, he didn’t execute it to full potential in front of the Crown Prince.

Everyone thought he had tried his best but Wang Teng knew it wasn’t so.

Yuan Hong was basically on par with him, so he had a higher chance of winning this time.

After all, it was a divine level technique!

“What’s that?” Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this move. No one expected Huang Xinghua to release such a frightening move.

Strachey’s expression changed.

Yuan Hong’s pupils shrank. He knew he couldn’t wait anymore so he swung his ax down. A sharp glow shot towards his opponent.

Boom!

Huang Xinghua’s gaze turned sharp. His blade came slamming down; the yellow sky reflected the move, as sharp as the weapon.

Their attacks collided in mid-air, filling up half the horizon. The majestic scene made people’s jaws drop.

Boom!

Crack!

The ax glow showed fissures and started to collapse.

The blade attack managed to destroy the ax move and continued on its way towards Yuan Hong.

A hint of disbelief appeared on the latter’s face.

His opponent’s skill gave him the same feeling caused by Su Jianchen’s sword glow.

Boom!

After an earth-shattering boom, Yuan Hong was thrown backward. There was a grievous wound on his chest, forming a cross with the other sword wound Su Jianchen had given him. Fresh blood splattered out.

Yuan Hong lost!

There was a moment of eerie silence.

“Huang Xinghua… won?”

“Wait, Yuan Hong lost?!”

“Huang Xinghua’s blade attack was extremely powerful. What battle technique was that?”

“I have never seen such a strong blade attack.”

“It’s at least an eternal stage move. It couldn’t have released that power if it wasn’t.”

“Gasp… an eternal stage technique? Huang Xinghua is amazing, to actually execute it.”

“If that’s truly an eternal stage technique, Yuan Hong lost for a good reason.”

…

Many comments popped up on the live chat platform.

Huang Xinghua’s victory was a surprise to many.

The majority felt that Yuan Hong was the strongest of the two. And yet, Huang Xinghua won. It was unbelievable.

In the military battle fortress—General Fu Xinglan sized up the young man on screen with interest.

General Fu Xinglan hesitated and asked, “Is that the battle technique of the eternal stage warrior from the Huang family?”

“Yes, I think so. I think it’s called the Huang Soil Blade; quite the low-class name.” General Habakkuk nodded.

“Indeed.” Tang Wuwei nodded in agreement.

You could imagine how bad the name was, since the taciturn general felt compelled to voice his opinion.

If Wang Teng ever learned that the Huangs’ former powerhouse had named the Huang Heaven Blade as the Huang Soil Blade, he would probably give the elder a thumbs up.

Who on earth would come up with such a name?!

However, using a low-class name to protect a divine-level technique was a good idea.

“So?” Wang Teng turned to look at Strachey.

The latter’s expression changed multiple times, as if having just stepped on dog poop. Wasn’t that shooting himself in the foot? Downright humiliating.

The Second Prince and the others stared at the fellow, trying their best to control their laughter.

He was one of the Parkers, so they had to give him some face. They wouldn’t laugh unless they couldn’t control themselves.

“Go ahead. Everyone’s watching,” Wang Teng urged.

Strachey’s face turned as black as ink. In the end, he stood up and moved closer to the platform’s edge. Then, he took a deep breath, took off his clothes to reveal his muscular body, and shouted, “I’m an idiot!”

His voice echoed far and wide…

The audience was confused. They looked at him weirdly.

As for the Furious Flaming Universe Lord, he was bewildered by this.

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