Panlong: From being hunted by the Four Divine Beasts

Chapter 12: Duel, Palace Master Alfred
"Master, Electra was killed by Ryan." Hobbes carefully glanced at the master's face and said it again with gritted teeth.

boom!
The purple divine power emitted a wave, and the stone table engraved with patterns was instantly turned into powder. Alfred stood up as if he didn't notice anything.

"Good, very good!" Alfred's tone instantly rose a few degrees, and a flash of lightning flashed between his brows. He hadn't felt angry for a long time.

After a moment's silence, Alfred exhaled and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me the details of the situation and give me a snapshot of the battle."

"Sir, this is a battle shadow. Ryan..."

Hobbes quickly took out the crystal shadow from the space ring, handed it to Alfred, and began to report the battle situation.

Alfred did not continue speaking, but just listened to the butler's report and injected his spiritual consciousness into the shadow, carefully watching the entire battle without missing any details.

When Alfred saw the white silk network that Ryan used at the last moment of the battle arena, he was slightly surprised for a moment, but then he regained his composure: "You go down first."

"Yes, sir, Hobbes will take his leave." Upon hearing this, the white-haired butler Hobbes breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the courtyard.

"To be able to utilize the Mystic Element of Water to this extent, he can truly be called a genius. His strength appears to be much stronger than 20 million years ago, and he's probably not much weaker than Purple Blood. No wonder he dares to challenge me. However, he's too naive and arrogant. What a pity."

Alfred shook his head, clenched his fists, and sentenced Ryan to death in his heart.

Even in his eyes, Ryan was a rare genius that could only be seen once in billions of years. He was very happy to recruit such a person. But unfortunately, if Ryan killed Electra, he would have to die, because Electra represented him and the face of him as the Lord of Liang'an Mansion.

Alfred put away the floating shadow, thought for a moment, moved his body, and suddenly disappeared from the courtyard.

……

In the blink of an eye, three days passed and Ryan's battle came to the last day.

"Ryan! Ryan! Ryan!"

As soon as the tenth day of battle began, the earth-shaking sound began to spread, louder than the previous few days, because everyone knew that today, a new invincible strongman would be born before their eyes.

Ryan walked slowly to the center of the battle arena, looking at the passage calmly, quietly waiting for his opponent to appear.

After a while, a middle-aged man with red hair and a green robe walked into the venue. He looked at Ryan respectfully, and then his voice resounded throughout the venue:

"I surrender!"

After saying these three words, the middle-aged man bowed slightly to Ryan and said in a somewhat flattering tone:

"Lord Ryan, I know I am no match for you, so I won't waste your time. I came here to participate in the fighting arena originally to hone myself by fighting with the strong, but after seeing your fight, I clearly realized my own weakness. I will go back to seclusion and will not come out again in 100 million years." After the middle-aged man in the green robe said this, he quickly left the fighting arena, as if he was afraid that Ryan would hit him casually.

Ryan was stunned for a moment, then felt a little amused, but he could understand. In fact, after his battle with Electra, a hundred victories was already a certain result. The battles in the next few days were, in a sense, just to make up the numbers, and it was not surprising for the other party to admit defeat.

As the second and third challengers appeared one after another, they all chose to admit defeat without exception. Today's ten consecutive victories were achieved almost in a moment, and it seemed to have no value at all.

However, none of the millions of spectators in the auditorium objected to this. Now, they only cared about one thing, that is, whether Ryan would challenge the Lord of the Mansion as he said.

As for Emmanuel, who had originally considered taking the stage, he decided not to come after Electra's death. Although he didn't think Ryan would dare to kill him, it would be embarrassing if he couldn't beat him. As for the looks of some tribesmen who saw that he didn't dare to take the stage, Emmanuel could only keep a gloomy face and remain silent.

"Shh!"

A young man wearing a green robe from the Bifu Army quickly landed on the battle stage and walked towards Ryan with a smile. He then respectfully took out a space ring and handed it to Ryan, asking:
"Lord Ryan, congratulations on achieving the 100th victory in the Liang'an City Battle Arena. This is your reward: 10 billion inkstones. At the same time, you have earned the qualification to challenge the Lord of the Mansion. You can challenge the Lord of the Mansion within 10,000 years. Do you want to challenge the Lord of the Mansion now?"

As soon as the words fell, all eyes were immediately fixed on Ryan. Everyone was waiting for Ryan's answer. Although Ryan had said that he came to challenge the Lord of the Mansion when he fought with Electra, it was not a formal challenge after all. It was not too late to regret it now.

Facing the gazes of those around him, Ryan acted calmly and said calmly, "I still say the same thing. My goal this time is to challenge the Palace Master. Therefore, I, Ryan, am here and now to formally challenge the Palace Master Liang An!"

Although Ryan's voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone present. At this moment, everyone's heart was filled with excitement. It was so exciting that such a grand event as challenging the Lord of the Mansion could happen before their eyes.

"In that case, I accept your challenge."

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the audience. The originally whispering place suddenly became silent, and everyone looked towards the source of the voice in surprise.

"Shu~"

A blurry figure originally sitting in the audience suddenly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye appeared in the center of the fighting arena, and the face hidden in the fog revealed its true appearance.

This was a middle-aged man with purple hair and a purple robe. There was a flash of lightning in his eyes, and his long hair was flowing in the wind. Every strand of hair revealed lightning, and his deep eyes fell on Ryan.

"Master...Master?" The soldier standing next to Ryan was stunned. He had once had the honor of seeing the Master from afar, so he recognized the Master's identity at a glance. However, he had never been in such close contact with him, and his body froze for a moment.

"Is this the Lord of Liang'an, Alfred?" Ryan thought secretly in his heart, his eyes met Alfred's gaze, and he began to look at Alfred, without concealing his fighting spirit at all.

While Ryan was sizing up Alfred, Alfred was also sizing up Ryan. The two just stared at each other. Alfred snorted inwardly at the fighting spirit in Ryan's eyes, then slowly spoke:
"Ten days later, the battle will be decided on the Pulebu Plain outside Liang'an City."

After he finished speaking, Alfred's figure blurred for a moment and then disappeared. No one present saw how he disappeared except Ryan who was close by.

(End of this chapter)