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Chapter 232 The Battle of the Beast King! Salvation!

Having connections is really great.

Ye Mingqiu felt a surge of emotion.

The [God] characteristic of the [Lord of Light and Shadow] cannot be used casually. Under these circumstances, it will be much more difficult for Ye Mingqiu to kill a third-tier powerhouse. Moreover, the other party in the arena probably has a powerful background.

Anyone who can open an arena in the dark world must have a powerful backer. Anyone who blindly rushes in will inevitably run into trouble.

In addition, although Tang Ruobing's family background is also quite good, it is obviously not applicable at this moment.

The dream weaver's dream has just ended and is currently in a sensitive period. Taking action during this sensitive period may bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.

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Beside him, Young Master Lu secretly observed Ye Mingqiu's changing expression, a terrifying suspicion gradually forming in his mind. Perhaps, the Divine Lord's strength was greater than he imagined, far exceeding everyone's expectations.

Within the Heavenly Ladder rankings, he possessed an extremely terrifying transformation skill, and it seemed he could transform continuously in a short period of time, greatly enhancing his strength. Furthermore, he primarily trained with spears, rather than bare hands.

When he killed a Tier 2 Level 9 Assassin hero with a single punch, he didn't transform, and he didn't even use his weapon. This means that he may not have used his full strength at that time. If he had used his full strength, he might have been able to directly fight against a Tier 3 Hero-level powerhouse.

After all, the tone of his question suggested that was the meaning behind it.

really scary!
On the other side of the arena, a psionicist clad in heavy armor and wielding a giant axe strode into the arena. The burly man was in excellent spirits, and his equipment was of high quality, clearly well-maintained, a stark contrast to the old beast king.

"These beasts!"

Young Master Lu couldn't help but curse, "The opponent is a Tier 2 Level 3 Heroic Psionicist with excellent equipment. The Beast King is only Tier 1 Level 7, and his mental state is obviously not good. His weapon has not been maintained, and his equipment has been taken away. Is there any chance of fighting him?"

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Ye Mingqiu remained silent, looking down at the battle below the stage. His gaze gradually turned dangerous, but he didn't feel anxious because he was confident that he could save the old beast king at any time.

As for what follows
Once he throws out the Eye of Omargon, there's a high chance no one will dare to stop him.

After all, not everyone has such terrifying resistance to abnormal statuses. More importantly, this equipment is a top-tier, curse-type item with a growth potential, featuring automatic pickup, automatic binding, automatic equipping, and automatic triggering of its effects.

Then the host died, and without prior preparation, no one else could help.

Even for a strong person, dealing with this is quite troublesome. This thing is automatically bound, so you have to kill the person who bound it. As for unbinding, the process is extremely troublesome. Moreover, since this equipment is automatically bound, you have to be prepared to prevent binding. It's easier to just kill it directly.

The Eye of Omargun was at its strongest not when Ye Mingqiu equipped it, but when Ye Mingqiu discarded it.

Even a Tier 3 powerhouse wouldn't die from this, but this thing automatically binds, equips, and triggers negative effects, taking up a ring slot and applying a bunch of negative effects. Plus, it has continuous resistance reduction, making even a Tier 3 hero shudder.

It's important to know that after it grows up, it can even corrode and break through the defenses of a level 10 god with all attributes maxed out. Its strength is completely different from before.

"The war is on!"

As the battle bells rang, the burly psionic warrior clad in heavy armor charged forward fearlessly, his body radiating a pale purple energy, as if he were using some kind of skill.

It's unrestricted combat within the arena. After all, orc warriors have high base stats but low skill strength. Combat methods that restrict skills are more suited to orcs, and the arena obviously won't give the old orc king such a good opportunity.

"when!!"

A crisp clang rang out as the old beast king's greatsword clashed with his giant axe. However, his strength was clearly inferior to his opponent's, so he used skillful force to deflect the attack, wielding his greatsword as he fought and retreated, his deep eyes gleaming with a cold light.

After several exchanges, the old beast king quickly fell into a disadvantageous position and was forced to retreat step by step, but even so, he was still not seriously injured.

"Damn it! The base stats are way too bad!"

Young Master Lu cursed inwardly.

"No, it's a problem with the weapons."

Ye Mingqiu narrowed his eyes and continued, "His combat skills are clearly superior to his opponent's, but he cannot fully express them because his weapon's durability has been greatly reduced. If he adopts an aggressive fighting style, his weapon will face the risk of shattering at any time."

"This kind of invisible restriction is much more disgusting than direct attribute suppression. If he had a weapon with infinite durability, he would be fine. That greatsword is too weak."

"Unlimited durability? You really dare to dream. How could a weapon of that level possibly exist?" Young Master Lu replied with a strange expression.

"exist."

Ye Mingqiu gave a simple answer, but did not explain anything further.

His Blood Spear has infinite durability. Although its apparent durability is limited, it can actually increase its durability infinitely by absorbing various types of blood in battle. It doesn't even matter if the weapon breaks or shatters; it can be reassembled simply by putting them together.

The god of day had shattered his blood spear before, and Hephaestus, the god of fire, had also melted it, but neither had done anything to him.

This is the truly effective weapon!

"Is this all you can do?"

The psionicist wielding a battle axe scoffed, a disdainful smile on his face, and said, "I thought you were strong enough to warrant my attention. I wonder how those second-tier cultivators died before. Maybe they were all just weaklings."

The old beast king remained silent, merely brandishing his greatsword and using his exceptional skill to dodge.

Although this psionicist appeared mocking, he was extremely cautious in actual combat. He wielded his battle axe very carefully, never revealing any weaknesses, and was not in a hurry to win, but rather slowly wore the opponent down.

He knew that the opponent's weapon was running out of durability, so there was no need to rush.

In such a fierce battle, the opponent's mentality will inevitably be affected, and all he has to do is amplify that effect.

but
This doesn't seem to be of much use.

"when!"

Another clash of weapons rang out, and the old beast king's greatsword was clearly chipped in half. Although the crack was small, the two combatants were very observant and could easily notice it immediately.

'Good opportunity!'
The psionicist's eyes gleamed, and his offensive became increasingly fierce and targeted, yet his movements remained small and cautious.

But
Suddenly, a mysterious and unknown force pulled his battle axe away. A look of panic appeared in the psionicist's eyes. He knew that it was the power of momentum. Only a strong person who had mastered the skills to the extreme could control momentum.

Although he appeared panicked and his actions showed some slight flaws, he had actually anticipated all of this and had prepared a response in advance.

"prick!"

The old beast king thrust out his sword, the blade blocking the side of the battle axe and pushing the opponent back a few steps. Then he quickly stepped forward and swung his greatsword with all his might, the cold, sharp blade light falling in an instant.

The battle axe resisted again, but the force of the blow made the psionicist frown. He could sense that the force of the chop was not very strong.

Immediately afterwards, the greatsword moved nimbly, slashing at him from the side, seemingly as a feint.

The psionicist resisted again.

"when!!"

A shocking sound rang out, and the psionicist's arm went numb instantly from the sword strike, even his heavy armor seemed to crack.

'Is this seamless switching between light and heavy swords?'
'How come Old Deng's skills are so good?'
Although he was shocked, the psionicist was clearly well-prepared. However, when he was making preparations, he probably didn't think that his previous plan would actually come in handy.

He gently tapped the second ring, and then a white light gradually flickered, as if he had activated some kind of ability.

Immediately afterwards, a bright smile reappeared on his face, and he became calm again in the battle with the old beast king, able to handle both light and heavy swords, only feeling a little uncomfortable being pulled along by the overall situation.

This is a bit troublesome.
The old beast king's gaze shifted slightly, but he continued to fight calmly, and the way he wielded the greatsword changed once again.

He assumed an attack stance, the momentum of which was very strong, but the actual speed of his swing was not fast. This made it easy for the psionicist to be deceived by the momentum. Sometimes the momentum seemed ordinary, but the sword he swung was heavy and fast.

Speed, momentum, and power—these three elements combined in a strange and wonderful way in the hands of the old beast king. His attacks were sometimes slow and sometimes fast, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and the overall momentum he displayed was even more unpredictable and bizarre. Sometimes it matched the intensity of the sword swing, and sometimes it did not, making it impossible to tell how he would make his next move.

Yes! That's it!
'That's the feeling!'
Ye Mingqiu's eyes revealed an eager light. When he fought the old beast king before, the old beast king had used the fast and slow sword techniques and also used the momentum technique. However, since it was just a sparring match, and a teaching-style sparring match at that time, the old beast king actually held back a lot.

To be honest, Ye Mingqiu has seen many strong opponents along the way, but in his mind, the one with the strongest skills has always been the old Beast King. This guy gives him the feeling of being unfathomable, and he can never see through what he is hiding.

That old guy is terrifyingly strong!
His base stats are already very high among overlords of the same level. Apart from those super-powerful ones with the [God] trait, almost no other overlord can compare to him. Coupled with his terrifying skills, even overlords with the God trait might not be able to defeat him.

"when!!"

The old beast king drew his sword again, clearing an opening with one strike and kicking out a weakness with another. Then, the greatsword descended from the sky, as if it would shatter the psychic's brain in the next moment.

But just as his greatsword was about to fall, the chains binding him emitted a dark light, tightly binding the old beast king's body. "Whoosh~"

The psionicist was startled. He slowly got up from the ground, looked at the old beast king who was bound and unable to move, spat casually, and said, "Damn old thing, why isn't he dead yet?"

The old beast king stared at him, his cold and powerful aura undiminished. Just by looking at him, he could feel as if his life was being threatened.

"What are you arrogant about!"

The psionicist kicked the old beast king hard, and the old beast king immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, a smile appeared on his face.

On the referee's bench
Ye Mingqiu grabbed the referee by the collar with one hand, dangling him in mid-air, and asked, "Now that the battle is over, what I do has nothing to do with the arena, right? I want to settle some personal grudges. Will the arena officials stop me?"

"No it won't."

The referee's voice trembled with fear. He felt as if his throat would be crushed at any moment. The aura emanating from the other party was terrifying, and he dared not disobey.

"Oh."

Ye Mingqiu casually tossed the person aside and then jumped directly from the audience, making a huge splash.

The psionicist not far away frowned slightly, stopped beating the old beast king while stepping on its body, and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

"boom!"

Ye Mingqiu stomped on the ground, unleashing terrifying power in an instant, transforming into a blurry afterimage almost invisible to the naked eye.

By the time everyone could see clearly, the second terrifying roar had already sounded.

At the edge of the arena, a brilliant crimson firework burst forth. Ye Mingqiu slammed the psionicist's body against the wall, the terrifying impact shattering his armor and the arena wall, even crushing his flesh into scattered pieces of minced meat.

Vibrant flowers bloomed on the wall, and crimson blood dripped down. The audience in the arena was silent at first, then erupted into a roar like a tsunami. They seemed to be celebrating some spectacular top-notch performance, without any fear or apprehension.

In the arena of the dark world, the one-sided restraint and the lack of life-and-death battles make many people feel uncomfortable; what they want to see is this kind of life-and-death struggle.

Although this is not a competition, just being able to see it is quite valuable to them, and they welcome this kind of battle.

More importantly, Ye Mingqiu's fighting style is an extremely simple form of overwhelming power. This kind of overwhelming power is the most visually appealing and exciting, and it's much more entertaining than skill-based fighting styles.

"Avengers killing".

Ye Mingqiu left behind two words, without even glancing at the old beast king, and decisively departed.

Although he wanted to save the person, taking action in front of so many people might not be the best option. Chen Ran had already agreed to help get the person out, and adding unnecessary complications at this time would obviously be very unwise.

The old beast king watched his retreating figure, a look of doubt in his deep eyes. Then, he continued coughing up blood, and as he coughed, he began to laugh.

"Do you really have a grudge against him?"

"Have."

"How did he manage to survive until now?"

"A newly formed feud."

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Young Master Lu's expression became quite interesting. Theoretically speaking, Ye Mingqiu did not speak, and he did indeed have a grudge against that psychic. However, the other audience members would most likely not think that way; they would only assume that it was a past feud.

Therefore, they won't directly connect it to the old beast king, so it's not a big problem.

“I want to see him, privately. I have something important to return to him,” Ye Mingqiu said.

"Things? Alright then, I'll see if I can manage it later. But judging from today's situation, the arena officials probably intend to get rid of him, otherwise this wouldn't have happened," Young Master Lu sighed.

What's the next battle?

Let me look at the screen.

Young Master Lu took a closer look, and his expression changed drastically in a short time. He said, "Next up is the Beast King versus Qing Lan, a level 4 second-tier warrior."

"Ugh."

Ye Mingqiu sighed helplessly, gently rubbed his forehead, and asked, "Why don't you just tell me what she looks like? I'll skip the details."

"Is this good?"

"Saving the process is good for everyone. It would be so troublesome if something went wrong after the procedure. Just thinking about it makes me feel disgusted."

"Uh"

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation gradually appeared on Ye Mingqiu's body, and an invisible veil gently caressed his face, seemingly conveying some kind of information in secret.

A smile gradually spread across his face as he muttered to himself, "I did forget something. I was probably a little tipsy. How stupid of me."

Then, Ye Mingqiu left his seat, turned to the two of them and said, "I'm going to the restroom."

Young Master Lu looked at his back with a puzzled expression, feeling that he was about to do something big, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

Meanwhile, Tang Ruobing, on the other side, couldn't help but smile.

In some hidden corner, the power of the Enigma Veil was quietly activated, and Ye Mingqiu's figure seemed to blend completely into the environment, so no one could tell where he was.

This is the power of the Enigma Veil at this moment. Originally, it could only change its appearance, but after it became the outer garment of the Lord of Light and Shadow, accepted faith, and grew by being bathed in divine power for a long time, its strength has undergone a qualitative leap.

Long-term, complete invisibility is also achievable with the Riddle Veil, and its power can even deceive people's senses, going beyond simple optical camouflage.

Even Hephaestus, the god of fire, was tricked by this ability once in battle.

Ye Mingqiu, now invisible, entered the arena and stood at the edge, waiting for both sides to enter. He casually removed the Eye of Omargon, leaned against the wall, and tossed it aside, in case something happened that he didn't want to see.

Then the other party would die suddenly and inexplicably, if anyone wanted to probe this direction.
【Arrogance of the Ancient Gods】: The Eye of Omargon protects you from all detection effects.

After being affected by a detection effect, you can choose whether to cast [Ancient God's Curse] on it. If cast, it will cause an instant death. If the opponent is not killed, a mental corruption effect will be added immediately.

Let's get hit by the instant-death condition first!
The Eye of Omargon is not the same as before. Its instant-death judgment is very strong. Generally, a second-tier psionicist who is not strong enough will most likely be instantly killed. The Eye of Omargon has accumulated enough to meet the conditions for advancement, but it has not advanced.

Because it aims to reach the ultimate, and then to achieve the highest level of advancement when progressing from the first to the second stage, possessing greater and stronger potential for advancement.

Therefore, although it is only a first-tier power, its actual strength is not at the first-tier overlord level.

The battle bell rang again, and the old beast king, whose wounds had not fully healed, was sent back to the arena. The opposing psionicist looked relaxed, with a playful smile in his eyes, as if he was still thinking about how to torture his opponent.

then
[Hint: You have obtained a top-tier item - Eye of Omargon]

what?
Overlord-level equipment?
what's the situation?
WTF? How did I manage to find a top-tier item in the arena? What the heck?

[Note: The Overlord-level equipment - Eye of Omargun - has been automatically bound to you and cannot be escaped.]

"Ok?"

At this moment, he gradually realized that something was wrong. The automatic equipment binding thing looked very strange.

[Note: The Eye of Omargon has been automatically equipped.]

"no."

[Warning: You have been hit with an instant death warning]

[Prompt: Detection failed]

"thump!"

Qinglan lay on the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief; he remained dazed until his death.

(End of this chapter)