Chapter 739: 501 Dragon King’s True Strength_2
A man in his twenties, tall and burly, took the stage.
“So you are the Dragon King, huh? My apologies,” the opponent gestured towards the Dragon King and assumed a posture ready to throw a punch.
The Dragon King said to him, “Please.”
The opponent directly lashed out with his long legs and leaped forward.
Before his leg could near the Dragon King, he felt a pain in his foot, and his entire body, along with his leg, was flung away.
With a thud, the opponent was thrown off the platform, presenting a ghastly scene.
The crowd below could hardly bear to look at the scene and turned their faces away.
The Dragon King had floored the man with less than half a move, showcasing his overpowering strength.
For a moment, everyone felt a chilling shiver run down their spines as if a cold wind had swept over them, instilling fear in their hearts.
Wolfman had anticipated the Dragon King to be strong, but he had not expected that, after so many years, the Dragon King’s abilities seemed even stronger.
The one who had just entered the arena had decent strength normally, but in front of the Dragon King, he wasn’t worth a single move.
Mentally disgracing himself, he signaled another contestant with a glance, hinting for him to take the stage.
The second contestant was even more robust, with eyes as big as oxen’s, extremely fierce.
“Dragon King, right? It’s about strength, isn’t it? Your strength is great, but mine isn’t small either. Today, we’ll have a good match to see who is stronger.”
The Dragon King gestured for him to proceed.
The opponent sneered coldly. This Dragon King really held himself in high regard, considering everyone beneath him.
He made a few gestures as a warm-up before the fight, then chuckled menacingly as he began attacking the Dragon King.
The Dragon King stood in place, eyed the incoming fist and deftly redirected it.
If Xiaofeng were here at this moment, she would surely remark that Acheng must be a master from ancient times, so composed and contemptuous of all.
Before three rounds were up, the Dragon King had disposed of the opponent off the platform in the same manner.
Feifei leaned close to the Dragon King’s ear and whispered softly, “At this rate, winning will be tough. We should devise a plan to bring the Dragon King down.”
The strength the Dragon King was currently displaying truly struck terror into everyone. Without some unconventional tactics, profiting from the Dragon King seemed impossible.
Wolfman’s eyes flickered, “What do you suggest?”
“Sir, let’s give them a ten-minute break. I’ll arrange for someone to bring them some water.”
“Fine, handle it. No matter what, today the Dragon King cannot leave this place victorious,” Wolfman nodded in agreement.
The Dragon King had been a thorn over his head for many years, and today was an opportunity he had to utilize well.
After another loss, a ten-minute break was called.
“Lord Dragon, you are truly formidable, defeating them with just a few moves. You’re incredible,” Feifei said as she swayed over to the Dragon King with a glass of water, “You must be thirsty after so many matches. Come, take a break, have some water.”
As she spoke, Feifei already brought the cup to the Dragon King’s lips.
Feifei’s body was almost pressing against the Dragon King’s front.
“Lord Dragon, after all these years, you remain as mighty as ever. Seeing you makes my heart bloom,” Feifei’s hand rested on his chest, her voice carrying a hint of seduction.
The Dragon King took the cup from her hand, drank in one gulp, and handed back the cup to Feifei, “I don’t quite like the scent on you, it makes me sick.”
What he meant was, “I dislike your scent, stay away from me.”
Feifei’s smile froze momentarily, but she quickly returned to normal, “Sir, you really have a sense of humor.”
Not minding her as a person didn’t matter as long as he drank the water from her hand; once the Dragon King drank her water, he would soon feel its effects.
Saying this, she quietly retreated with the cup.
After a ten-minute rest, the second set of matches began immediately.
The first person in the second round looked somewhat formidable, or at least the Dragon King spent quite some time dealing with him, but eventually, the man was decisively defeated.
When the next contestant came up, the Dragon King clearly couldn’t keep up with his physical strength.
Several times, Xiaofeng had let his opponent gain the upper hand.
The onlookers nearby had certainly noticed.
“Who is this person who can even defeat the Dragon King? It’s truly impressive.”
“Don’t know, it’s also this person’s first time here. Must be someone important, or else they wouldn’t even be here challenging the Dragon King.”
“If things continue this way, I’m afraid the Dragon King won’t be able to hold onto his title of the top master in the Imperial Capital.”
“Hey, in the world of masters, there are no eternal champions. It has always been the case that there is always someone stronger, and the victor is king.”
“Exactly, there’s no eternal master. It seems the Dragon King hasn’t improved over the years, which is why he was surpassed.”
“Got arrogant, thinking that with his immense strength, he could forever hold onto the position of the top master, but little did he know, as you progress, so do others.”
“Looks like there’s going to be a great show today.”
“You guys can also go up and try challenging the Dragon King. If we win, the fame we’d gain would even surpass the Dragon King’s. Aren’t you tempted?”
“We’d rather just watch. Watching the excitement is good enough.”
What a joke, no matter what, the Dragon King is a master among masters. Moreover, just considering how disgraceful those who were recently thrown off the stage looked, and it’s not like they hadn’t seen it.
So, to be safe, it’s better not to go up and embarrass oneself.
At a critical moment, the Dragon King used his Divine Power and successfully threw his opponent off the stage.
But how difficult this round had been for the Dragon King was visible to everyone.
Rather than the one who was thrown off, everyone was more concerned about who would be next.
The next person to go on stage, if just a bit better than the previous one, might be able to defeat the Dragon King and make the Dragon King lose his title.
“Sir, let Ajun go first, and after Ajun, it’s your turn. His skills have already started faltering, by the time it’s your turn, you can easily defeat him.” Feifei looked at the Dragon King on the field who seemed to be waning, something others might not notice, but she certainly did.
Ajun was not Wolfman’s subordinate but was the most formidable among those who had come, so having him fight the Dragon King was sure to deplete the latter’s energy considerably.
“Come on, come on.” As soon as Ajun entered the stage, a kick sent the Dragon King staggering to the edge of the stage, almost rolling off.
The audience who witnessed this was naturally thrilled, erupting in cheers.
As for the Dragon King, everyone had only heard of him and had never dealt with him. If someone could knock the Dragon King off the top spot, they would certainly like to see it.
Masters rotate in position, that’s an eternal truth.
“Beat him, beat him.”
For a moment, the area was filled with cheers, some of them schadenfreude, which was quite grating to the ears.
“It seems the Dragon King’s skill is just so-so, my move knocked him down.” Ajun seemed very smug.
“Brother Jun is powerful.”
“Brother Jun will win.”
The opponents who had just been defeated by the Dragon King, seeing Brother Jun gaining the upper hand so quickly, were very excited and cheered from the sidelines.
The Dragon King stood up, his face expressionless as he looked at his opponent.
Brother Jun, looking smug:” Dragon King, outsiders all talk about how formidable your skill is, but I didn’t expect it to be just so-so.”
The Dragon King’s expression remained unchanged, aloof and cold:” Those are others’ assessments; I have never claimed such myself. Your skill is not bad, but it does not seem like it’s from within the country. You must be from abroad.”
He had a clear understanding of most domestic moves.
The opponent’s moves were fierce, accurate, yet mysteriously not domestic.
“Correct.” The opponent admitted:” We came because of your reputation, yet your skill has disappointed me greatly. I doubt those tales and your title as the top master; they seem utterly baseless.”
The opponent made a thumbs-down gesture.
It was a very disdainful, utterly provocative gesture.