Chapter 93: Live Streaming: The Deep Sea King Challenge! Unexpected Turn
What does Master Zhong mean?
He asked directly.
“Master Zhong means he wants to see if you’re interested in the Deep Sea King—if you are, he won’t interfere.”
“If you’re not interested in the Deep Sea King, then he’ll handle it later.”
“But it’ll be a bit later.”
Su Mengyao also conveyed Master Zhong’s meaning to Ye Xuan, though Master Zhong’s exact words weren’t these—she simplified them.
“Later? Why?”
Ye Xuan frowned slightly. He could understand Master Zhong handing the Deep Sea King over to him, since he was a member of Great Xia; but if he had no interest, what did it mean that Master Zhong would act later?
To see if Bibo City hides any strong enough to defeat the Deep Sea King?
“Uh, just open any live-streaming app and you’ll see.”
Su Mengyao didn’t know how to explain, so she simply told Ye Xuan to open a live-streaming app.
Hearing her words, Ye Xuan seemed to realize something, his expression turning strange as he opened a popular live-streaming platform.
Sure enough, the homepage feed was flooded with similar headlines:
【LIVE STREAMING! One Punch Man vs. Deep Sea King!】
【Ghost Peak Monster Deep Sea King Challenge! Who Will End Its Winning Streak?】
【Bibo City Power User Gauntlet! Deep Sea King: Not a Single Competent Fighter!】
Ye Xuan’s lips twitched slightly.
Wait, is this really something humans would do?
The Deep Sea King said any human strongman could challenge him to make humanity submit willingly—and you believed him? What if he suddenly changes his mind and kills everyone?
Instead of fleeing immediately, you’re here live-streaming? Do you really treat life and death as irrelevant?
He casually opened a live stream, and instantly the host’s excited commentary rang out:
“Brothers, see that? The thirtieth! This is already the thirtieth power user defeated by the Deep Sea King!”
“Does Bibo City really have no stronger fighters?”
“I don’t believe it! I’m sure our viewers don’t believe it either!”
“Where is our Bibo City’s champion? Stop hiding—now is the time to show your strength!”
“Wait, brothers, look! The thirty-first challenger has entered! The thirty-first challenger has entered!”
“Let’s cheer for him!”
“Our Bibo City power users have no cowards!”
“.”
Ye Xuan expressionlessly exited and opened another live stream.
“Does the Deep Sea King have a Dragon Rank? No! Brothers, it doesn’t!”
“Ghost Peak is its limit! Even with rain and ocean boosts, it’s only infinitesimally close to Dragon Rank!”
The host in the video swore confidently as he analyzed.
“What? You want the host to go fight? You’re trying to get him killed!”
“But even if the host dies, the Deep Sea King is still Ghost Peak—it won’t reach Dragon Rank!”
“Still, we might call it half-step Dragon Rank.”
“.”
Ye Xuan quietly turned off his phone, momentarily at a loss for words.
“Now you understand why Master Zhong isn’t acting.”
“So many live streams are open, and challengers have already reached thirty-one; at a moment like this, showcasing humanity’s unyielding spirit against a powerful foe, anyone would hesitate to intervene.”
“Besides, Master Zhong is already in Bibo City—even if the Deep Sea King changes his mind, it won’t cause any real damage.”
“So, you get it.”
Su Mengyao shrugged.
With so many live streams, such massive attention, and this scene of humanity refusing to bow before a powerful foe—let alone Master Zhong, even the entire Great Xia upper echelon would wish this moment lasted as long as possible, ideally forever.
The Bibo City elite were even more so.
Intervene?
Unless no more power users are willing to challenge, or the Deep Sea King withdraws, Master Zhong will never act.
Even Su Mengyao suspected that even if the Deep Sea King changed his mind, Master Zhong would forcibly keep this “tournament” going.
“So, are you going?”
Su Mengyao asked Ye Xuan again.
“I’ll go take a look.”
Ye Xuan rubbed his temples, his tone tinged with strangeness.
A crisis concerning the city’s survival—dimensional creature invasion—was unfolding in this absurd manner. He didn’t know what to say.
But
A faint, almost imperceptible smile curled at Ye Xuan’s lips. In a way, this seemed oddly interesting—far more compelling than a straightforward dimensional invasion ending in war and death. This darkly humorous twist made the aftermath all the more intriguing.
He hung up the phone, used the Emperor Seal Spell to manifest the Emperor Armor, summoned the Emperor Steed. A streak of golden light flashed—and Ye Xuan vanished from his spot.
“BOOM—!!!”
The Deep Sea King’s slate-gray fist slammed into the power user’s abdomen. The terrifying impact sent the man flying like a ragdoll, crashing into a distant wall, water spraying as he collapsed, unconscious.
“If this is your best, there’s no point continuing.”
“Pity—this world has no Sea People. Those creatures you call mutated sea beasts? Their intelligence doesn’t even match yours.”
“Otherwise, I wouldn’t have to do such a boring thing.”
The Deep Sea King spoke calmly. After entering the city, it hadn’t even introduced itself before someone saw it and precisely called it “Deep Sea King,” as if recognizing some incomprehensible entity.
It had assumed its fame had spread so far that humans knew of its existence—but after asking, the answer was something it couldn’t accept.
A completely different world. A character created by fiction.
Hmph.
Never expected something like this to happen.
Originally, its goal was to conquer the land and force all humans to kneel beneath the Sea People—or wipe them out entirely. But this world had no Sea People. The creatures it had taken as followers, only to be killed by human weapons, were merely mutated sea beasts—not Sea People—and their intelligence fell far short of humans’.
So it changed its plan.
Since this world had no Sea People, and no other race matched human intelligence, it would conquer humanity instead.
Use human strength to help it better understand this world—and eventually unify it.
Absolute power was why it dared to do this.
It never asked whether any human could defeat it. There was no need.
Even across different worlds, humans were still humans.
How could mere humans possibly stand against the Lord of the Deep?
Live-streaming drones hovered low, broadcasting this scene live across the net. Comments flooded the screen. Those preparing to challenge now hesitated.
Their strength surpassed ordinary power users, but they were still vastly inferior to the Deep Sea King.
They challenged only out of stubborn pride.
Knowing the Deep Sea King was stronger, they still dared to fight.
But as more and more challengers were flung away, their resolve weakened. Without that inner fire, they began to hesitate.
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