Chapter 131: Tian Ji's Horse Racing

After Akatsuki Jin was carried away, the cheers from the human camp gradually subsided, replaced by a heavier atmosphere.

The opening victory of this first match boosted morale, but Akatsuki Jin’s severe injuries foreshadowed the brutality of this arena battle.

“Second match, begin!”

The voice of cosmic law resonated once more across heaven and earth.

From the human camp, a flash of lightning appeared, and Qin Hao’s figure materialized at the center of the Fallen God Platform.

His face was cold and stern, lightning arcs dancing around him, radiating the formidable aura of late King-Hou realm; his gaze, sharp as lightning, swept across the beast camp.

“Qin Clan, Qin Hao! Who dares to fight?!”

His voice rumbled like thunder, brimming with majestic power.

A stir arose in the beast camp.

Clearly, the imperial flame’s might displayed by Akatsuki Jin had made them highly wary of every human prodigy who would now step forward.

After a moment, a dark shadow slowly emerged—a massive beast resembling a wild boar, its entire body encased in thick, earth-yellow stone armor: the Qingyan Beast.

Its tusks jutted outward, nostrils exhaling yellow dust; though its demonic aura reached King-Hou realm, it was clearly just entering this level, far weaker than the previous Huodou.

“Beast side, Qingyan Beast, accepts the challenge!” the Qingyan Beast rumbled, its eyes betraying a faint trace of fear.

“What is this supposed to mean?”

“Are they mocking us?”

Whispers rose from the human camp.

Jiang Xia narrowed his eyes.

“Tian Ji’s Horse Racing?”

The beast side had clearly changed strategy: facing the formidable Qin Hao, they sent a relatively weaker opponent, aiming to exhaust him—or at least avoid further losses among their top prodigies.

After all, the thirteen matches were a long process; preserving top-tier strength was crucial.

Ye Ting’s face darkened: “They’re trading a common King-Hou to eliminate one of our top prodigies!”

Lu Wujiu also frowned: “We’ve been tricked—we’ll need to plan the order of our next fighters carefully!”

Qin Hao clearly saw through their intent. He sneered: “Think Itachi can wear me down? With this stupid pig?”

“Roar! Human, don’t get too arrogant!” The Qingyan Beast, enraged, dug its hooves into the ground and charged forward!

“Rock Collision!”

Its massive body surged forward like a moving mountain, slamming toward Qin Hao!

Its stone armor radiated heavy earth-element spiritual energy, offering exceptional defense.

Facing this powerful charge, Qin Hao’s eyes hardened—he didn’t dodge.

“Thunder Mark—Palm Divine Thunder!”

Lightning coalesced in his palm, instantly forming a thunderball the size of a human head, emitting a piercing electric screech as it blasted toward the Qingyan Beast’s skull!

“Boom!”

The thunderball struck the beast’s forehead with pinpoint accuracy, exploding in blinding lightning!

Yet the Qingyan Beast’s stone defense was astonishing—the explosion only slightly slowed its momentum, leaving its head armor charred but not truly damaged.

“Thick-skinned brute!” Qin Hao raised an eyebrow, using the recoil to drift backward, his hands swiftly forming seals.

“Heavenly Thunder Call!”

“Crack!”

A thick silver lightning bolt materialized midair, like a sword of divine punishment, slashing down onto the Qingyan Beast’s back!

“Roar!”

The Qingyan Beast howled in pain, its back armor split open, yellow blood seeping out; the lightning’s force paralyzed its body.

“Not done yet! Thunder Bind!”

Qin Hao pressed his hands together; countless thin threads of lightning erupted from the air, rapidly coiling around the beast’s limbs and body, attempting to restrain its movement.

The Qingyan Beast struggled violently, unleashing earth-element spiritual energy that shattered many lightning chains, yet some remained wrapped around it, slowing its motions.

“Damn humans! Rock Spike Hell!”

It roared and stomped the ground!

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Dozens of sharp rock spikes erupted from beneath Qin Hao’s feet and all around him, covering a vast area!

Qin Hao moved nimbly, twisting and leaping through the air, his feet flashing with lightning as he narrowly evaded each spike.

Simultaneously, he fired tiny lightning needles from his fingertips, precisely striking the most threatening spikes and shattering them.

“Is that all your tricks?” Qin Hao stabilized himself midair, watching the Qingyan Beast below, its aura growing chaotic from prolonged large-scale spellcasting, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.

“Then let’s end this!”

He drew a deep breath; lightning surged around him once more, his hands clasped before his chest as an even more violent force of thunder began to gather!

“Thunder Art—World Annihilation!”

A thunderball over a meter in diameter rapidly formed in his palm, its surface writhing with electric serpents, radiating a destructive aura!

Sensing the terrifying power within the thunderball, the Qingyan Beast finally showed fear—it tried to flee, but residual Thunder Bind chains and backlash from the rock spikes slowed its movement.

“Go!”

Qin Hao hurled the colossal lightning explosion forward!

The thunderball screamed through space, striking the beast’s thick chest with crushing force as it stared in despair.

“Boom—!!!”

A deafening explosion erupted!

Blinding lightning swallowed the Qingyan Beast’s massive form!

Wild forces of thunder raged uncontrollably, tearing through its stone armor and destroying its life force!

When the lightning faded, the Qingyan Beast lay motionless on the arena, a charred hole gaping in its chest, smoke curling from it—its aura gone.

The second match ended far faster than the first.

Qin Hao, relying on absolute power and a slight elemental advantage, cleanly slaughtered his opponent.

He stood on the arena, breathing lightly; though drained, he bore no injuries.

He cast a cold glance toward the beast camp, then turned and flew back to the human side.

“Second match, human side, Qin Hao, wins!”

The voice of cosmic law announced the result.

The human camp erupted in cheers again—though less fervent than the first match, two consecutive victories undeniably lifted morale.

The beast camp, however, grew even darker. Their plan to exhaust Qin Hao with a weaker fighter had achieved limited success but failed to force out his true strength—and cost them another warrior.

Jiang Xia watched Qin Hao return, silently calculating: on the human side, Akatsuki Jin was severely wounded, but Qin Hao, Du Gu Yun, Cui Jue, Li Jiuyuan, and himself remained combat-ready; Ye Lingxi, Ling Zhantian, and others were no less formidable.

On the beast side, the top-tier mayfly had yet to appear; unknown powerful reserves still lurked.

“Third match, begin!” The voice of cosmic law gave neither side much time to recover, immediately announcing the next bout.

All eyes turned once more to the Fallen God Platform. Every match henceforth would be crucial, determining the ultimate outcome of this struggle over fate and calamity.