The Domineering King of the Netherworld and His Sweetheart

88. His Long-Lost Son

Translator: Ning LL

“Bam!”

A sound came out from Ming Heiyu’s body all of a sudden, and he even thought that his heart had been expanded countless times.

The audience watched Ming Heiyu being sent flying high and falling on the ground unconsciously. Then the arena fell into silence. Everyone looked at the boy who had no expression on his face, feeling a chill all over…

Yang Mingyuan who was sitting on his seat outside the arena completely went stiff with a terrified look in his eyes because he had just watched Ming Heiyu whose cultivation level was higher than his being knocked out by one punch.

He couldn’t help wonder if he would still be alive if he was the one who had been punched.

At the moment, the only feeling Yang Mingyuan had for Feng Xi was fear. If they fought each other in the arena, Yang Mingyuan wouldn’t stand a chance of winning because he even couldn’t overcome the fear he had for Feng Xi.

“Master, wake up!”

God of Books waved his hand in front of Feng Xi. He was also very surprised that Feng Xi could recognize Ming Heiyu’s movement and make a quick counterattack right away. According to what he knew of Feng Xi, this boy truly made a big achievement just now. However, God of Books was still wondering why his master stayed in the same posture for a long time.

“Nerd, Little Bad Luck, give me a hand, hurry!” Feng Xi’s suddenly said in a weak voice, seeming to be sending a message to his buddies.

God of Books got dazed and blinked his eyes at first with a confused look. Then, he suddenly realized something and his jaw almost dropped. After a long while, he poked the rigid body of his master and said in a doubtful voice,

“Master, did you twist your waist?”

Why would such an absurd thing happen to a boy who was only nineteen?

“You twisted your waist! The second movement of the Nine Rhyme Fists is a bit weird. After I employed it, my body got a bit paralyzed so I couldn’t move right now!”

Feng Xi, with his face completely wrinkled, also felt very helpless. He didn’t want this to happen, but when he saw Ming Heiyu throwing the black spear, he suddenly remembered the trace of the second movement, the Wind Explosion. As he was simulating the trace of that movement, he felt his body having its independent consciousness. At last, his arms and legs followed his mind and he employed the Wind Explosion.

However, perhaps it was because he hadn’t controlled well the energy of the movement that he suffered the paralysis.

Luckily, Ming Heiyu had been badly injured and others didn’t know if he was alive now. If he was still able to fight back, Feng Xi might really be in danger now.

Of course, this was what others were thinking. Feng Xi’s buddies never worried about that.

Not only because Hairless Chicken was there, but also because of the golden light which had appeared and vanished all of a sudden. Due to the existence of the light, the Great Black Explosion that Ming Heiyu employed didn’t harm Feng Xi at all. Therefore, even if Ming Heiyu really struck back, Feng Xi wouldn’t be injured.

Although God of Books had no idea what that golden light was, he could feel the strong aura in that light, which even made him a bit scared. So God of Books assumed that even a powerful strike from the cultivator in the top level of the Exalt God realm wasn’t able to harm Feng Xi a bit.

God and Demon Kingdom was different from the Netherworld. Netherworld was full of powerful cultivators whose cultivation levels were nearly the same and mostly not higher than the God King realm. However, some of the cultivators in the God and Demon Kingdom were in higher realms than the God King, such as the God Sovereign, the Exalt God and the Heaven God.

The cultivators in the latter two realms were very few, but still existed, which also showed how powerful those cultivators were. God of Books assumed that the golden light was able to withstand a powerful strike of the cultivator in the Exalt God because he really had been impressed by the light.

Nevertheless, the audience didn’t have the deep insight and the profound knowledge as God of Books did and they were only focusing on the punch with which Feng Xi kicked Ming Heiyu out of the arena. Although Ming Heiyu hadn’t even summoned his Demon Beast, everyone already acknowledged the strength of Feng Xi since he had managed to stun Ming Heiyu with overly strong power.

Right now, no one dared to look down upon Feng Xi anymore. They even felt that this boy was able to fight for the first place with Carendra.

After they had that thought, some people who had been watching the match even started to bet on Feng Xi winning the first place. However, the odds hadn’t changed too much since the number of the people who bet on Feng Xi couldn’t have a rapid increase in such a short period of time and it was still much smaller than that of the people who bet on Carendra.

Carendra who had watched the battle with an indifferent attitude finally treated Feng Xi seriously with his cold and sharp eyes fixed on Feng Xi’s figure. There was even a faintly nervous look in his eyes.

With the help of God of Books and God of Bad Luck, Feng Xi could finally move his body. Only then did he realize the weirdly quiet atmosphere in the square. When he saw Ming Heiyu who was already in a comma outside the arena, he pondered for a long while and then said awkwardly, “I didn’t mean to do that. How could I know that he was not strong enough to withstand one punch of mine!”

Everyone was speechless.

The boy had just blamed Ming Heiyu who had been knocked out by him for not being powerful enough. It was no different from implying how useless Ming Heiyu was. It was so obvious that no ordinary man could withstand that punch and Ming Heiyu had been hit straightly on the face when he was totally unguarded. No matter how much he could stand up to the pain, he would still be badly injured since he didn’t have a iron body.

“The winner of the first round is Feng Xi!”

Nangong Li stood up from his seat and declared the result calmly. Ever since he knew of the boy’s identity, he was never surprised to see the boy doing anything unexpected. Nangong Li knew that anything which seemed impossible would be possible as long as they were related to King of the Netherworld!

Despite the serious destruction, the match still had to continue. Nangong Li pulled out a lot from the bamboo tube again and took a glance. Then he announced, “The next round, Yang Mingyuan versus Yan Su.”

Those words drew back the attention of the audience who had been in a daze. Some people looked at each other with a tacit understanding that they could watch the fun now. Since they had all witnessed Yang Mingyuan challenging Feng Xi, they couldn’t help getting a bit joyful and all looked at the pale face of the former sneeringly.

Yang Mingyuan was about to stew in his own juice!

Right now, the look on Yang Mingyuan’s face was a bit depressed. Maybe he had been shocked by the battle between Feng Xi and Ming Heiyu. So when Yang Mingyuan was fighting Yan Su, he could only employ random movements in low spirits. If his cultivation level was not much higher than Yan Su’s, he would have already been beaten by the latter. However, according to the situation in the arena, Yang Mingyuan might really lose the battle soon.

Seeing Yang Mingyuan being influenced so much by one battle, the audience were pretty sure that he had already lost the chance of fighting for the first place. Then they started to whisper.

Yang Mingyuan, feeling so humiliated by those disdainful eyes, got his handsome face covered with bloody redness. He flushed with anger and the expression on his face turned even more malicious. Then he looked at Feng Xi who was sitting outside the arena with a menacing look in his eyes, suddenly feeling reluctant to accept the fact!

Suddenly, he sent out an overwhelming aura while staring at his opponent with an insidious look. The latter was on the alert at once, knowing that something had changed in Yang Mingyuan.

Although Yan Su tried very hard to fight back Yang Mingyuan, he was still kicked out of the arena by Yang Mingyuan who suddenly got extremely aggressive.

Yang Mingyuan was the winner, but none of the audience applauded him and they only looked at him with weird looks. Nangong Li’s voice sounded in the quiet square again. When Carendra’s name was called, everyone outside the arena finally stopped focusing on Yang Mingyuan. The man could only stay sullen since he had been forgotten in the corner.

There was nothing unexpected in the battle between Carendra and his competitor. He was perhaps the one who had won most easily since his opponent admitted defeat before they started to fight. Maybe his opponent was really afraid of Carendra and surrendered even before Carendra left his seat.

Feng Xi’s eyes fell upon Carendra who sat not afar from him with an obviously curious expression in his eyes. Then he bent over the arm of the chair with his two canine teeth exposed, saying, “Carendra, right? My name is Feng Xi. You are awesome. I feel you have the same aura as Uncle White does, which is so cold. I wonder which one of you is more powerful.”

Hearing that, his buddies rolled their eyes to Feng Xi at once.

Ignorance was such a terrible thing. Carendra could be considered as a very powerful cultivator in the young generation, but he could not hold a candle to Uncle White at all. Uncle White was much more powerful than Carendra. To be more precise, ten thousand Carendra would still be unable to defeat Uncle White!

Although Feng Xi talked to Carendra forwardly, the latter clearly had no intention to pay attention to him and didn’t open his eyes. Right now, he seemed to be reserving strength and gathering energy with his eyes closed.

“Say something, it’s so boring to stay silent. Carendra, why don’t you speak?” Seeing Carendra still saying nothing, Feng Xi couldn’t help leaning forward and looked at him. Suddenly something occurred to the boy and he asked, “Carendra, what is your last name? Your name sounds a bit weird, this is the first time I know someone who does not have a last name.”

“You are too noisy!” Carendra suddenly cast a chilling glance.

Feng Xi opened his mouth for a long time but couldn’t utter a single word while his buddies tittered beside him. After a while, he peeked at Carendra and muttered, “You and Uncle White must be relatives. Perhaps you are his long-lost son.”

“Whoosh!!” An icy blade suddenly flew by Feng Xi’s ear.