Who's next?
Was this a trick question?
Who would dare be next after seeing how Nero ended his battles?
Those proud sons of heaven had their mouths sealed shut after seeing how miserable Nero's opponents were after they fought. Even those young martial artists from the Kingdoms couldn't summon the courage to go up.
"I'm Evane of the Keon Kingdom, please advice." A martial artist suddenly leaped onto the stage and he seemed to be from the Keon Kingdom. After Nero's daunting challenge was thrown out, no one dared to go up for a quarter of an hour, until now. The Keon Kingdom State Master Hain didn't issue an order for anyone on his side to go up and challenge this monster, but seeing that someone was still willing to challenge him, he had no objections.
Apart from being the opportunity to bring down the influence of the Gandor kingdom, it would also be an opportunity for the young martial artists of his kingdom to grow their martial arts; at least that was the way he saw it. Another reason why he didn't oppose this challenge was that the one that went up wasn't as arrogant and haughty as the ones Nero had demolished. It seemed he came here with the sole reason to exchange moves and learn from Nero.
"Isn't that the strongest young talent of the Keon Kingdom, Evane?"
"I wonder if he has given up on living to have come here to die miserably. And the Keon kingdom State Master doesn't seem to oppose this."
This thought lingered in the minds of everyone at the arena, but Evane didn't mind them. He only came here to witness firsthand the might of the foreigner who dared to challenge the ruling powers. One had to know that in ratings of the Western Earth kingdom, Evane ranked among the top five strongest. His talent could be called exceptional and his combat strength was also formidable. Pursing the path of martial arts, how could he resist exchanging blows with a monster like Nero?
Nero sized up his opponent and slightly shook his head sighing bitterly. If this person was considered strong, then Nero can be considered a heartless bully. It wasn't that Evane wasn't strong enough, but no matter how strong he was, he simply wasn't Nero's match; and Nero was wounded at the moment! If Nero could jump an entire realm to fight when he was wounded, then his full strength when he was at his peak could only be imagined. At this moment, no one at the Divine Sea Realm was his match!
"Do you underestimate my ability?"
Seeing Nero shake his head, Evane didn't quite like it.
"Words are useless at this point. If you have a move to make then do it quickly. And if you can't stop my move then you've lost."
Nero's words might seem arrogant, but if you weren't him you would think so. Everyone knew the limits to their ability, and Evane knew that he might not have a chance to win against Nero, but that didn't matter to him. No matter how badly he would be beaten, it wouldn't be as bad a loss as the Siel family. After giving off the impression that they could easily win this battle, they still not only had to chew their words but bite the sand that followed. Compared to them, he had already saved a lot of face by not acting arrogant; but who would dare be arrogant after seeing how terrifying this fellow was, and there was also the probability that Nero hadn't used up to half his strength.
The elder official once again conducted the usual pleasantries and the match commenced.
"I see you're a fist fighter as well. I have to say that I haven't seen anyone yet best me at hand-to-hand combat. I look forward to fighting you." Evane said with a proud smile on his face.
"If so, then we can only find out in actual combat." Nero indifferently replied. No matter what techniques were used in this battle the outcome was already decided, so Nero didn't bother to say much.
Evane took a fighting stance, the aura of a Mid-Stage Divine Sea Realm martial artist burst forth from him. There was nothing special about this stance, but the momentum it carried was undeniably strong. Nero felt this aura and his brows tilted upwards, this power might be weak compared to his but it was far more formidable than the ones he had initially fought.
With a roar, Evane burst out, the ground cracked under his feet as he trod forward rushing toward Nero, his fist striking out. Nero didn't move from his initial position but instead stayed to welcome the attack. Evane's fist was only a few inches away when Nero suddenly reacted. His hand moved and tightly clasped Evane's incoming fist parrying it to the side and sending a kick directly to his head. Evane's attack was quick but Nero's reaction was quicker.
In that split second, Nero had countered and sent out an attack!
"I yield!" Evane quickly shouted.
To a bystander, this kick might have seemed ordinary. But to Evane who bore the brunt of the attack, he could see the momentum it carried. Nero's kick did indeed carry an insane power that appeared to agitate the air around him. To receive this kick would be the same as sentencing one to Situ's miserable fate. Due to his experience in close combat, Evane could naturally feel the danger within this move; which was why he quickly admitted defeat.
Nero didn't intend to brutalize this fellow as he did with the other ones; at least he wasn't as arrogant as the other ones. Instead, he wanted to display his full strength while pulling back right before his kick would make contact. Nero's leg was only a few inches to impact its target, but it was suddenly suspended. The deathly air around it fiercely slapped Evane's face, leaving him frightened but relieved. Frightened that this attack was actually aimed at him, and his head for that matter! And relieved that Nero had full control over this attack, otherwise, the aftermath can only be imagined.
This was nothing more than an instant defeat!