Ling Hao stood at the center of the ring,his posture as steady as a pine tree,firm as a rock.The very air around him seemed to freeze because of his presence,and it was as if all the light in the arena was focused solely on him,an immovable figure resembling a war god.His tall,imposing figure stood like an untouchable statue in the middle of the ring,and his cold,sharp gaze swept across the arena,exuding a natural intimidation.
At his feet lay his defeated opponent,sprawled on the ground,their body twitching,unable to rise again.On the judgment display board of the Hall of the War God,Ling Hao's name flashed triumphantly in the holographic light,shining with the brilliance of victory.Every symbol was like a hammer striking the hearts of all the spectators,announcing his undeniable strength.
Around the ring,the audience erupted like a volcano.Thousands of people stood up from their seats,raising their arms,cheering and shouting excitedly.The sound of their voices surged like a massive tidal wave,threatening to lift the roof off the arena,with deafening chants echoing again and again.
"Ling Hao!Ling Hao!Ling Hao!"His name was shouted repeatedly by the crowd,like waves crashing in succession,shaking the entire Hall of the War God.The immense energy of the crowd rippled through the air,as if even the earth itself was cheering for this victory.
The light on the Wall of Honor flickered slightly with the announcement of his victory,as if paying tribute to this new generation of genius.The great warriors engraved on the wall seemed to be watching Ling Hao,acknowledging his strength and welcoming him as the next legend.The names on the wall shimmered with a halo of glory,intertwining with Ling Hao's triumph,forming an invisible force that seemed to proclaim his destined rise as the empire's next legend.
In contrast,the Pillar of Shame remained silent,its dark red glow flickering faintly,reminding everyone present that the defeated would be forever abandoned.Ling Hao's opponent lay in the shadow of this pillar,consumed by unspeakable humiliation.The shadow of failure spread over him,while Ling Hao stood in the halo of victory,looking down on everything.
The cheers from the audience were so loud it seemed they would tear the arena apart.Everyone was shouting his name,the deafening roars reverberating as though they could break through the sky.
Ling Hao,the representative of the S-class gene sequence in the empire,was the pride and symbol of the Hall of the War God.He was agile,with a strong and resolute face.His sharp eyes,like those of a hawk,radiated a calmness and composure far beyond his years.Standing at about 1.9 meters tall,his body was both long and strong,with broad shoulders and a narrow waist,forming the perfect inverted triangle physique.His body was the epitome of an elite warrior,each muscle sculpted through rigorous training and optimization.The muscles on his upper body were well-defined,radiating unmatched strength,yet his physique remained graceful and agile.This build allowed him to maintain an incredibly stable stance in any combat situation,possessing unparalleled balance.His legs,in particular,were long and powerful,with muscles that looked as though they had been carved,brimming with explosive force and speed.
In combat,Ling Hao was renowned for his incredible speed,often overwhelming his opponents with lightning-fast strikes.With each explosive movement,his leg power would display astounding sprinting and jumping abilities,appearing like a flash of light before his enemies,leaving them no time to react.His physical abilities far surpassed the limits of ordinary people.
His face,on the other hand,conveyed a handsome yet cold demeanor.Ling Hao's facial features were sharply defined,with high-arched eyebrows,a straight nose,and deep,piercing eyes like a sword ready to strike at any moment.His jawline was razor-sharp,displaying a firmness and determination that brooked no opposition.This appearance,combined with his cold demeanor,made him seem distant and unapproachable.But the most captivating feature of all was his eyes.His pupils were a rare shade of dark gold,deep and sharp,as though they could pierce through all falsehoods and barriers,reaching directly into one's soul.His eyes were like those of a predator,constantly assessing his surroundings and opponents,and no movement or expression could escape his observation.When he unleashed his full power in battle,his eyes would flash with a sharp brilliance that no one dared to meet.The cold focus in his gaze filled his opponents with a sense of overwhelming pressure and fear.
Of course,aside from Ling Hao himself,his weapon was equally famous throughout the empire.This was a one-of-a-kind blade—Heaven's Eclipse.Its blade was semi-transparent,seemingly existing between the realms of matter and energy,giving it an ethereal quality as if it didn't quite belong to reality.The material of Heaven's Eclipse came from a rare energy crystal deep within the empire,closely tied to genetic power.In its dormant state,the blade was about one meter long,as thin as a cicada's wing,and its edge was so sharp it was hard to look at directly.
However,when Ling Hao infused his genetic power into it,the blade would undergo a dramatic transformation.The length,shape,and brightness of the blade would adjust according to his strength and speed.It could extend or contract at will during combat,perfectly adapting to Ling Hao's fighting rhythm.With just a thought,Heaven's Eclipse could respond with incredible speed.In close combat,it could become a short,razor-sharp blade,striking with precision at the enemy's vital points.In long-range combat,it could extend into a massive sword,sweeping through foes like a destructive force.
Heaven's Eclipse was not merely a shape shifting weapon;it had the ability to evolve on its own.Every time Ling Hao fought,the blade would absorb the energy of the battle,repairing and upgrading itself.It could optimize its form based on Ling Hao's combat habits,even strengthening its blade by absorbing the enemy's energy.Every swing of Heaven's Eclipse was an embodiment of Ling Hao's fighting spirit,as if the weapon had a life of its own,always ready to serve its master.
When Ling Hao poured his full power into Heaven's Eclipse,the blade could even momentarily disappear into the air,entering a quantum state.It could then instantly traverse space,appearing where the enemy was least able to defend.This made Heaven's Eclipse unpredictable in battle,like a ghost that left the enemy in overwhelming terror and helplessness.
The hilt of Heaven's Eclipse was crafted from a blend of alloy and biological material,feeling cold to the touch yet emanating a warmth as if it were alive.The energy conduits embedded in the hilt were directly linked to Ling Hao's nervous system,allowing him to sense the state of the blade in an instant.The synergy between Ling Hao and Heaven's Eclipse had reached an almost frightening level.It was not just a weapon—it was an extension of Ling Hao's very soul in battle.
Wherever Heaven's Eclipse swung,the battlefield would change.Every time Ling Hao wielded the blade,the air would hum,the space around it would tremble,and energy ripples would spread in all directions.It was not only his weapon for conquering the battlefield,but also the nightmare that haunted all of his enemies.
The combination of Ling Hao and Heaven's Eclipse made them the perfect killing machine on the battlefield.His cold demeanor,overwhelming aura,and the supreme sharpness of Heaven's Eclipse were enough to strike fear into the hearts of all opponents the moment they saw him enter the arena.This was exactly what Ling Hao had pursued all his life—to be unmatched in combat,to become a true war god.
At that moment,his true opponent,Lan Fengche,had yet to appear,but Ling Hao showed no signs of impatience or dissatisfaction.Instead,a faint trace of disdain flickered in his eyes,as if this duel was nothing more than an easy game for him.
"Lan Fengche,are you afraid to come?"Ling Hao's voice was cold and clear,laced with a hint of contempt.Instantly,the entire arena fell silent,as though the air itself stilled in response to his words.