The Mecha Driver Is a Cultivator

Chapter 253: Chapter 138: Demon King Arena_2

“If I fight, I will give my all.”

“For me to become someone who might block your martial path, I cannot do it, nor am I willing to.”

At the end, he did not hesitate, directly saying, “Candle Kite, I admit defeat.”

The words fell.

Under Candle Kite’s control, the teleportation aura rose, sending him away from the arena.

Yu Xingchen appeared in front of the students waiting to ascend.

Facing the attention of the crowd, he stepped away from Arena 2, moving toward other arenas.

On Arena 2.

Power intertwined around him like armor, Xie Wuya stood in place, looking dazed. Candle Kite’s voice sounded in his ear.

“Student Xie Wuya, you have become the master of Arena 2.”

“Do you require healing?”

“No!”

Xie Wuya suddenly reacted, the serious expression on his face disappeared, and he looked in Yu Xingchen’s direction, shouting loudly, “No, that’s not what I meant, come back!”

“Yu Xingchen, Big Brother Xingchen, Uncle Xingchen!”

“How can there be a reason to win without a fight!”

“I’m not here for victory or defeat.”

“I have been waiting for a revelation and to fight a master for a breakthrough!”

No one responded to him.

Yu Xingchen turned and left, as if he had made a certain decision.

Xie Wuya withdrew his gaze, looked at the teleportation aura of Arena 2, and shouted, “Is there any powerful character to come up for a battle, an Innate Realm, preferably an Innate Realm.”

Seeing this posture, the students outside the teleportation aura hesitated.

After all, this is just a selection for a slot, not a life-and-death struggle. In the midst of breaking realm, who knows what unexpected incidents might occur.

Under the influence of Martial Abyss’s academic style, no one wants to do such things.

Just then.

A figure stepped out, entering Arena 2.

Xie Wuya’s eyes had already dimmed, but after seeing this figure, they suddenly lit up.

“Sister Bai, Aunt Bai, Granny Bai, your great grace and virtue, this little brother will never forget.”

The one ascending was Bai Huaiyu.

She stood on the arena, without words, only reaching her hand out in an invitation gesture.

In the next moment.

The two figures collided together.

On the side.

On Arena 1.

Qin Jin was adjusting his Breathing Technique while constantly watching the situation of the other arenas.

Everything about Xie Wuya was taken in by him.

At this moment, Primordial Power, like eyes, focused on the combat scene on the arena, Qin Jin’s eyebrows slightly raised.

“Bai Huaiyu, not going all out, completely assisting Xie Wuya’s advancement.”

The two sparred, back and forth, in close combat, Xie Wuya’s transformation speed didn’t decrease, his momentum constantly rising.

In contrast, Bai Huaiyu’s breath was steady, but Xie Wuya’s continuous rise did not affect her, she always calmly met him.

“A very mysterious student.”

Qin Jin’s attention focused on Bai Huaiyu: “Xie Wuya once commented on her as unfathomable, now it seems, it is indeed very fitting.”

“Now that I’m breaking realm again, the peculiar power that makes one overlook her, is even more pronounced.”

Thoughts turned.

Qin Jin focused his attention on another arena.

Arena 7.

The master of the arena was Han Miao.

At this moment, she was full force, her Spiritual Power constructing into substance, launching various attacks, leaving people defenseless, her opponent, after sustaining for a while, was defeated and left.

The materialized Spiritual Power attack, consumed greatly, and only such naturally talented spirits can attack in this manner, if seen by the old relics in Martial Arts Family, they would surely cry out lacking purity.

On various battlefields, intense fights continue.

Just at this time.

Attention turned, Qin Jin’s Primordial Power again observed Arena 2.

At this moment.

As the battle went on, behind Xie Wuya, the fused and tempered Primordial Power, surprisingly inscribed an ancient charm word [War], on his back, merging into his physique.

It looked…

Like some kind of secret technique assisting the breakthrough to Innate Realm.

With the war word merging, Xie Wuya’s momentum surged, excitement showed on his brows and eyes, his figure suddenly detached, standing at the rear, slightly clenched his fist.

“Did I break through the Innate Realm?”

Bai Huaiyu’s voice sounded.

“Yeah!”

“Sister Bai, I’ll treat you to dinner later!”

Xie Wuya’s excited voice sounded.

Just as his words fell.

Ahead, Bai Huaiyu’s right leg stamped, her speed soared at this moment, her whole being seemed to turn into a stream of light, palm clenched into a fist, a punch blasted out.

Xie Wuya reacted.

His Primordial Power surged, lifting his arm to block, the next moment, fist struck his arm, Xie Wuya clearly sensed a surge of Giant Power, his Primordial Power was suppressed, his body suddenly lifted from the ground, flying backwards, only stopping when hitting the arena barrier.

As he slid down, he stood firm.

“This scene feels somewhat familiar.”

Thoughts flashed in his mind, recalling the feeling of that punch: “Such powerful strength.”

“Not like a blessing of Primordial Power, rather like it comes from the flesh itself, innate Giant Power?”

“Damn.”

“Haven’t fought before Innate Realm, still can’t fight after Innate Realm, am I not a White Innate?”

Thoughts flashed, Xie Wuya charged up again.

Two minutes later.

The master of Arena 2 changed.

And it was at this moment, Qin Jin opened his eyes, his gaze landing directly on Bai Huaiyu.

“S-Level, truly a land of hidden talents.”

Thoughts flashed.

Bai Huaiyu sensed the gaze, turned her head looking towards Qin Jin, smiling a faintly.

The master battles continued.

For eight hours, from dusk till the moon hung over branches, the night glow reflecting on the aerial arena, the reflection on the arena barrier was extraordinarily beautiful.