90: The invincible hero, the background music started playing on its own.

For the dream in my heart!

Fighting valiantly in a bloodbath, like a fierce gale!

The dark night will release the light!

...Strange! The BGM started playing by itself.

Of course not.

The BGM didn't start by itself; Lin Fan specifically had the System play it publicly. (No deduction of prestige value this time, the System finally acted like a human).

A transformation without accompanying BGM, honestly speaking, feels a bit dry.

Amidst the BGM of The Undefeated Hero, asura armor, Body Integration!

Buzz!!!

The dark purple radiance soared into the sky, like demonic flames erupting from the Nine Nether Hell!

The entire Blood Fighting Arena, with tens of thousands of spectators, fell silent simultaneously!

They saw.

The black-clad youth, who originally had an ordinary aura like a lamb awaiting slaughter, was instantly enveloped by a terrifying dark purple energy that flowed like liquid!

The energy surged, condensed, and solidified!

The clang of colliding bones, the shriek of metal friction, the roar of surging energy—three sounds mixed into a symphony from the abyss!

The next second.

The dark purple light dissipated.

Standing in the original spot was an Armored Demon God, two and a half meters tall, entirely dark purple, covered in savage barbs, with joints exhaling deep blue energy flames!

The helmet looked like a roaring evil ghost, the shoulder barbs resembled demon wings, and a scarlet "eye of judgment" slowly opened in the center of the chest plate.

As it scanned the Arena, the air froze wherever its gaze fell, and the Laws whimpered!

asura armor, descend!

[Ding! First time summoning the asura armor, prestige value +5000!]

[Current prestige value: 84,570 points!]

...Dead silence.

A dead silence lasting three seconds.

Then!

"Wha... what is that thing?!"

"Battle Armor?! How can there be such terrifying Battle Armor?!"

"Heaven Rank! It's at least Heaven Rank Battle Armor!!!"

"What is the background of this Human Race brat?!"

The spectator stands completely erupted!

In the center of the Arena, the originally ferocious Tier 4 Nightmare Beast was now trembling uncontrollably!

As a Dark-type Creature, it had an instinctive fear of auras related to "Judgment," "Sanction," and "Law"!

And the "Power of Judgment" emanating from this armor seemed tailor-made to Sanction dark creatures like itself!

It wanted to escape.

But the pair of deep blue electronic eyes beneath the asura armor's helmet had already locked onto it.

"Run?"

Lin Fan's voice, transmitted through the Sound Amplification Formation inside the armor, was cold and mechanical, yet carried undisguised mockery:

"Weren't you quite fierce just now?"

He raised his right hand.

In his palm, deep blue energy frantically gathered, transforming into a three-meter-long dark purple energy halberd—the asura purgatory halberd!

On the halberd blade, the eye of judgment patterns flowed, releasing a pressure that made the Souls of dark creatures tremble!

"The first move."

Lin Fan took a step forward, and his figure instantly vanished!

It wasn't that his speed was too fast.

It was... Instant Movement!

asura armor characteristic—short-distance Spatial Jump within the Heaven-Earth-Human Magnetic Field!

The next second, he appeared behind the Nightmare Beast.

The Nightmare Beast didn't even have time to turn around.

The asura purgatory halberd had already pierced its back heart!

Pfft!

The halberd blade emerged from its chest, accompanied by a spurt of black, foul-smelling blood!

"Ugh... Roar..."

The Nightmare Beast let out a painful wail, struggling wildly, turning its sharp claws to tear at Lin Fan!

But... Clang!!!

The sharp claws struck the asura armor's chest plate, sending sparks flying, yet failing to leave even a white scratch!

Absolute Defense!

Attacks below the Martial Emperor Level are ineffective!

"The second move."

Lin Fan twisted his wrist.

The Power of Judgment surged frantically along the halberd blade into the Nightmare Beast's body!

"Aaaahhhhh!!!!"

The Nightmare Beast let out an extremely mournful shriek!

Its body, as if thrown into concentrated sulfuric acid, had its skin, muscles, bones, and even its Soul frantically corroded, purified, and annihilated by the "Power of Judgment"!

In just Three Breaths.

A Tier 4 Nightmare Predator, a powerful dark creature equivalent to a Human Race Martial Ancestor Early-stage—turned into a pool of pus emitting blue smoke.

Not even bone fragments remained.

Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, completely annihilated.

[Ding! Power of Judgment instantly killed the Nightmare Beast, prestige value +3000!]

[Current prestige value: 87,570 points!]

...Inside the Arena, dead silence returned.

This time, it was a silence so profound that not even breathing could be heard.

Everyone, including the Gamblers who bet on the Nightmare Beast and were waiting to see Lin Fan torn to shreds, now had their mouths open and eyes wide, like ducks whose necks had been squeezed.

Instant kill.

A true instant kill.

Two moves.

No, strictly speaking, only one move.

A Tier 4 Nightmare Predator, just... gone?

A trembling voice came from the Announcer's Stand, "The victor... Lin Fan..."

Boom!!!

The dead silence was broken!

What replaced it was a clamor like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami roaring!

"Holy crap! What the hell is that Battle Armor?!"

"Heaven Rank! It's definitely Heaven Rank Battle Armor! And not an ordinary Heaven Rank one!"

"When did the Human Race produce such a monster?! He's only at the Martial Master Cultivation Level! How can he control Heaven Rank Battle Armor?!"

"The odds were one to ten... I bet five hundred Blood Crystals on the Nightmare Beast!!!"

"Hahahaha, I bet one hundred Blood Crystals on the Human Race kid! I'm rich!!!"

The Gamblers went crazy.

The ecstasy of winning money and the curses of losing money, mixed with shock and greed toward the dark purple armor, made the entire Blood Fighting Arena resemble a boiling pot of oil.

In the center of the Arena.

Lin Fan slowly retracted the asura purgatory halberd.

The armor was dispelled.

The dark purple flowing light receded, revealing the ordinary black Tight-fitting Clothes beneath.

He stood in place, his Face slightly pale—summoning the asura armor, even in its Basic Form, was a huge burden on his current Cultivation Level.

But the effect was sufficient.

He looked up toward a VIP Box on the west side of the Arena.

There, an aged and profound gaze was fixed tightly upon him through the One-way Glass... Inside the Blood Fighting Arena, VIP Box.

Red Diamond sat on a Beast-hide Sofa, holding a cup of scarlet "Blood Wine," though her fingertips were slightly trembling.

She looked at the black-clad youth in the Arena, then looked at the Crystal Card just delivered to her hand, which read: "Lin Fan wins, paying out 5,000 Low Grade Blood Crystals."

The five hundred Blood Crystal Bounty, plus the one-to-ten odds, minus the Handling Fee, resulted in a net profit of four thousand five hundred Blood Crystals.

This was nearly equivalent to half a year's income for her Tavern.

But Red Diamond had no mind for happiness right now.

In her mind, the scene of the asura armor's descent and the cold phrase "Run?" echoed repeatedly.

"This kid..." Red Diamond muttered to herself, "Who exactly is he..."

The box door was pushed open.

An old man, wearing luxurious Black Robes and whose Face was haggard like a dried corpse, walked in slowly, leaning on a Staff inlaid with a Skull.

Behind the old man followed two Guards whose aura was unfathomable, completely shrouded in black cloaks.

"Elder Fei." Red Diamond quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

Elder Fei, one of the three major bosses of the Blood Fighting Arena, an Early-stage Martial King expert, was truly an absolute authority in this District.

"Sit." Elder Fei waved his hand and sat down opposite Red Diamond. No expression could be discerned on his withered Face. "Girl Hong, was that Human Race brat brought by you?"

"Yes." Red Diamond nodded, feeling uneasy.

"What is his name?"

"Lin Fan."

"Lin Fan..." Elder Fei repeated, then slowly asked, "What is the origin of that Battle Armor?"

Red Diamond shook her head: "I don't know. He never revealed it, only saying he came from a certain Upper Plane."

"Upper Plane..." A sharp light flashed in Elder Fei's eyes. "An Upper Plane that can produce Heaven Rank Battle Armor... must be at least a Profound-level or higher plane."

He paused, then looked at Red Diamond: "Do you think he has a backer or Organization?"

Red Diamond hesitated: "Probably not. If he did, he wouldn't have fallen into a Spatial Rift in a Yellow-level Battlefield like ours, and been so injured."

"Mm." Elder Fei nodded, his withered fingers tapping the Skull on his Staff. "No background, yet possessing Heaven Rank Battle Armor... interesting."

He looked at Red Diamond and suddenly smiled—though that smile was uglier than crying.

"Girl Hong, you've stumbled upon a treasure this time."

Red Diamond's heart tightened: "Elder Fei means..."

"I have taken a liking to that set of Battle Armor," Elder Fei said indifferently. "Help me ask him if he's willing to sell it. The price is negotiable."

Red Diamond's expression shifted slightly: "Elder Fei, that Battle Armor is probably his Lifeblood..."

"Lifeblood?" Elder Fei sneered. "In the Blood Prison Battlefield, without strength, even the best treasure is a Death Warrant. He is only a Peak Martial Master right now; guarding Heaven Rank Battle Armor is like a three-year-old child carrying a Gold Brick through a Bandit's Den."

He paused, and his tone turned cold:

"Tell him this: sell it to me, and I will guarantee his safety in the Blood Prison Battlefield, and give him enough Resources to Cultivate to Martial King."

"If he doesn't sell..."

A cold glint flashed in Elder Fei's eyes:

"You should understand the Rules of the Blood Fighting Arena."

Red Diamond's Face was pale, and she tightened her grip on the wine glass.

She knew what Elder Fei meant.

Lin Fan had just summoned the Battle Armor inside the Blood Fighting Arena.

By the Rules, that set of Battle Armor... was already considered "Spoils of War" for the Blood Fighting Arena!

Elder Fei being willing to pay for it now was already giving tremendous Face.

If Lin Fan didn't know how to appreciate favors... "I... I will go talk to him." Red Diamond gritted her teeth and stood up.

"Go." Elder Fei waved his hand. "You have the time it takes for one stick of incense to burn."

...Arena Backstage Lounge.

Lin Fan sat on a Stone Chair, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing.

Summoning the asura armor just now consumed nearly thirty percent of his Blood Qi and Mental Energy. Although instantly killing the Nightmare Beast was satisfying, the burden was truly significant.

Footsteps sounded outside the door.

Red Diamond pushed the door open and walked in, her expression somewhat complicated.

"Lin Fan, there's something..."

"Elder Fei wants my armor, right?" Lin Fan opened his eyes and interrupted directly.

Red Diamond was startled: "How... how did you know?"

"I've seen the look in those old things' eyes too many times," Lin Fan sneered. "Greedy, hypocritical, thinking they control everything."

He stood up and stretched his wrists:

"What conditions did he offer?"

"Guarantee your safety and give you Resources to Cultivate to Martial King," Red Diamond whispered. "Lin Fan, Elder Fei is an Early-stage Martial King, and he has three Peak Martial Ancestor Guards under him. He has great influence in this District. Why don't you... think about it?"

"Think about it?" Lin Fan raised an eyebrow. "Think about how to sell the armor to him?"

Red Diamond fell silent.

Lin Fan walked to the window, looking out at the noisy Blood Fighting Arena, and slowly said:

"Red Diamond, do you know the one thing you absolutely cannot do in the Martial Dao World?"

"What is it?"

"Handing over your Life-saving Item to someone else."

Lin Fan turned around, looked at Red Diamond, and cold light flickered in his eyes:

"This armor is my Trump Card, the Capital I need to survive in this damned place."

"Forget an Early-stage Martial King; even if a Martial Emperor came, I would only give one response!"

He grinned, revealing his cold white teeth:

"Scram."