150: Chapter 150 Whale Armor Palace Master, a hair's breadth off!

As the voice faded...

Within the ranks of the Alien Race Hall Masters and Duke Yu's group, white light flickered on someone once again.

"It's my turn."

In Duke Yu's camp, a man dressed in blue, built like a steel tower, narrowed his eyes.

His name was Wang Heng, a long-renowned God-level Expert and a legendary figure from almost the same era as Liu Hezheng.

The two of them were on very good terms, often sharing drinks and conversation in their leisure time.

At this moment, his fighting spirit was surging!

The passing of his close friend, Liu Hezheng, had made his hatred for the alien race reach its peak!

Being chosen now was exactly what he had hoped for!

"Wang Heng, be careful."

Duke Yu looked back at Wang Heng, speaking with a hint of concern.

If Liu Hezheng had been more cautious in the previous battle and woken up from the illusion sooner, the outcome might have been entirely different.

Of course, hindsight was ultimately meaningless.

"Don't worry."

"At worst, I'll just see Old Liu in the cemetery!"

Wang Heng nodded and then let out a hearty laugh.

Immediately after...

Wang Heng was teleported onto the arena stage.

Meanwhile...

Wang Heng's opponent was also determined.

It was a strange creature with a whale's head, tiger's whiskers, covered in black armor, and dragging a long, spiked tail.

One could tell from its bizarre appearance alone that this guy was definitely not weak!

"It's the Jing Jia Hall Master!"

Among the alien race, someone recognized the combatant.

"Good! I didn't expect it to be the Jing Jia Hall Master! We should be able to take this one easily!"

"The Jing Jia Hall Master is an even more formidable existence than the Demon Eye Hall Master. This battle is as good as won!"

"I remember the Jing Jia Hall Master was the fifth of our race to become a Hall Master, right? He's from the older generation of Hall Masters. There's no telling what level his strength has reached by now!"

"Jing Jia Hall Master! Bring glory to our Sea Race!"

The alien race, whose morale had been low, seethed with excitement once again.

For no other reason than this.

The Jing Jia Hall Master appearing this time was much more powerful than the previous Demon Eye Hall Master.

In their eyes, the chances of victory were very high!

Looking at the human side...

The previous victory had greatly boosted human morale.

Facing an Alien Race Hall Master again, the humans were no longer afraid; they had just as much confidence in Wang Heng!

Eyes returned to the arena.

As both Contestants entered...

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Unlike Liu Hezheng's passivity in the last match...

Wang Heng launched an attack right from the start, seizing the initiative.

"Die!"

With a thunderous roar from Wang Heng, hundreds of terrifying sword qi soared into the sky, transforming into a Sword Dragon that charged fiercely toward the Jing Jia Hall Master.

Simultaneously, he himself transformed into a golden longsword, whistling along with the sword qi.

The terrifying pressure made everyone on both sides of the arena instinctively take a step back.

As a master of sword talent, Wang Heng's specialty was the sword!

The sword is meant for slaughter, with extremely high attack power; once hit, most God-levels would either die or be severely wounded!

At this moment...

On the other side, the Jing Jia Hall Master's expression changed drastically.

He really hadn't expected Wang Heng to be capable of unleashing such terrifying power.

He quickly assessed the current situation.

The sword qi was too fast; dodging was impossible.

Gritting his teeth...

He hunched over and curled up, wrapping himself entirely within his outer armor, forming a spherical shape.

That's right.

He planned to tank this blow head-on!

This sight left the citizens of both races speechless.

Faced with such a terrifying offensive, he chose not to dodge but instead became a mountain of flesh, letting the opponent attack him freely?

Wasn't that just seeking death?

But soon...

The following scene was something no one expected.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sword qi struck the armor like raindrops, instantly producing a series of metallic clangs and sending sparks flying in all directions.

Yet, despite the grand scale of the scene...

The sword qi was still completely unable to pierce through.

This showed...

That the Jing Jia Hall Master's defensive power was also exaggerated to the extreme!

But quickly, as the golden sword that Wang Heng had transformed into arrived, the situation changed.

Pfft!

After several seconds of stalemate with the armor, the golden sword pierced halfway in, tearing an opening, and blood instantly gushed out like a fountain.

"He won!"

In a corner of the arena, Duke Yu and the others watched this, momentarily stunned, thinking to themselves.

It wasn't just them.

Everyone in Great Xia had the same thought at this moment.

However...

With the appearance of a long tail, the situation on the field reversed once again.

The Jing Jia Hall Master's long tail suddenly struck from behind, directly piercing and pulling out the golden sword, revealing Wang Heng's true form.

"Pfft!"

Wang Heng's chest was pierced, and he spat out blood, already severely wounded; his eyes were now filled with disbelief.

And then...

The Jing Jia Hall Master's curled-up body began to slowly stand up.

His condition didn't look very good either.

There was a wound on his chest so deep that bone was visible, and one could even faintly see his bleeding, beating heart.

"Ptui!"

The Jing Jia Hall Master spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered a few steps before steadying himself.

"Just a tiny bit more!"

The Jing Jia Hall Master looked at Wang Heng struggling in mid-air, his eyes narrowing as a trace of lingering fear flashed across his face.

Had the attack power been just a bit stronger, it would have precisely pierced his vitals, and he would have been close to death.

But as it happened, it was just a hair's breadth away!

Then...

With a lift of his large hand, the Jing Jia Hall Master directly tore the nearly unconscious and heavily wounded Wang Heng in two.

The gruesome scene left all the Citizens of Great Xia in a state of unacceptable daze.

"Old Wang!"

In a corner of the arena, Duke Yu and the others couldn't help but roar.

The gap in this battle was actually not large, only a hair's breadth.

But a mere hair's breadth was enough to decide victory or defeat.

Wang Heng's fall was truly a pity!

As the sound announcing the score had reached one to one rang out...

The Citizens of Great Xia finally began to accept the fact of Wang Heng's death.

Such a crushing defeat, combined with the tragic state of Wang Heng's death, instantly cut the soaring morale of the Great Xia citizens in half.

Depressed and low-spirited words were now appearing all over Great Xia.

In contrast...

It was the alien race's side.

Although the Jing Jia Hall Master was now severely wounded and it was a pyrrhic victory, his figure still standing there inspired countless alien citizens.

With the Jing Jia Hall Master's next words...

The emotions of the alien citizens soared to their peak.

The Jing Jia Hall Master looked toward Duke Yu's camp and shouted with a sneer,

"I admit you have some strength, but wanting to defeat my Sea Race is simply wishful thinking!"