In Heaven’s Vault Continent, the strong were revered. Everyone held the strong in esteem and respected them. Naturally, Flit the 66th would also favor outstanding children even more.
It was just a pity that the Eighth Princess, who had suffered all kinds of scorn and contempt since she had been young, held extremely great animosity toward the royal family. In fact, she hated her irresponsible father, Flit the 66th, even more.
There was nothing Flit the 66th could do about that except to allow her to continue as she was. In the few years that followed, the Eighth Princess had left on a journey to train and cultivate and rarely appeared within the people’s sight anymore.
Time could wear everything away; after a few years of absence, people had gradually forgotten about the astonishingly talented princess.
However, little did they expect that she would actually show up in the qualifying round and in the final challenge match, no less.
“Time sure passes really fast.” The muscular elderly man stroked his long beard as he remarked, “I remember when the Eighth Princess was still just a young girl back then. In the blink of an eye, she has already become a big girl.”
“Indeed!” The blond elderly man nodded slightly. “Back then, the Eighth Princess had studied magic in our Douglas Magic Academy. She was so young back then.”
All the academy presidents were rather emotional. To Saint Domains like them, their lifespans were very long, so they could hardly feel the passage of time.
However, to an ordinary person, the traces that time left on one were extremely obvious. Every few years brought a difference to their appearance, and they changed every few years.
Time was like a knife that urged one to mature with every cut and age with every cut.
“It’s been a few years since I’ve seen her. I wonder how strong that girl is now?”
Flit the 66th gazed at the most outstanding princess with a complex look in his eyes. Upon his remark, everyone else also became awfully curious.
Considering the astonishing talent that the Eighth Princess had exhibited, just how far had she progressed after an absence of a few years?
In this instant, in the fighting ring...
Meng Lei, who had only just walked back to the contestant benches and hadn’t even warmed the benches yet, returned to the fighting ring again. As he gazed at the heroic, valiant Dragon Person beauty in front of him, he only had curses and swearing in his mind.
Damn it!
Someone’s challenging me again!
Do I look that easy to bully? Why are you all specially picking me to bully!?
Meng Lei was terribly displeased. He decided to give them a tough time this time and show all those blind bastards what he was capable of so that they would stop bothering him.
“Start!” The host announced loudly. Then, he scurried off the fighting ring with a whoosh. Hosting matches of a class like this was a demanding job; they would become collateral damage the moment they got careless.
Reality also proved just how right of a decision the host’s cowardice was—in the instant he scurried off the fighting ring, Meng Lei erupted.
“Ninth-Grade Spell... Raging Thunder Dragon!”
“Ninth-Grade Spell... Thunder Tribulation Domain!”
“Ninth-Grade Spell... Thunderblast Meteor!”
“Ninth-Grade Spell... Thunder God Descends!”
“Ninth-Grade Spell... Soul-Controlling Thunderblast!”
Boom, boom, boom!
Meng Lei flung out five different ninth-grade spells in succession with an interval of less than two seconds in between each and directly covered the entire fighting ring that wasn’t big to begin with.
Amid the booming thunderous explosions, lightning flashed, and electric currents ran amok. At once, the tiny fighting ring turned into a sea of lightning. Before the unfortunate Eighth Princess could even make a move, she had been engulfed by the lightning.
“This...”
All the spectators in the house were dumbstruck.
And in the private room, all the bigwigs’ lip corners spasmed, all of them dazed and flabbergasted by what had happened.
Chapter 134: A Berserk Meng Lei, The Infuriated King
“Is that kid out of his mind!?” Flit the 66th exploded. “How dare he attack Little Eighth like that? Is he tired of living?”
“This...”
The academy presidents looked at one another, none of them knowing how they should respond to him.
In the fighting ring, everyone fought with their own abilities, and their life and death were not open for dispute thereafter. Nothing would be considered as going too far, no matter what kind of attacks the other party launched.
Besides, how would Meng Lei know that she was a princess?
“That bastard! If anything happens to Little Eighth, I won’t let him off!”
...
“Meng Lei!”
“Meng Lei!”
“Meng Lei!”
Compared to the furious King, at the sight of Meng Lei’s insane moves, all the spectators in the house went totally crazy. Each and every one of them shouted and cheered hysterically, all pumped up!
The more berserk Meng Lei was, the more excited they became. The five spells just now were simply too cool and crazy.
With this, there shouldn’t be anyone challenging me anymore, right?
Meng Lei stood at the edge of the ring and cast a glance at the contestant benches with a hint of warning in his eyes. It was so bothersome being challenged again and again.
Upon sensing Meng Lei’s gaze, a vast majority of the contestants involuntarily lowered their heads—they had been frightened by Meng Lei’s harsh actions!
Enveloping the whole fighting ring with five ninth-grade spells... Was that guy even human?
Wasn’t that a little too savage?
A layer of cold sweat formed on some of the contestants’ backs, secretly relieved.
That guy has gone berserk. Fortunately, that woman had been a step faster! Otherwise, I’d be dead now!
Crackle, crackle!
The lightning gradually dissipated. As the covered fighting ring was revealed, everyone’s eyes gradually widened, and astonished
