Chapter 125: The Final Four Geniuses

Chapter 125: The Final Four GeniusesAs Lycan unleashed his Blood Law, his already massive body seemed to swell even larger. The blood mist enveloped the arena, causing spectators to tremble with fear. The air grew thick with a crimson fog, and the very ground seemed to pulse with the sinister energy.

Apollo, seeing this, remained calm. He had faced far more horrifying and unimaginable things on his journey. And his blood seems not to be affected or suppressed by the blood law.

Quickly assessing the situation, he released his Ice Life Force, with his Law of Ice creating a shimmering wall of frost to halt the spread of the blood mist. The temperature in the arena plummeted, and most of the blood mist froze mid-air, crackling as it solidified against the icy barrier.

The two opposing forces clashed with a fury that shook the arena. The blood mist, once fluid and unstoppable, was now encased in glittering ice, creating an eerie, frozen tableau of red and blue.

Lycan roared in frustration, his eyes burning with the intensity of his blood-fueled rage, as Ice Law was a bad match for his Blood Law.

With a bellow, Lycan charged at Apollo, his fists swinging like mountains. The Blood Law, known for its versatility, enhanced his speed and strength, turning him into an unstoppable force. Each punch shattered massive chunks of ice, sending shards flying in all directions with shock waves.

Lycan’s intent was clear: he wanted to overwhelm Apollo with sheer power. His blows came faster and harder, each one a devastating force. The blood mist around him intensified, giving his strikes almost unimaginable strength.

Despite being outclassed in raw speed and power, Apollo’s fighting instinct kept him in the battle. His movements were sharp and calculated, dodging and countering with an agility that belied his smaller frame. Each time Lycan’s fist came crashing down, Apollo would twist and turn, redirecting the force or avoiding it entirely.

The arena floor became a battlefield of ice and blood. Craters formed where Lycan’s fists landed, while icy spikes jutted from the ground where Apollo had deflected his attacks. The crowd watched in awe; the intensity of the battle was palpable.

Lycan’s eyes glowed with a dangerous light as he leapt high into the air, his body twisting as he prepared to deliver a crushing blow. Apollo braced himself, channelling his Ice Law to form a shield of pure frost.

"Take this!" Lycan roared, bringing his fists down with the force of an avalanche.

Apollo met the attack head-on, his icy shield shattering into a million pieces under the impact. The force of the blow sent him skidding backwards, but he remained on his feet, his eyes blazing with determination.

"Good, good, this is great," Apollo smiled, a small drop of blood appearing on his lip. The thrill of the challenge coursed through him. Instead of feeling defeated by being pushed back in a physical confrontation, he became more excited. His heart pounded with the exhilaration of facing such a formidable opponent.

Lycan’s grin widened, his predatory instincts recognizing the spark of a true warrior in Apollo. "Enjoying yourself, huh? Let’s see how long that smile lasts."

Blood around him started floating, and countless blood energies started to concentrate in a single point, shaking the space around with the crimson bloody aura.

Seeing Lycan’s devastating attack, Apollo quickly drew out the Soul-Shattering Bow, ready to counter with his strongest skill aside from his trump cards.

"Blood Rend!" Lycan shouted, directing a concentrated beam of blood energy towards Apollo. The air around the beam seemed to boil with raw power, promising destruction for anything in its path.

"Arrow of the Ice God!" Apollo’s eyes narrowed with determination. He poured every bit of his strength into a single arrow, drawing back the bowstring until it quivered with energy. As he released, the arrow shot forward, freezing everything in its path with a terrifying chill.

The two attacks collided in mid-air, creating an explosion of ice and blood energy. The shockwave from the clash rippled outward, shaking the arena and sending a chill through the spectators. Frost and crimson blood mist swirled together in a chaotic dance, the forces battling for dominance.

For a moment, it seemed as though the two attacks were evenly matched. Slowly, however, the icy chill of Apollo’s arrow began to overpower the blood’s energy. The ice not only started to freeze the blood energy but also seemed to devour it, creating blood ice crystals that were unbreakable, sealing the power of the blood within its path.

"This..." The Old Half-God from the Sacred Light Empire, along with the other two mighty figures with Half-God strength, noticed this and couldn’t help but feel shocked. They sensed another Law within Apollo’s attack.

This arrow did not just contain the Ice Law; Apollo had also infused it with the Devouring Law. Though his understanding of the Devouring Law was still below one per cent, it was still very powerful. The combination of the two different laws wasn’t merely additive—it was exponentially more powerful when combined correctly.

The remnants of the Arrow of the Ice God continued forward, aimed straight at Lycan.

Lycan’s eyes widened as he braced himself, the remaining energy of his Blood Rend dissipating. He crossed his arms in front of him, trying to shield himself from the icy onslaught. The arrow struck with a resounding impact, encasing Lycan in a thick layer of frost.

Lycan struggled against the ice, his body trembling as he tried to break free. But the arrow containing Ice and Devouring Law Blood was unyielding; the devouring nature was sapping his strength. The spectators watched in awe, the intensity of the battle leaving them breathless.

Apollo, breathing heavily, watched as Lycan’s movements slowed, the frost creeping up his body. With one final, desperate effort, Lycan let out a roar, attempting to shatter the ice with a surge of blood energy. But it was too late—the combined power of the Ice Law and the Devouring Law had sealed his fate.

Lycan’s body froze completely, his form encased in a glittering, crystalline prison. The arena fell silent, the only sound being the faint crackling of ice.

Apollo lowered his bow, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The battle had taken everything he had, but he had emerged victorious.

The senior referee from the Sacred Light Empire appeared in the arena and quickly saved Lycan. This time, he used more strength than before but still found it difficult to melt the ice. It clung like stubborn maggots, and it took considerable time and effort for him to finally melt the ice.

Apollo didn’t linger in the arena, heading off to rest as the battle had taken its toll. He had given it his all, and now he needed to recover for the upcoming matches.

The crowd was initially stunned but then erupted into cheers as the conclusion declared Apollo’s victory. It was a big surprise, as most had expected Apollo’s journey to end here. Lycan was considered among the top three strongest geniuses by many, and it was already astonishing for Apollo to have come this far, especially being from an ordinary kingdom.

Master Aaron and the others laughed with pride as they witnessed Apollo’s victory over another formidable genius. Apollo’s continued success made them proud, showcasing the strength and potential of their kingdom.

With the first exciting match concluded, the battle of the top eight continued, featuring amazing battles that spectators would remember for their entire lives.

Prince Michael, as expected, won his match with ease. His strength was overwhelming, and he seemed carefree, still not having used or shown all his power. It remained a mystery just how strong he truly was.

James also continued his winning streak like a true protagonist, securing his place among the top four geniuses. His victories had captivated the audience, his underdog story resonating deeply with many who cheered for him.

Apollo, now resting in the preparation area, reflected on his victory. He knew the battles ahead would only get tougher, but he felt a renewed sense of excitement. The taste of victory against such a formidable opponent had ignited a fire within him.

The final four were now set: Apollo, Prince Michael, James, and Ceres, the only female contender who had demonstrated incredible prowess with her powerful Earth Law.

The anticipation for the semi-finals was electric. The arena buzzed with speculation and excitement. Each of the remaining fighters had proven their worth, and now the stage was set for the ultimate test of skill, strength, and wisdom.

The battle would start in two hours, giving the contenders some time to rest. The Sacred Light Empire even provided restoration potions to ensure they could recover their energy quickly.

However, Apollo didn’t even glance at the potion. First, he had access to the system store, where he could purchase potions far superior to the ones provided. Second, his body’s abnormal regenerative and recovery abilities were off the charts. He was confident he couldn’t be considered an ordinary human anymore.

Most of his wounds could heal within half an hour, and even serious injuries, like a severe cut on his chest, would heal in three or four hours. Even grandmasters who had broken the fourth limit wouldn’t have much better regenerative abilities than him.