Chapter 1008: Chapter 429: I’m the Only Stat Monster!
Over two thousand Nether Light Seals!
This means that during Camus’s growth, he deemed over two thousand opponents worthy of being killed! And those who weren’t qualified to become Nether Light Seals would only be more! One wonders how many people Camus has killed in his life? It’s likely at least in the five-digit range.
Under the sunlight.
Nether Light Fist Camus, black hair, black eyes, black clothing.
Neither very tall nor very short, just under 1.8 meters, a full head shorter than Bai Xiao. His appearance is ordinary, the kind you’d pass by on the street and never recognize again. He wears a simple black training suit that clings to his body, outlining a physique more robust and agile than the average person, making him slightly stand out.
Camus stood in the combat arena.
Renowned as a top-tier Killing Fist, yet there wasn’t a trace of evil qi or killing intent around him, forming a stark contrast with Black Sanctuary Isaac, Bai Xiao’s opponent from the morning. Camus appeared like a background character that Black Sanctuary Isaac could easily eliminate, unnoticed by the audience on both sides.
However, among the fourteen remaining contestants in the waiting hall, none dared to underestimate him. At their level, as Peak Faction Masters, the less someone stands out, the more they seem like an ordinary person. But once the fight begins, they’re anything but simple!
In the center of the arena.
Bai Xiao wore a black and golden Dragon Elephant Fighting Suit, standing motionless like a harsh and cold statue, also without emitting any aura. His entire being seemed to sink into a deathly silence, with the air itself feeling stagnant.
Yet across from him, Nether Light Fist Camus could sense it. The strong figure ahead of him, when it moves, would be earth-shattering!
Just like in the morning, when he instantly defeated Black Sanctuary Isaac.
"Hehe..."
"This is the true demeanor of a strong opponent."
"Your previous opponent, Black Sanctuary Isaac, couldn’t even control the surrounding evil qi and killing intent, failing to contain it within. Before the battle, he released it in an attempt to suppress the enemy, feeling proud. In reality, in front of a true expert, his aura was like a balloon ready to pop at the slightest touch. A paper tiger, with no real deterrent..."
Camus looked at the expressionless Bai Xiao from afar, chuckling as he spoke. He seemed quite relaxed, with none of the pre-battle tension, not even a hint of nerves. It was unclear whether this was his natural character or if he simply enjoyed the thrill of battle.
Camus kept facing Bai Xiao, his steps shifting slightly, twisting his neck with cracking joints. He spoke with a nascent smile.
"Let me tell you something."
"Just now, when the host announced that the first bout of the top sixteen into eight would be between you and me, Light Eagle Philin privately messaged me, asking me to use Killing Fist to teach you a harsh lesson, preferably leaving you with a painful experience."
"Afterward, he’d give me plenty of benefits."
Only then did Bai Xiao, who remained as cold and silent as a statue, lift his head.
"Oh?"
Camus stopped in his tracks.
"But I refused."
"I, Camus, have fought and battled for decades, always following the desires of my heart. I want to fight you, I want to defeat you with Killing Fist. It has nothing to do with what benefits others offer me or what promises they have made. Haha, if I defeated you with Nether Light Fist for that reason, it would not complete my Killing heart, stopping it short..."
Bai Xiao slowly glanced at Camus.
This person was straightforward, initially speaking arrogantly, but now he was somewhat interesting. He seemed to be the first intriguing opponent Bai Xiao had encountered.
At least.
Camus’s dedication to the path, his martial ambition, was incredibly strong.
"Light Eagle Philin, huh?"
"It seems what Dead Sword Siger told me earlier was not far from the truth."
Bai Xiao slightly turned his head, catching a glimpse of the waiting hall out of the corner of his eye.
In the first row there, sat an elegant white armor-clad figure.
With an appearance as pristine as a holy lotus, with a substance as vile as sludge.
...
As the two finished their conversation,
A black-clad referee beside the combat arena suddenly announced loudly.
"The top sixteen into eight, first match, officially begins!"
At once, everyone’s attention shifted to the battlefield.
"Tap."
Camus lifted his right foot, stepping onto the ground, then suddenly leaned his entire weight forward, like a beast preparing to pounce on prey. Both feet pressed down with force, as if the violent burst of explosive qi and terrifying killing intent were smashing into the ground, spreading dense, spider-like cracks.
"Dragon Elephant Bai Xiao..."
"Let me personally weigh your value!"
"Boom!!!"
The ground quaked with a loud rumble.
Camus shot forward like a meteor, traversing rapidly, creating a vacuum cavity in the air. His entire body exuded killing intent that solidified, turning into a torrent of black smoke.
"Bang!"
A blurred fist suddenly flickered.
At extremely fast speed, it aimed at Bai Xiao’s left temple.
"Clang!"
Before anyone knew it, a large hand had already intercepted there, firmly grabbing Camus’s fist. Where the hand and fist clashed, between Bai Xiao’s fingers, four streaks of white qi burst out like long knives shooting into the sky, stretching hundreds of meters before waning. Additionally, a burst of massive gold-red flame exploded, instantly expanding four or five meters.