Reborn as Huo Yuhao, but also in Battle Through the Heavens

Chapter 179: A Fighter Challenges a Fighting King?

Chapter 179: A Fighter Challenges a Fighting King?

Ya Fei remained calm and tapped the side of the silver cube in her hand again.

bite-!

That peculiar, clear voice rang out again, like an invisible decree, instantly suppressing the clamor of the entire arena, leaving only heavy breathing and puzzled eyes.

"Everyone! As we all know, the art of alchemy has been passed down to this day and has long since developed into a detailed system!" Ya Fei's voice was clear and penetrating, echoing in the silent hall: "Helping people break through bottlenecks, restore their fighting spirit, and even bring the dead back to life is an indispensable aid on the path to becoming a strong person."

Her voice suddenly rose, filled with a pioneering passion: "And today! The Mittel Auction House will unveil a new era for you all! A brand new power system that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the elixir system—the Spirit Artifact!"

Whoosh—!

The wave of doubts has surged again, even more so than before!

"Comparable to elixirs? Are you kidding me!"

"What a joke! Elixirs are the culmination of countless generations of alchemists' hard work; how can they be compared to something you just concoct?"

Inside VIP Box Number One.

Jia Xingtian frowned deeply and said in a deep voice, "A new era? That old bastard Hai Bodong, his body shrank, and his brain shrank along with it?"

"A system comparable to elixirs!" Guild Master Fa Ma's face darkened further. As the leader of the Alchemist Guild, he instinctively felt provoked, his tone tinged with anger: "Utterly absurd! To use such exaggerated, sensationalist slogans to fool the world is simply—nonsense!"

However, when their gaze swept to Guhe beside them and they saw the expression on his face, they couldn't help but feel a jolt in their hearts!

"Could it be... true?"

Gu He's face showed no mockery or doubt, but rather a deep sense of anticipation.

He silently took out two longswords from his storage ring, each gleaming with a faint light—the very second-grade spiritual weapons that Huo Yuhao had given him.

"This is not an exaggeration!"

"President Fa Ma, Elder Jia, please take a look." Gu He handed the longsword to the two of them, his voice low and solemn: "This is only a second-grade spiritual weapon, but it has already greatly improved my abilities."

Gu He turned his gaze toward the auction stage, a hint of emotion in his voice: "So much time has passed—I wonder how far that kid has progressed in his understanding of the Dao of Spiritual Weapons—"

Jia Xingtian, gripping one of the swords, revealed an incredulous glint in his eyes: "Gu He, you're saying this—was also something those kids did?!"

Guhe nodded slowly.

Fa Ma observed the other sword, feeling the power contained within it. The anger on his face quickly faded, turning into a complex sigh.

"Ah—the younger generation is truly formidable! Indeed, the younger generation is formidable!"

Faced with the increasingly surging wave of doubts from the audience, Ya Fei did not use the silver-white cube to suppress the sound again. Instead, she stood on the stage with a charming smile, her eyes calmly scanning the entire audience, as if waiting for something.

Just then!

The door to a private room located slightly towards the back was suddenly flung open! A figure strode out with a powerful aura.

This man, with his white hair and beard and eyes like lightning, was none other than Feng Li, one of the ten strongest warriors of the Jia Ma Empire!

The powerful aura of a high-level Battle King spread out as if it were a tangible force, instantly plunging the noisy venue into deathly silence once again!

"It's Senior Feng Li!"

"Windrunner Feng Li! He's here too!"

"A new system comparable to elixirs? Mittel Auction House, you have quite the nerve!" Feng Li's aged yet booming voice resounded throughout the hall, filled with undisguised sarcasm and anger: "Do you really think we're three-year-old children, that we can be fooled so easily?"

Upon seeing Feng Li's appearance, a glint of triumph flashed in Ya Fei's eyes, and her smile grew even brighter: "Senior Feng Li, please calm down. Ya Fei knows that all of you, like you, must have doubts about what I said. Since that's the case—"

Ya Fei raised the silver-white cube in her hand: "How about we invite Senior Feng Li to come up on stage and experience the power of this 'spiritual artifact' for himself?"

Feng Li snorted coldly, without uttering a word. With a flicker of his figure, he appeared on the auction stage as if by teleportation, standing several feet away from Ya Fei. His powerful aura firmly locked onto the "ignorant and arrogant" woman before him.

Ya Fei calmly raised the silver-white cube in her hand and showed it to everyone: "I believe many of you are curious about this item in my hand. Now I can tell you that it is also a spiritual artifact."

She then turned to Feng Li and bowed slightly: "I have long admired Senior Feng Li's reputation. Today, I would like to take this opportunity to ask for your guidance!"

boom-!

These words caused an uproar throughout the entire auction hall!

"What did she say?! Challenge Senior Feng Li?!"

"She's insane! She's at most a Dou Zhe (Battle Master)! Senior Feng Li could crush her with a single finger!"

"Could it be—that magical artifact truly possesses heaven-defying power?!"

Inside the private room, Gu He, who had remained calm throughout, suddenly stood up, his face revealing undisguised shock: "His magical artifact—it can actually do this?!"

The powerful figures in the other private rooms couldn't sit still any longer! Yan Shi, Mu Chen, Nalan Jie, and others walked out of their private rooms and stood on the terraces outside their respective rooms.

They were all staring intently at the auction stage. This was no longer just an auction; it was a spectacle that could potentially overturn all conventional wisdom!

"You! A mere Dou Zhe, how dare you challenge me?!" Feng Li's face instantly darkened to the point of being dripping with water, and the pressure of a Dou Wang descended upon Ya Fei like a mountain!

Ya Fei's smile remained unchanged, as if the oppressive aura that could suffocate even a fighting spirit was just a gentle breeze.

"Ya Fei's strength is insufficient; she is naturally no match for you, senior! Let's agree on three moves. If you fail to defeat Ya Fei within three moves, it will be considered a draw. What do you say?"

Just as Feng Li was about to unleash his fury, a whoosh!

A nearly transparent spatial barrier appeared silently, like a giant bowl turned upside down, completely enveloping the entire auction stage! This was clearly to prevent any impact from the upcoming collisions on the audience.

Quiet room.

"Yuhao!" Xiao Yan panicked and grabbed Huo Yuhao's arm. "Is your spiritual weapon even working?! That old man Feng Li is a genuine high-level Dou Wang! Sister Ya Fei, she—"

Huo Yuhao, however, wore a teasing smile and joked, "Oh? So nervous? Feeling sorry for me?"

"Nonsense!" Xiao Yan bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face turning bright red. "I just—"

I'm just worried that if she gets injured, it will affect the auction!

Huo Yuhao easily pried Xiao Yan's hand away, his tone relaxed: "Don't worry. Did you forget what I said before? I asked a few 'seniors' to help promote it!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but then a surge of curiosity arose again: "How do you know Feng Li?"

Huo Yuhao picked up his teacup and took a casual sip: "It's very simple. Senior Feng Li is a close friend of Senior Gu He."