MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again

As the battle fervor continued to rise, Lu Hong made the first move, wielding the Holy Sword and slashing fiercely toward Tai'e.

With a loud bang, Lu Hong was sent flying a hundred zhang away by Tai'e's ferocious strength.

"You're too weak," Tai'e said, looking at him indifferently, without moving to pursue.

Regaining his balance, Lu Hong took a deep breath. This d*mn Tai'e was indeed formidable; the Lion King was not just for show.

Seeing Lu Hong retreat with a single punch, the Lionheart elders were immediately pleased, with the third elder even boasting to the Netherworld God observing from the sidelines, "I wonder if our clan's current Beast King meets the great Netherworld God's standards?"

The Netherworld God didn't respond, instead focusing quietly on the figure on the arena.

Despite being defeated in one blow, Lu Hong did not give up. He knew the gap in strength between himself and Tai'e; to bridge it, he had to fight desperately!

With divine light surging, Lu Hong activated Descending Heavenly God and launched another attack at Tai'e.

This time, Lu Hong infused his immense blood qi and, with the amplification from Descending Heavenly God and Arrival of the Lion King, his strength was not much weaker than Tai'e's.

Another dull sound echoed as Tai'e steadily blocked, but Lu Hong did not retreat repeatedly as before.

This clash brightened the eyes of the beastmen watching beneath the arena.

"Good!" Tai'e couldn't help but praise, after all, this guy was his own kind.

Yet, despite the praise, Tai'e did not hold back. With a swift move, he aimed a backhand punch at Lu Hong's face.

Lu Hong quickly dodged, turning the sword to slash at Tai'e's side.

Tai'e's body shuddered, and the power of the Lion King exploded, sending Lu Hong flying.

This time, Tai'e opened the chase, raining down sandbag-sized fists on Lu Hong.

Tai'e had extensive combat experience. Despite it being a melee, he fought closely with Lu Hong, which was crucial. The saying goes, "the longer the distance, the stronger." With a Divine Weapon in hand, to harness its full power, the fighting distance was of utmost importance. In such close quarters, Lu Hong's sharp Holy Sword almost had no effect and instead constrained his movement.

Sensing the limitation of his weapon in such close combat, Lu Hong sheathed the Holy Sword, clenched his fists, and engaged in a brawl with Tai'e.

The two exchanged blow for blow, fighting with fervor.

On the divine-powered reinforced arena, they continuously unleashed the power within them, the surging magic power clashing against the protective barrier, creating wave after wave of explosive roars.

Seeing Lu Hong sheathe his sword and begin to brawl with Tai'e, the observing beastmen gradually acknowledged Lu Hong as a true beastman.

In a beastman blood fight, who needs external weapons?

As the battle continued, Lu Hong was the first to sustain injuries, taking several punches from Tai'e.

Each punch made Lu Hong cough up blood.

Pained by the blows, Lu Hong recklessly risked his life, exchanging injuries with Tai'e, landing a punch on Tai'e's face.

The impact of this punch was immense; even Tai'e couldn't help but momentarily lose focus and take three steps back.

Seeing Lu Hong pursuing him, Tai'e let out a Lion King's roar, forcing Lu Hong to retreat.

As they distanced themselves, Tai'e felt his nose heat up, wiped it, and found it was bleeding.

He immediately cursed angrily, "You d*mn brat, you even beat your father!"

"Heh, I don't have a father who beats his own son to death," Lu Hong pointed at several places on his body. "I don't even know how many bones of mine are broken; what's a little nosebleed to you?"

"D*mn it, it's righteous for a father to beat his son, and besides, who are you calling 'father'?"

"Because I like it. What can you do about it?"

"All right, then let me teach you a lesson today, so you learn to respect your father."

With that, Tai'e took the initiative to attack, the Lion King Fist exploding in all directions, pressing toward Lu Hong.

Naturally recognizing the power of this punch, Lu Hong immediately used Blood Qi Shockwave, violently releasing his blood qi.

With a resounding boom, the two forces continued to explode on the divine-powered protected arena.

At the same time, the two dark figures intertwined again, reigniting the fierce battle.

As the contest continued, Tai'e clearly felt Lu Hong's increasingly aggressive attacks, and his skills in punching and kicking had visibly improved.

Initially, Tai'e landed three or four hits on Lu Hong before Lu Hong could get a chance to retaliate, but after three hours, Tai'e hit Lu Hong twice and Lu Hong was already able to respond with a punch.

"Such a strong learning ability," Tai'e couldn't help but lament internally, but no matter what, Tai'e still held the absolute upper hand.

The Lion King's bloodline had a tremendous regenerative ability, and Tai'e stood at the top of this lineage, his recovery far surpassed Lu Hong's.

Even though both exchanged blows that could cause comparable damage, with a stronger regenerative capacity, Tai'e naturally held the absolute advantage.

At this moment, Lu Hong had already shielded his body with his blood qi, accelerating his healing under the blessing of energy and minimizing the damage from Tai'e's punch power.

The battle raged on for seven days and nights. Lu Hong and Tai'e both approached the brink of exhaustion.

"You... you old thing, why haven't you fallen yet?" Lu Hong, with little blood left to spit, lay on the arena like a heap of mud.

As for Tai'e, he wasn't much better off, also sitting on the ground, supporting himself with an arm to stay upright. "Little rascal... how could your father possibly fall before you?"

"There are always new talents emerging, replacing the older generations; though you're strong, this is no longer your era," Lu Hong steadied his breath, beginning to fully heal his wounds.

Hearing this, Tai'e didn't refute. Over the past few days of fighting, Tai'e indeed acknowledged Lu Hong's strength, and with his youth, Lu Hong's future achievements would be beyond comparison.

Nevertheless, Tai'e was still worried about Lu Hong's ability to handle the beast tribe's affairs impartially, so he spoke up, "If someday there is resentment between the Human Race and beasts, how will you handle it?"

"I'll establish laws and judge according to them."

"The beast race has suffered greatly warring against the heavens. How will you manage it?"

"Allocate a good domain, restore and nurture them. As long as I'm around, the beast race will not decline."

Hearing Lu Hong's response, Tai'e nodded, "If you indeed can do so, I can be at ease."

Saying so, Tai'e wobbled to his feet, "I have one last move. Let's see if you can handle it?"

Lu Hong also gathered his blood qi, barely standing up, "Bring it on. Am I supposed to fear you?"

Tai'e nodded, "I hope you can take it."

With that, Tai'e's momentum gathered, the Lion King's imposing aura surged, and a pair of scarlet lion eyes emerged from his back.

Sensing the terrifying power of this move, Lu Hong too mustered all his blood qi. Though without a sword in hand, Lu Hong still channeled energy into his fists, activating the Eternal Sword. This was the mightiest skill Lu Hong could present to date.

Observing the scene, the Lionheart elders nodded, smiling, "It seems our Lionheart lineage truly has potential, having created a unique skill."

The Netherworld God shifted his gaze from Lu Hong, glancing at Tai'e. Just with this self-created skill, if Tai'e leaves the Star Sea without suppression, he will quickly ascend to the God Realm. How far he goes from there will depend on his own fortune.

As the lion's eyes grew ever brighter, the pressure intensified.

As for Lu Hong, he gathered all his blood qi with a do-or-die determination, facing Tai'e.

After some time, the lion let out a deafening roar, transforming into a streak of Jin Guang, charging at Lu Hong.

Simultaneously, Lu Hong unleashed a charged punch, his immense blood qi surging with the power to break through heaven.

As the two forces collided, even the divinely reinforced arena couldn't withstand the strain.

As for the beastmen beneath the arena, they watched the final outcome with tense expressions.

Finally, the dust settled, Lu Hong leaning on the Blood Holy Sword, barely standing, looking at Tai'e, who had fainted on the arena.

This sight truly surprised the Lionheart elders, who stood up with a sullen expression.

The Netherworld God coldly snorted from the side, "What, in an arena battle, you and I watch, and still you think there's something fake?"

"This...," the Lionheart elders were also at their wit's end. Lu Hong truly hadn't resorted to tricks. Though Tai'e lost, it was evident to their Heavenly God eyes that he hadn't gone all out.

After a long while, Tai'e finally regained consciousness and said, "I lost, but you have a long way to go if you wish to become the true Beast King, so be mindful."