Male Succubus Apocalypse

"What happened! How...how did he win?"

"I was clearly suppressed from the beginning to the end!"

"Devil! I told you! He is the devil incarnate!"

In the outer arena, a man covered in blood, with an unclear face, was gasping for breath, lying stretched out in the center of the arena, looking at the sky expressionlessly.

Opposite him was his opponent who was in the same terrible condition but had already lost consciousness.

This battle is extremely rare in the history of Tianmen Academy in terms of its value, influence, and attention.

The breadth of the waves that followed was incalculable.

The protagonist of this battle, the name of "Devil" will spread throughout Tianmen, but no one will find him anymore. He will become a real devil and will forever be a legend in the hearts of students.

Leaving countless speculations.

An impossible, unfathomable, unthinkable battle, where even the battle records are blurred.

……

Two days after wandering around the inner circle, Hermes came back in a bad mood, but Xu Heng did not delve into it. He did not want to ask about the situation of the "Gray Alliance".

In short, there are undercurrents in Tianmen College now, and Lin Kewei and Clara must be overwhelmed, and everyone seems to be busy.

Xu Heng was like a passerby going against the flow. He didn't feel anything much and just focused on the planning and special training for the next two days.

In order to succeed at once.

On the day of the qualifying competition, the turmoil over the establishment of the "Gray Alliance" had not subsided. Xu Heng was very happy about this, as he thought that no one would watch his competition. Although the arrangement of the qualifying competition was public, he felt that if something unexpected happened in Tianmen Academy, no one would be willing to waste time watching a competition whose outcome was almost known at a glance.

That is, the first-year student who overestimates his own abilities will be tortured by Angola, who ranks in the middle among the seniors.

Xu Heng never thought that he had a chance of winning.

But after being led to the entrance by Hermes - there was no need to explain the series of confirmation procedures - before starting, I looked outside curiously and was dumbfounded.

But the entire arena, which could only accommodate about a hundred people, was filled with people wearing clothes of four colors: red, blue, yellow and gray. They sat together very neatly. Only a small number of people were wearing normal clothes.

Among this small group of people, Xu Heng clearly saw Faret and Jeramet, who were sitting at the front, looking at the passage here with serious expressions.

No, I thought the arena was quiet before I came in, but now it's full of people! What's going on?

Level 2! And... Level 3?! Ah! What the hell! Do you really like watching me get abused?

Two days ago, Xu Heng still remembered those faces, those leaders! ... Clara! And Linkevich! Why! No! Don't play like this!

In the only gray position with first-level badges, Clara and Linkovich sat among a group of people wearing gray masks and gray clothes, which made them particularly conspicuous.

"Hermes! Have you told them? Why is there such a big commotion outside?" Xu Heng's face flushed instantly. He went back to the passage, grabbed Hermes' collar, and asked with his head raised.

"Um..." Hermes smiled awkwardly and said, "Clara found out by herself. Originally, only a few people you knew came, but you know, the celebrity effect, they all came. I couldn't stop them. After all, you could leave at any time. Except for today, they won't have more opportunities to say goodbye to you later."

"This...ah, let me get beaten in front of so many people! And in this way, won't my opponent be nervous?" Xu Heng was speechless. He slapped himself on the face and squatted down to shut himself up.

"You should thank Clara for bringing in people from all the major guilds to maintain order outside the arena. Otherwise, if only Jeramet came to watch the game, there would be even more people gathered outside the arena." Hermes consoled, "Recently, Jeramet has started a winning streak in the rankings and is very popular."

"Damn it!... Forget it, I accept it. More people means I can consume my fighting spirit faster." Xu Heng stood up weakly. At this point, he could only think positively.

Fighting in front of so many people? He couldn't even imagine how big the wave of emotions would be.

"Please enter the venue, both contestants!"

Outside the arena, the host shouted that the only thing to be thankful for was that this battle was only watched by students, and the academy officials did not send any masters to supervise the battle.

Xu Heng sighed, took out an iron sword from his ring, and walked out of the passage to the sunlit arena.

The opponent was a man with brown curly hair, freckles on his face, a slender figure, about 1.8 meters tall, but with a fresh face with a student temperament. With a very bright smile, he walked briskly to the center of the arena at the same time as Xu Heng.

"Hello, you are the first one willing to challenge me in the past three years." Angola said with a smile, showing his white teeth, his eyes curved into crescents, looking particularly harmless.

"Then could you be a little gentler?" Xu Heng said pitifully without a smile.

"Sorry, I can't do that, haha." Angora lowered her head and scratched her curly hair, looking a little embarrassed. "After all, you made such a big scene."

The ring on his hand flashed, and a red and gold whip appeared in Angola's hand.

"Don't people say dolphins are supposed to be quite gentle? Tsk." Xu Heng looked at Angola and said helplessly.

"The unranked person, Xu Heng, challenges the 183rd ranked player in level one, Angola Cages. The battle begins now!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, Xu Heng and Angola jumped back at the same time and took a defensive stance.

And, no luck.

Huh? What's going on?

Xu Heng held his sword, looking at Angola, who was holding a long-handled weapon but retreating on the defensive, and was puzzled.

"You...senior! Why are you running? Come and hit me!" Xu Heng couldn't help but speak out.

Angola didn't answer, but just smiled, pulled the whip, held it in front of him, and stared at him.

It’s over. With such a big scene, and I picked him on purpose, he was frightened by my bullying... Dolphins are smart, right?

With so many big names coming to watch the game, Angola knows that they are not here for themselves, so it is normal and logical that this freshman is willing to learn something extraordinary.

"Snap." Xu Heng quickly took action and threw the iron sword, which was easily knocked to the ground by Angola with a whip.

"Oops, the sword slipped out of my hand." Xu Heng pretended to be panicked - as fake as it could be, then hooked his finger at Angora and said, "I don't have a weapon, what should I do~ I'm going to be severely whipped by the senior~"

ah???

Not only Angola, but the whole audience was stunned. What...what kind of fighting style is this? Are they going to get beaten?

Veins bulged on his temples, and Angola swung the golden whip violently, causing dust to fly. The orange fighting spirit on his body condensed around him like a layer of mist. His figure flashed, and the whip shadow swept towards Xu Heng like a dancing snake.

He stood still, just raised his hands, showing his eyes through the gap, and began to try to take the whips.

Emotionally, Xu Heng knew that although Angola was angry, he still remained calm. This first attack must be a test for more.

Indeed, the whip shadows that looked like they were baring fangs and claws were half fake moves. The "pa", "pa", and "pa" sounds that hit the body were not heavy. Xu Heng was surprised and jumped forward. As soon as he moved, Angola retreated again.

As Angola retreated, Xu Heng also swayed and retreated. Looking at his cautious opponent, Xu Heng gritted his teeth, turned around, and slapped his butt: "Come on! Senior! Come and hit me! Why are you so scared?"

Just as he finished speaking, he was suddenly slapped on the buttocks, causing Xu Heng to feel great pain - it was really coming!

Without looking back, he turned around and ran. The sound of whips continued. Xu Heng felt the burning pain on his back, gritted his teeth and ran away.

"What are you doing? Getting beaten?"

"Are you sick?"

"Why would I want to watch a fight like this!"

Insults, along with a large amount of negative emotions, flooded into Xu Heng's mind. At the same time, the emotions behind him changed from anger to confusion and happiness.

The happy mood was rising, so the changes were traceable. During the escape, Xu Heng used his back to remember the direction and strength of each whipping.

At the edge of the venue - there was no fighting spirit shield, only an earth wall. Xu Heng stepped up, somersaulted in the air, turned around, and now was the time!

"Snap!" The whip came towards him, and Xu Heng stretched out his hand and hit it head-on, but he did not hold it. However, this move successfully disrupted the whip's continuous back-and-forth accumulation of power.

He flipped over in the air and landed on the ground, staggering and falling headfirst, but Xu Heng did not dare to stop. He rolled and crawled, and crawled out in a snake shape with experience, but the whipping sound did not come as expected.

He actually picked up the lost sword so easily.

Angora kept smiling, squinted at him and said, "Well, no need to hide, let's get started!"

"Fighting Skill: Spirit Snake!"

An orange flash hit Xu Heng's right hand holding the sword. After another reaction, Angola clenched his fist and was in front of Xu Heng.

Hit the belly!

He wanted to move his sword, but the whip had wrapped around him at some point, entangled his sword and right hand together.

“Hmm——” He spat out a large mouthful of stomach acid.

The next blow is coming!

Xu Heng quickly lowered his head, loosened his sword with his right hand, and dodged Angola's right hook, but his knee was already raised.

Unable to dodge, his head collided heavily with Angola's knee.

dizzy.

Looking at Xu Heng with his eyes half rolled up and his whole body tilted back, Angola took advantage of the victory and wanted to hit Xu Heng's chin in a row to end this boring and strange battle.

Suddenly, Xu Heng's eyes cleared up, he tilted his head, and narrowly avoided Angola's subsequent attack.

The next second, a strange scene appeared. Xu Heng raised his right fist, but then he pressed it with his left hand, which revealed a flaw. Angola retreated quickly.

It seemed as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

Something is wrong!

They both secretly exclaimed at the same time.

Xu Heng was immersed in analyzing Angola's moves because of his inexplicable anxiety, and was stunned by his right hand that suddenly wanted to counterattack.

what happened?

Moreover, he did not feel tired at all as when the domain was opened. Instead, he was extremely excited, as if an endless amount of energy was bubbling out of his body.

But this was abnormal, because his emotions took over more of the initiative than his analytical thinking, and he wanted to launch a counterattack instead of continuing to adapt to Angola's attack.

Anxious and angry, it seems that the emotions have reached some kind of agreement with the negative emotions around them.

Me, what's wrong with me?

Looking at the thin layer of orange fighting spirit that suddenly rose from his body, Xu Heng became puzzled.

"You don't need fighting skills? You want to win with your domain? Xu Heng, I have seen through you. You are an introverted domain, right? Can you predict the opponent's actions? If I keep fighting with you, I might really be defeated by your sudden attack." Angola's smile disappeared, and his brows turned into a sinister look of looking at prey. "Although I don't know who told you the information about my domain, but that's it."

Angola raised his hand, and the orange fighting spirit on Xu Heng's body dissipated, as if his body had been drained out, and a feeling of fatigue came over him like a landslide or tsunami.

My body couldn't stop spasming, and my vision went black for a moment.

"How is it? How does it feel to be overdrawn? Hahaha!" Angola laughed cruelly as he looked at Xu Heng who was trying his best to support himself and not collapse on his knees. "See if you can still predict my moves!"

"Fighting Skill - Thunder!"

Before Xu Heng could recover, orange lightning flashed on Angola's body.

He slapped Xu Heng in the face, then kicked him in the back, then swept him down with a kick. Without waiting for Xu Heng to get up, he grabbed his neck and pulled him up, then kicked him in the chest.

In the eyes of many first-level students who came to watch the game, it was just a ball of lightning spinning around Xu Heng, forcing him to constantly be put into various postures.

"I just like to bully guys like you who like to play tricks! You called so many people here, want to become famous in one battle? Hahaha! How disgusting! Now I will use Thunder to seal your meridians, and you will be a lamb to be slaughtered!" Angola whispered in Xu Heng's ear. The force of each attack was neither too strong nor too weak, just enough to prevent Xu Heng from losing his fighting ability.

……

"This little guy is the one I plan to recruit as a member after he reaches level two. His field is very interesting. I call it 'Repayment'. He can input Qi into the human body through hitting, and block the opponent's fighting skills, causing the opponent to over-consume. But because his fighting spirit is there, it cannot be felt. Once it leaves the body, it will instantly enter an overdraft state. Combined with the Thunder, if I don't defeat him strongly at the beginning, then even I didn't have more than a 50% chance of winning against him." On the audience stand, "Black Dragon" looked at Clara with a solemn expression through some people in gray clothes and said, "Is that guy named Xu Heng worthy of your attention? I don't think he is special."

"It's nothing special to you." Clara raised her eyes and glanced at the "Black Dragon". A murderous aura shot out, causing the battle-hardened "Black Dragon" to widen his eyes.

This was a murderous intent that Clara had never shown in battle.

"Xu Heng never fights a battle without preparation. Just watch. In the end, you will be shocked." Linkovich, who was sitting next to Clara, had bloodshot eyes. Although his gaze did not leave the arena, it was obviously a response to the "Black Dragon".

"Oh? Am I shortsighted? But Angola's territory is more than that." "Black Dragon" raised his eyebrows and became full of fighting spirit. However, he could not attack Clara who was extremely serious now, so he could only continue to speak.

According to the "Black Dragon", the Gray Alliance seems to be very concerned about this Xu Heng, and even Clara and Linkovich are really confident.

But he had a vague feeling that "Xu Heng" might not only have outstanding talents, but might also be very important to Clara and Linkovich.

Wait! Are they trying to use this battle to expand the influence of the Gray Alliance by using the freshmen defeating the old ones?

Then why not let the dark elf do it?

Where did this Xu Heng come from?