Becoming God of a Dystopian World

"Hahaha."

Pi Hao laughed like a maniac as the disciple in front of him got angrier and agitated.

He swung his sword at Pi Hao with killing intent.

'Swoosh.'

'Clang'

"Why?"

'Swoosh'

'Clang'

"Why?"

The disciple cried out as every time he felt like he would slice off Pi Hao's hand in half, his sword would stop as though it was trapped.

"No matter how much force I apply on my sword, it won't pass through...but, WHY?"

He couldn't understand the palm technique that Pi Hao was using.

"It's my hardened water palm."

Pi Hao showed the disciple his palm, half of which was light blue while the other half was dark grey.

This was the last defensive method of the 'Water Metal Technique'. Even though it had failed against Zhao Luo, now was the time that Pi Hao's 'Hardened Water Palm' would shine.

While Pi Hal was showing his palm, the opponent in question, the disciple with the sword swung her sword at Pi Hao.

"Even this won't work."

Pi Hao smirked at the sneaky attack of the disciple.

'Clang.'

Then he blocked the sword with the upper part of his palm, the grey area.

The disciple applied pressure on his sword as he tried to lower it on Pi Hao.

"Hmph."

Pi Hao slightly turned his palm as the blue part of his palm came in contact with the sword.

'Splash.'

Following a sound as though something had dropped in a pond, the sword of the disciple was trapped in Pi Hao's palm.

The disciple was shocked and felt helpless.

"I told you, it won't work."

Pi Hao's sound entered his ear as he looked at Pi Hao's face which was closing in on his face.

The disciple thought that the madman Pi Hao was going to kiss him.

"What are you tryi-"

'Bang!'

Right then Pi Hao's thick forehead slammed right into the disciple's head.

"Agh."

The disciple backed away while his feet wobbled as he couldn't even stand straight.

"I give up."

He shouted in despair and this ended the battle with Pi Hao's victory.

In the while fight, Pi Hao had been only using one of his hands. Since his right arm was still numb.

'Woosh.'

Pi Hao raised his left fist showing that he had won the fight and was swarmed with applaud from the spectators.

"Will you continue?"

The elder asked him but Pi Hao shook his head.

"Your new rank will be 71. Go get your arm treated and then you can join the others."

The elder told Pi Hao.

'Nod.'

Pi Hao nodded and got off the stage.

Before making his way to the Junior Elder, he glanced towards Zhao Luo's direction.

"Brother I won!"

Pi Hao shouted with a big smile on his face.

It was Zhao Luo who had told him to challenge the 71st disciple and he had done so.

"Good."

Zhao Luo replied while watching Pi Hao walk away.

[ The last five challengers are left ]

The elders announced in a loud voice and his sound echoed around in the whole Colosseum.

This was to let them know that around five more matches would take place before the whole tournament ends.

'I am eager to see, how they will do in their challenge.'

The elder looked down after he had finished his announcement.

His eyes were set on Zhao Luo and Xiao Yu.

'And who will they be challenging.'

The elder couldn't help but get excited as he had seen Zhao Luo and Xiao Yu's fight and experienced their strength when he had to interrupt their battle.

On the side where Zhao Luo and the other four were.

"Good Luck."

Zhao Luo said to Si Chen who was ready to get on with his turn.

'Nod.'

Si Chen nodded his head and looked towards the stage as he started moving his steps toward it.

"Hey, don't lose too fast."

Feng Ma said to Si Chen who was walking away from there.

Listening to Feng Ma, Si Chen smirked and gave him a look before jumping on the stage.

Back at the side, Zhao Luo was speaking to Feng Ma.

"You could have worded that better. You shy fellow."

Zhao Luo said to Feng Ma as he was aiming to tease him for that.

Feng Ma looked down with embarrassment and brought his wine flask close to his mouth and started drinking his wine.

'Gulp.'

Even though he was drinking his wine, he was still glancing at Si Chen.

On the stage, Si Chen had already announced the disciple he wanted to challenge.

The elder had informed the disciple and was going to announce the match.

[ The fifth disciple, Si Chen has challenged the 60th disciple, Wei Ban ]

Right after Elder's announcement, a disciple with a headband jumped on the stage and stood in front of Si Chen.

"Hey, isn't he the young master of the Wei family?"

Someone from one of the spectator's seats said as he pointed at Wei Ban.

"Indeed he is. The family who is the master at spear arts."

"I heard his younger brother is a prodigy."

"I have heard of that too. The family head of the Wei Family has been giving special attention to his youngest son. But that doesn't change the fact that Wei Ban is also a prodigy."

People started discussing Wei Bin more than the two on the stage.

On the stage, Si Chen looked at Wei Ban with rebelling eyes.

"How long has it been?"

Suddenly, Wei Ban spoke with a calm tone.

"A year."

Si Chen slowly replied to Wei Ban.

He wanted to challenge someone in the ranking of 60s but as soon as Si Chen got on the stage and found Wei Ban standing there, Si Chen challenged him.

It had happened a year ago when Si Chen was badly defeated by Wei Ban so this fight was an important one for him.

"Did you really want this rank that much that you challenged me even though I defeated you so badly last time?"

Wei Ban questioned Si Chen with a cold voice as he looked at him with a condescending gaze.

"Interesting."

Zhao Luo commented as he listened to their exchanges.