Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)-Chapter 513: "Watch your mouth!"

A woman beside him crossed her arms, glaring at Da Hei. "How could you betray your own people for this prick?" she spat, her voice dripping with disdain.

Xiang Yu pinched the bridge of his nose, irritation bubbling beneath the surface. "Who said he betrayed you?" he replied, cutting through the tension.

Mei, quick to grasp Xiang Yu’s intent, jumped in. "So Da Hei can’t come for medical treatment?"

Su Jing snorted coldly, her eyes narrowing. "You think we are stupid?"

Lian shrugged. "Kind of," she quipped innocently, her tone light but her gaze sharp.

Su Jing’s teeth ground together as she glared at Lian. "Watch your mouth!"

Xiang Yu bristled at the way Su Jing spoke to the twins. He rose from his seat, his expression fierce, every muscle in his body tensing with unyielding energy.

The air around him thickened, an aura so intimidating that several members of Su Jing’s group instinctively took a step back.

"What do you want?" he inquired, his voice calm but laced with an undercurrent of menace. The sound of his words sent a chill down their spines, making it clear he was not to be trifled with.

Though Su Jing masked her fear well, a flicker of hesitation crossed her face. But she quickly regained her composure and handed him a purple card. "Lu Lu is challenging you to a fight in the arena. It’s a fight until one taps out."

Xiang Yu’s mood had darkened ever since Han Xin left. He felt cooped up, energy swirling around him without an outlet. This was the opportunity he needed, the vent for his pent-up frustrations.

"When?" he asked, eyes narrowing with interest.

A sneer twisted Su Jing’s lips, satisfaction dancing in her eyes. She could see she had hooked him.

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Xiang Yu stepped into the small arena, the noise of the gathered crowd washing over him like a wave. The place was packed with eager spectators, their voices a cacophony of excitement and anticipation.

They rarely had the chance for entertainment, and they had come in droves to see the infamous Xiang Yu, hoping to witness his downfall against Lu Lu.

Lu Lu was renowned as one of the most powerful Awakened, a figure of fear and respect across the continent. His power was Biomass Manipulation, a rare ability that allowed him to transform organic matter into formidable weapons and armour. Xiang Yu scanned the crowd, sensing the energy pulsing through the arena. It was a mixture of thrill and malice directed at him.

Lu Lu’s story was one of hardship and resilience. He had once lived in solitude with his sister deep in the wastelands, far removed from civilization. One fateful day, while searching for food, he returned to their camp only to find it ransacked.

Someone had infiltrated their home and kidnapped his sister. Driven by rage and desperation, he followed the tracks left behind, and in his pursuit, he crossed paths with Han Xin’s party.

In an unlikely alliance, they had managed to track down and rescue his sister from the clutches of the ravagers. The reunion had filled him with relief and gratitude, leading him to join Han Xin’s faction for his sister’s safety.

But now, with lingering anger about Han Xin’s decision to let Xiang Yu roam free after he attacked the city, Lu Lu found himself at a crossroads.

The recent incident had stirred a deeper resentment within him. He felt the weight of betrayal. The trust he had placed in Han Xin felt shattered, and he was reconsidering his place within the faction.

When he learned of Han Xin’s "don’t execute" order, but that Xiang Yu could still be challenged, Lu Lu seized the opportunity. He knew that the fight would draw the crowd, giving him a chance to confront Xiang Yu head-on.

As Xiang Yu approached the centre of the arena, he could see the flash of determination in Lu Lu’s eyes. This wasn’t just a fight for sport. It was personal.

The arena buzzed with a palpable rage, the crowd chanting Lu Lu’s name like a furious anthem. Their voices swelled, raw and primal, amplifying the tension that hung thick in the air. At the centre stood Xiang Yu, his calm demeanour betraying neither fear nor arrogance.

The high sun beat down on him, its rays dancing on the tense atmosphere. To the spectators, Xiang Yu seemed foolish for accepting this challenge more especially because he was an ordinary person.

Across from him, Lu Lu smirked, his teeth bared like a predator catching sight of its prey. He felt a deep disdain for Xiang Yu’s quiet confidence, the way he carried himself as if the judgment of hundreds meant nothing.

Everyone knew Xiang Yu was an exceptional fighter, but he was not an Awakened, which disqualified him from a leadership position after his adopted mother. Lu Lu was aware of this and he had no intention of holding back. freewebnσvel.cѳm

With a dramatic flourish, Lu Lu extended his hands. The air shimmered with the first signs of his Biomass Manipulation. A grotesque display of lifeless roots began writhing at his feet like serpents in a frenzy. The ground sighed beneath him, releasing life into his control.

Before Xiang Yu could react, sharp projectiles erupted from the earth. Spears of bone and thorns shot toward him with deadly precision. The crowd erupted in a roar of cheers, screaming for Xiang Yu’s demise, savouring the thrill of impending violence.

But in a blur that defied comprehension, Xiang Yu moved. He ducked low, twisted his body, and sidestepped gracefully with an agility that bordered on the supernatural.

Each movement was fluid, each motion a testament to his honed instincts. The spears collided with the ground, splintering into fragments that flew into the air, harmlessly missing their mark.

Lu Lu’s expression darkened, anger rushing through him. He roared with fury, pulling more energy from the surrounding environment. A monstrous wall of roots erupted behind him, pulsating and grotesque, as its branches twisted into new lethal projectiles.

"You can’t escape forever!" Lu Lu spat, his voice venomous, echoing through the arena as he launched another barrage of sharp weaponry. Xiang Yu narrowed his eyes, the flicker of determination igniting within them.