Chapter 534
by fanqienovelChapter 534: Breaking the Ice
“That guy actually came down!”
“He’s confronting the Ice Queen directly?”
“Isn’t he afraid of falling to his death from that height?”
The arena buzzed with chatter as Midi’s attack became clear. But soon, the crowd fell silent, holding their breath.
This was an unprecedented battle. A mere Black Dragon warrior had not only withstood an attack from the Children of the Dragon but also revealed a devastating trump card to strike back—something never seen in the thousand-year history of the Black Dragon Conference.
Now, whether supporters hoping for Midi’s triumph or opponents craving his defeat, all knew this battle defied prediction. Only figures like the Thunder King Odin or the temple heads might grasp its true flow.
Yet even Odin, the strongest of the Children of the Dragon, watched with gleaming eyes, his gaze burning with excitement and fighting spirit.
“This human… could he truly…?”
Odin muttered, battle intent flaring as he stared at Midi—a look he’d never given even his fellow Children. The Thunder King now saw Midi as a true rival.
As these thoughts raced through the crowd, Midi descended.
He plummeted like a comet, dragging a trail of red-black flame, his crushing pressure making Arena 3 shudder before he even landed. Remaining ice and snow scattered instantly.
Then he struck—a black thunderbolt from the sky.
The Horn King Greatsword slammed into Catherine’s ice shields.
The first five layers exploded into icy shards.
The sixth shattered to pieces.
The seventh split with a wail.
At last, the blade met the eighth shield—Catherine’s final, sturdiest defense. The greatsword hesitated…
Then the Black Iron Dragon Flame around Midi erupted, propelling him forward.
“BREAK!”
His roar shook the arena as cracks spiderwebbed across the eighth shield—before it burst with a thunderous crash.
Another explosion echoed.
"The Ice Queen" Catherine was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.
She soared dozens of meters across the arena, crashing multiple times before finally skidding to a halt.
When Catherine finally struggled to her feet, a vivid streak of crimson blood stained the corner of her lips.
Though her pre-cast defensive spells had activated at the last moment, Midi’s strike had still wounded her.
A peak level 66 Black Dragon warrior had injured a small-success level 69 Child of the Dragon!
Such unimaginable power!
Before the crowd could react, overwhelming black flames erupted again from the arena’s center, heating the entire battleground.
Midi broke through again!
Small-success level 67!
That final attack hadn’t just shattered Catherine’s iron-wall defenses – it also smashed through Midi’s own bottleneck, propelling him from peak level 66 straight to level 67!
This defied all reason!
Even the battle-hardened Black Dragon warriors froze in disbelief at Midi’s advancement.
Using level 68 Shelly as a grinding stone had been understandable, given her mediocre attack power.
But now? He’d not only used the famously powerful Ice Queen as his whetstone, but leveled up mid-battle!
He’d even wounded a Child of the Dragon!
Three levels weaker than his opponent, yet seizing victory while gaining benefits – how monstrous was this human?
What kind of schemes had he devised?
How many hidden cards did he possess?
Thor from Arena 3 stood dumbfounded.
As Mososbury City’s strongest Black Dragon warrior and reigning "Warrior", he now faced a rival matching his cultivation level in mere months.
Level 68 Ingman watched grimly.
Though still one level ahead, he knew this human would overtake Blue Lake City’s strongest warrior soon. Even without further breakthroughs, Ingman now feared confronting Midi.
Though Ingman aspired to become a Child of the Dragon, he lacked confidence to even stalemate such an opponent.
Yet Midi had drawn blood from the Ice Queen herself – proof of strength surpassing mere level differences.
Zaknavan’s group stood shell-shocked.
They’d believed in Midi’s strength and hoped for victory, but reality surpassed all expectations.
Countless thoughts raced through the spectators’ minds.
On the scarred battlefield, Midi stared at Catherine’s bloodied form dozens of meters away.
"I should thank you," Midi said calmly. "Without your relentless pressure, I’d never have reached level 67 so quickly."
"You think this is enough to beat me?" Catherine snarled, wiping blood from her mouth. Though her posture remained regal, uncertainty flickered in her eyes.
"No," Midi shook his head, fingers tightening around his sword hilt. "That was just the first strike."
“Not good!” Catherine felt a sinking heart as she instantly fired dozens of freezing spears. A rapidly formed Frozen for Thousands of Miles spread across the battlefield.
Yet Midi moved faster. In the blink of an eye, he teleported twice to escape her attack range before soaring higher into the high skies. This time, he stopped at a terrifying height of 1,200 meters.
Black fire orbs rained down again.
Another unstoppable Heavenly Dragon Strike descended from the heavens.
Midi repeated his assault while Catherine remained helpless. This was pure suppression through superior strength and flying advantage.
The Ice Queen could only circle helplessly in the Arena. Even knowing his tactics, she found no countermeasures – she couldn’t even fight back.
With each dive and strike against her ice shield, Midi’s cultivation grew steadier. His level 67 small success stabilized further. His attacks kept gaining power.
As black fire orb explosions intensified and Heavenly Dragon Strikes hit harder, even Catherine began crumbling. She could endure one or two blows, but ten? Twenty? Thirty?
Worse still, Midi’s attacks kept strengthening.
The proud Child of the Dragon finally realized the truth – not only couldn’t she defeat Midi, but this rapidly improving opponent might actually kill her.
_If only I’d crushed him immediately!_ Bitter regret flooded Catherine’s heart. She’d originally dismissed Midi as a mere nuisance, casually forcing him into the Black Dragon Conference. Yet within days, he’d beaten two eastern temple fighters and now pushed her to the brink.
Each aerial strike cracked her defenses. Each blow sent her staggering. The physical pain paled against the humiliation battering her pride.
No matter how she struggled, the Ice Queen found zero flaws in Midi’s onslaught. The despair she’d meant to inflict now choked her own heart as she faced an impossible gap between them.
“Time to end this.” Midi’s voice echoed from 1,500 meters up.
A glowing object flew from his palm, hovering at 100 meters while releasing waves of magic – the Devouring Sound Orb taken from Shelly.
The crowd gasped. With Midi growing stronger and Catherine weakening, refusing surrender meant only one thing: execution.
Black Iron Dragon Flame thickened around Midi like never before. He meant to kill a Child of the Dragon.
Then a calm voice cut through:
“Mr. Midi, might this master offer counsel?”
The speaker was the eastern temple’s level 71 True Expert.