Blood Throne's Destruction?!
Lin Fan turned to his right side as the match with Gale Fan was about to begin. A beautiful women wearing a white top with a short skirt sat down next to him. She earned the gaze of all the Empyrean spectators and caused a minor shock to travel up Lin Fan's leg as she sat down beside him.
Her hand gently pressed against this lower thigh as she smiled and squeezed it gently with her fist.
"I'm Na Ran... You look so much like Gale Fan that I wanted to grab you and see if I could tell the difference..." Na Ran took in deep breath after deep breath as a blood throne appeared behind Gale Fan. "He's an idiot, but cute in a more rugged way then you... However, I keep getting this feeling in my heart he's about to die..."
"Tang Fan is down there with him..." Lin Fan shrugged off the ladies worries as he shook his head and clenched his fist. "The only one who is going to die is that little brat for going off an adventure at the cost of my points..."
"Oh, so I must be losing my mind because I sat down by you then after watching squash the Empyrean Youth League... Did you know Empyrean girls get most turned on by displays of power? I'm afraid that idiot down there won't impress my dad..."
"He looks like me... Maybe he'll put it off... If he can cause a pretty girl like you to worry, then he at least has some hope... Why are you so beautiful by the way? What does a mother have to do in her life to make such sweet looking offspring?"
"Father... The match is about to start, and you're even making me blush!" Mimi Fan interrupted as Lin Fan nodded his head and turned towards Gale Fan.
The Blood Throne behind him shimmered with a bizarre sanguine light as it slowly began to transform. Gale Fan reached back and pulled out a long blood red sword as a dragon manifested behind him out of the Blood Throne.
Boris Lang closed his eyes and tapped his finger impatiently as the judge tried to stutter the words start. The judge had never seen such a high ranked Heavenly Chest Treasure, and was beginning to feel the world crushing in on him as two more dragons manifested from the blood of the throne.
[Blood Sculpting, Blood Smith, and Blood Blessings]
The ability to use the blood from the blood throne to create weapons, creatures, and increase the strength of the owner of the throne. Gale Fan decided to not hold anything back. The sheer fact that his opponent came onto the stage by himself made him boil with rage.
"You're like a little Lin Fan, but you look dumber... At least he has an intelligent glint in his eye... You look like a bumpkin that was mixed in with fertilized shit..."
"I kill you, and then use blood to reach Apotheosis Rank... Your mother next..." Gale Fan stuck out his tongue to the incredulity of Boris Lang. He shook his head and snapped his fingers, causing his fire wings to appear like magic.
"I'm already almost an expert in the law of fire... You think I couldn't become a demi-god right now, little bumpkin? I'm waiting for the day I master five laws, so I can become a god in under a hundred years!"
"Your mother bumpkin... She bump me every night..." Gale Fan signaled Tang Fan and his two blood dragons to surround Boris Lang. "She say my name backwards and it sounds so exotic!"
"Even shit can piss me off..." Boris Lang opened his hand as a fire blade appeared as he activated [Fire of Everlasting Torment]. Instantly, he seemed to disappear from the eyes of Tang Fan and Gale Fan as a line of light twisted around the stage.
Boris Lang appeared at the corner of the stage before he licked his hands of the red substance that had gotten on the tip of his blade. At the same time, Tang Fan's body started to fall towards the floor in two pieces as Gale Fan's eyes opened wide with fear.
He looked down at his blood emperors sword that had been sliced in half and the blood dripping from his arm. He felt such an overwhelming fear that his entire being screamed for him to get off the stage.
"You.... you successfully blocked one attack... ten more attacks and I'll jump off the stage..." Boris Lang smiled as his body once again seemed to turn into a serpent that blurred faster then the eye could see. A tornado literally shot out horizontally behind him as he moved and sent Tang Fan's body towards the edge of the ring.
The entire crowd was retching with disgust as Tang Fan's blood dripped along the ground. He left a trail behind him that caused the judges to quench their fists. It wasn't illegal to cut a person in half, but it definitely wasn't recommended.
At the Forbidden Stage, you wouldn't die, but your future prospects would be ruined. Tang Fan could be heard girgling with pain as Lin Fan's face curled up with a smile...
"Would you like me to help Gale Fan... In exchange for a date?" Lin Fan said as he turned to Na Ran as she wiped the tears off her eyes... "If I help him, it will be our little secret you come visit me..."
"What could I possibly do for you? my sister is hotter then me..." Na Ran pointed to Yan Ran and then back at herself. She was thinner and petite without the huge weapons on her chest that her sister shook with every movement... "All I have is a brain... I'm smart enough to tell you aren't an idiot..."
"I want the law I feel flowing from you... I want to learn the law of water from making you stay up late with me one night... I want to hear you scream my name..."
"A gentlemen always invites his girls over only after he keeps his promises..." Na Ran squeezed Lin Fan's thigh and moved her hand lower down his leg... "You protect that idiot... I'll give you a book I wrote that has to do with the law of water... However, if you tell anyone, I'll crush any hopes you have of a date with me and my sister..."
"I can actually cook too... Not the bad kind of meal, but the kind that makes you want to stay up all night working on studying..." Na Ran let go of his leg before she pat it a few times...
Lin Fan smiled and nodded his head.
Gale Fan spun in the air and summoned a blood tornado around him that shot out thorns in every direction as a line of red fire circled around him and slashed down into the tornado.
Three dragons came out of that tornado and tried to swallow that line of fire, but the difference in speed between Gale Fan and Boris Lang was too great. Lin Fan already have a perfect five element body, so could unleash a speed at least close to Boris Langs, which is why Boris Lang considered him a threat.
However, Gale Fan only had mastered one element and could barely see anything but the shadow of death as Boris Lang's blade slammed against his own. However, he still had one move left that could unleash an unheard amount of damage.
His Blood Throne shimmered behind him as an armor appeared on his body that slowly dripped across his skin and slowly solidified with a dark demonic color. Even Boris Lang was somewhat intimidated as he stepped back and stopped his eighth attack.
"You're one tough idiot..." Boris Lang said as he snapped his fingers and caused a gigantic ball of flames to appear circling around him on the floor. "However, the next move I'm about to use is called [Hell-Fire Prison]. If I use it, you can forget about ever walking again... Surrender now, or you'll be using a body of wax until the day you die..."
"I proud to be winner... I already won..." Gale Fan smiled before suddenly his Blood Throne imploded and turned into a cloud of dust that swirled directly into his mouth. "I... I think your head make up for blood lost... What you like yourself cooked medium rare?"
"You're sacrificing your blood throne? Are you an idiot?"
"Hi!" Tang Fan smiled as he hugged Boris Lang and suddenly turned into a wooden statue... "Don't move so he can hit you okaay..."
Boris Lang scoffed and attempted to move before he discovered his own body fighting against what felt like parasites climbing into his skin. The sudden surprise attack by Tang Fan paralzed him as a blood red sword sped directly towards his face.
"You... you're dead! Na Ran will be mine... you the piece of shit!"