Inevitable Battle - Part 2

"What is your prediction, Master Yun Ji?" Zhan Ling asked a man in his late fifties.

Despite his age, he still looked strong and sharp. He was a Master Instructor who had been invited to analyze the two contestants for today's match.

Under his golden hand, many gold class heroes had been born. He was a legend even though he never produced a single Emperor Class Hero.

Yun Ji strokes his gray beard, seemingly in deep thought. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth.

"I am not sure either. It's been a few years since Ryan White's last fight. I'm sure he's gotten stronger, but we can't underestimate someone who has produced two Emperor Class Heroes. This is a difficult choice."

Yun Ji tried to dodge the question with "I don't know! But of course, as a veteran in her field, there was no way that Zhan Ling would just let it go.

"Hoho, really? But you have to decide, Master Yun Ji. The people are waiting to hear your choice," Zhan Ling winked at her team.

"Choose! Choose! Choose!"

The spectators in the Dome Arena shouted loudly, "Choose! The deafening voice was transmitted to the studio, causing Master Yun Ji to jump back for a moment.

"It seems that people are waiting for our prediction, Master Yun Ji? So who do you think will win?"

Master Yun Ji tried not to offend both characters, so he said that he did not know. However, there was a name in his mind that he just did not want to say out loud.

But now, he was forced to reveal that name. Master Yun Ji smiled wryly and replied, "Ryan White! I have actually never seen President Xing fight, so I am more inclined to go with Ryan White.

That was it, Master Yun Ji refused to say more. Zhan Ling also had no intention of forcing the old man to speak and turned to another old man next to Master Yun Ji.

This old man was much older than Master Yun Ji, Park Song-Hoon. He was also a Master Instructor, but he had retired a few years ago.

Park Song-Hoon of the Park family was even more famous than Master Yun Ji when he was still active. He had produced an Emperor Class Hero, Park Jin-Soo, the 15th rank Emperor Class Hero.

"Ryan White will win!" Park Song-Hoon answered straightforwardly. His voice also contained a great deal of confidence.

"Just like what Master Yun Ji said, I have never seen our president fight, but I have seen how strong Ryan White is!"

Since Master Yun Ji was still active as a Hero Instructor, he had to be careful with his words. It was actually different when it came to the retired Park Song-Hoon. He was no longer tied to the Hero League and could say whatever he wanted.

"That's the panel's prediction, what about yours?" Zhan Ling turned to the camera as soon as she got what she wanted from the two old men.

The question was directed to the people watching the broadcast. As soon as she threw out the question, the chat burst with two names, Xing Heero and Ryan White.

"All right, you guys have your prediction and we have ours, but we don't know who's going to win. Let's..."

Before Zhan Ling finished her conclusion, Master Yun Ji stopped her, "Wait a minute, Beauty Zhan Ling. That was our prediction, not yours!"

The old man smiled slyly as he looked at the pretty hosts, "You didn't say yours."

Master Yun Ji's meaning was as clear as the sky. He asked the girl to make her prediction.

You forced us to choose, now it's your turn to choose.

"Ah, you are right! I haven't said mine yet. I choose President Xing, ninety-nine percent, he will win the battle."

Zhan Ling said with a pretty smile and her answer surprised everyone, including her team in the studio.

'You haven't seen him fight, but I have. He could fly while Ryan White could not. There's no way someone can't fly to beat someone who can fly,' she thought.

That was their thought.

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"She really is my regular customer," Heero commented with a slight smile when he heard Zhan Ling's prediction.

He was on his way to the main arena, but he could still hear her voice in the hallway. The sound of the broadcast filled the entire Dome Arena.

Two old men were standing near the entrance. The two were wearing martial arts clothes and Heero recognized them.

Kim Jung-Mun and Bai Xian Ming. They were here to escort Heero to the main stage and were also the referee for this fight.

"Tsk, I thought I would have more time to relax and spend my time playing after you became president. But here I am," the old man clicked his tongue at his in-law.

Of course, it was the old man's joke, he did not mean it. But neither Heero nor Kim Jung-Mun laughed.

Heero just rolled his eyes at his wife's grandfather and thought to himself, 'Look, the noob's talking!

"Go easy on him! We need his manpower to fight the specters, too," Kim Jung-Mun tried to ask Heero to go easy on him.

People might think that Ryan White was the one with a big advantage. But that was just because they had never seen how strong Heero was.

Heero's fight footage was kept secret, appart from the Elders, the Executives, the Supreme Guardian. Only a handful of people knew. Kim Jung-Mun was one of those handful of people.

"Depends on him.

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On the other side, Wu Shitian received Ryan White. It was agreed that the fight would be observed by three referees, two of them being Supreme Guardian and the last was Bai Xian Ming.

Ryan White was wearing a little armor, no fancy plate armor, but the White Household's trademark martial attire and a two-meter sword on his back.

He smiled at the old man out of courtesy.

Wu Shitian looked at the young man's smiling face with a blank expression. When Ryan White reached him, he said in a flat tone, "You should have never challenged him, you are still far below him!"

After watching the battle footage of the Regal Kingdom. The old man admitted that Heero was on a different level. He wanted to tell the young man to give up the fight, but his words could be considered rude to Ryan White.

He appreciated the young man next to him, so he tried to tell him to give up. But the old man did not realize that his words only added fuel to the fire.

"Hah," Ryan White let out a small laugh and continued, "You should worry about him, not me. Make sure you do a good job as a referee or he might die."

Wu Shitian's mouth twitched and his eyes trembled. He was clearly annoyed with Ryan White, "I wish he would beat the shit out! You have been away for a long time and out of touch with reality."

After saying this, Wu Shitian never spoke again. He escorted the young man to the arena to meet the opponent. Then he left Ryan White and met his two friends.

At the sight of the three old men, the audience gasped in surprise.

"We are the referees of this match!" After a short explanation, Bai Xian Ming and Wu Shitian moved out.

Bai Xian Ming walked to Heero's back while Wu Shitian ran to Ryan White's back. The three of them left the large arena.

After that, there was no more suspense. Kim Jung-Mun turned to Heero and nodded. He signaled Heero to get ready and did the same with Ryan White.

After that he raised his right hand and shouted "Start!

Kim Jung-Mun then retreated into the distance, leaving the two in the middle of the stage.

Heero and Ryan White remained in their original places. Neither of them had made a move yet.

A smile formed on Ryan White's lips and the words came out of his mouth, "You are brave enough to accept my challenge!"

Heero did not answer Ryan White. He just stood there and stared at Ryan White without any expression on his face.

"You should refuse the challenge while you still can, but you are just too arrogant to challenge just because you know some lower level of Ki Comprehension! Let me show you the true power, witness my bloodline power!"

At the end of Ryan White's words, Heero's pupil widened. He was surprised to hear that from Ryan White.

After saying this, Ryan White raised his hand and his body began to float. Slowly, the temperature around the arena began to rise as well.

A small ball of fire began to form on the palm of Ryan White's hand. The Dome Hero fell silent at the sight. Everyone had their eyes on the small fireball.

As Ryan White's body rose higher and higher into the air, the fireball grew larger and larger. At this point, the atmosphere became unbearable.

Ryan White's body stopped when it reached fifty meters in the air. A huge fireball formed on his palm. It appeared as an artificial sun, no one would deny it if they said it was an artificial sun.

Sweat began to pour down from Heero's face and his face turned red from the high temperature.

"Blame your arrogance for daring to fight against me!"

Swoosh!

Ryan White threw the small one at Heero with a big grin on his face. Meanwhile, Heero did not move from his spot. He just stood there until the small sun engulfed his body.