When Hua Ping said this, Fang Mingquan became worried. He did not want Dollar to encounter such a strong opponent in his first fight.
As the two of them spoke, two people had already walked up to the arena. One of them was over three meters tall and was covered in black armor. His aura was extremely astonishing, and each of his movements was like a terrifying robot that was forged from steel.
On the other hand, the opponent who walked up from the other side, although his physique was considered majestic among humans and he was also wearing a full set of purple armor, he appeared somewhat frail in front of his opponent.
The Black-Gold spirit roared. He wielded a hammer that was bigger than a small car. He jumped up and swung it at Han Sen. The power he wielded was so strong, it was as if he could crush a small mountain.
Fang Mingquan looked at Han Sen nervously. Although Han Sen was wearing purple armor, Fang Mingquan was sure he was Dollar. It was an indescribable feeling.
But the strength of the Black-Gold spirit shocked Fang Mingquan. He was an evolver, too, so he could see the power of the Black-Gold spirit's hammer.
"Your friend seems to be slow. He is a strength-type, isn't he?
If a strength-type goes up against Black-Gold, he will be in trouble. Black-Gold's strength is infinite. Unless you are up against a human who specializes in strength, you will be able to fight him. Otherwise... "Hua Ping did not finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear.
Fang Mingquan saw that Dollar did not dodge, nor did he summon a weapon. His heart was in his throat. Dollar had only been in the Second God's Sanctuary for a few years, so he should not be as strong as a top-tier human yet. Facing such a scary attack, he was in danger.
Seeing that the black-gold hammer was about to hit Han Sen's head, Han Sen raised his right fist and punched the hammer above his head.
Hua Ping saw Han Sen do this and shook his head. He said, "Your friend is too reckless. Black-Gold's power..."
Before Hua Ping could finish his sentence, Han Sen's fist came into contact with Black-Gold's scary hammer.
Boom!
There was an explosion, and the scary black-gold hammer was shattered by the fist. It shattered into pieces and scattered everywhere.
In an instant, Hua Ping and Fang Ming were both stunned. They could not imagine what kind of power was contained in that fist to be able to shatter that huge metal hammer with a single punch. It was simply unbelievable.
Hua Ping, in particular, was shocked. He had seen dozens of Divinity's Bout, and he had a deep impression of this Black-Gold Spirit. Although he was not a top-class spirit, he had a monstrous strength and an indestructible armor. In past Divinity's Bout, many elites had been killed or severely injured by his hammer.
Many sacred-blood class weapons had been shattered by the giant hammer, but now, the giant hammer had been shattered by a single punch from a human. It was a shocking sight, and it was hard to believe.
Hua Ping looked at Han Sen in shock, and he even forgot to write down his notes.
In the arena, Han Sen smashed the giant hammer with one punch. The beast power inside his body was still roaring. Looking at the shocked Black-Gold Spirit, Han Sen stepped forward. His strong power tore through the air, and in a second, he was in front of Black-Gold Spirit.
His body roared like a tiger, and his fist buzzed with a strange noise. It was headed for Black-Gold's face.
Black-Gold roared and crossed his arms in front of him. He wanted to block Han Sen's punch.
Boom!
His armor, arms, and head were all shattered by Han Sen's Elephant-Disc Punch. Blood sprayed everywhere, and Black-Gold's body was sent flying out of the arena. It landed a few dozen meters away, and it turned into light and disappeared.
"How is this possible?!"
Hua Ping stood up, and his pen and notebook fell to the floor. He stared at Han Sen with wide eyes, as if his eyeballs were going to fall out of their sockets.
Killed with one punch!
The powerful Black-Gold spirit had been killed with one punch, and he had not stood a chance. Such power was unimaginable, and Hua Ping could not believe it was the power of a human evolver.
Fang Mingquan was overjoyed, and he almost screamed. He did not expect Dollar to be so strong in the Second God's Sanctuary. He had killed a powerful royal spirit with one punch, and it made his blood boil.
"Mingquan, is that person really a human?" After Han Sen left the arena, Hua Ping excitedly grabbed Fang Mingquan's hand and asked.
"Yes, he is a human. That is Dollar, and he is quite famous in the Alliance." Fang Mingquan was shocked, and he quickly answered.
"If it's really a human … Wait … Let me take a look …" Hua Ping was already speaking incoherently. He searched his body a few times, but he couldn't find his book. When he saw it fall to the ground, he quickly picked it up.
Hua Ping opened the notebook again, and as he looked at the list of matches, he scribbled on it. It was unknown what he was doing.
Hua Ping's pen was flying, and he was in a state of excitement. Every time he wrote down a name or drew a line, his face was full of excitement.
Fang Mingquan took a closer look at what Hua Ping was writing, and it was a calculation of the matches. It seemed as if he was calculating what kind of opponent Dollar would face in the future.
"Ten rounds... Within ten rounds, his opponent will not be stronger than Black-Gold. This is a chance." Hua Ping's face was red, and he continued to scribble excitedly.
The excitement on his face grew stronger and stronger. After a while, Hua Ping suddenly froze in place. The excitement and smile on his face disappeared. He sat down dejectedly. His eyes were blank as he muttered to himself, "It really doesn't work … it really doesn't work …"
"Old Hua, what is going on?" Fang Mingquan quickly asked. He wanted to know what was going on, too.
"Your friend's luck is not bad.
He has fought his way up, and he has not met an opponent that is too scary.
Even if there are spirits stronger than Black-Gold, he still stands a chance.
If he is lucky, perhaps he can reach the top ten.
It is a shame..." Hua Ping then sighed and went on to say, "It is a shame that in the last match before becoming one of the ten Son of God's, he met an opponent that humans cannot beat."
"What kind of opponent?" Fang Mingquan asked.
"In the fifth Divinity's Bout, there was a Light Son of God. Although the Light Son of God had only participated in that one Divinity's Bout, his power was terrifying. He was an existence that humans could not even begin to fathom. Even top-tier evolvers who have unlocked their gene lock would be instantly killed by him," Hua Ping said with a wry smile.