sjar Chapter 1709 First Battle!
Chapter 1709 First Battle!
The moment those words left his mouth, the uproar became even greater than before.
Many demons nearly exploded from anger.
Several powerful demon geniuses immediately rose from their seats.
Even the elves who had previously been observing the situation with indifference now appeared interested. After all, openly provoking an entire race inside the Combat Hall was not something one witnessed every day.
Far away, Karo's golden eyes slowly narrowed.
For the first time since Max entered the arena, genuine interest appeared on the giant demon's face.
Most humans who entered the Combat Hall either feared the demons or avoided drawing their attention.
Max had done the exact opposite.
Meanwhile, among the enraged crowd of demons, one individual finally stood up.
The demon was enormous.
Standing nearly two and a half meters tall, his body appeared like a fortress of muscle and steel. Dark gray skin covered every inch of his body while numerous scars crossed his arms and chest, each one evidence of previous battles.
Thick black horns curved upward from his forehead while crimson eyes burned with fury. Resting upon his shoulder was a gigantic warhammer that looked heavy enough to flatten a mountain.
The demon's expression was incomparably ugly.
Clearly, Max's words had completely enraged him.
Without saying a single word, he directly jumped from the spectator section.
Boom!
The floor beneath him cracked as he landed heavily before the entrance to Arena Number 7.
The sheer force of the impact caused nearby spectators to take several steps backward.
Then, under the watchful eyes of countless participants, the demon stepped through the barrier and entered the arena.
The moment he arrived inside, a savage smile spread across his face.
His crimson eyes stared directly at Max.
The killing intent within them was so obvious that even the spectators could feel it.
Slowly, the demon lifted the gigantic warhammer from his shoulder before slamming its head against the arena floor.
Boom!
The entire platform trembled violently.
Cracks immediately spread across portions of the arena as a result of the impact.
Then the demon finally spoke.
"Human, since you are so eager to embarrass yourself, I will personally teach you the consequences of insulting the demon race. Remember my name carefully, because it will be the last thing you hear before your defeat. My name is Draven, and I promise you that this battle will end in a single move."
His voice echoed throughout the Combat Hall as confidence radiated from every word.
Around them, countless demons immediately began cheering.
Many already considered the battle finished.
After all, Draven was a peak Law Refinement Realm genius with a considerable reputation inside Starfall Haven.
Meanwhile, standing across from him, Max merely smiled.
There was no tension on his face.
No nervousness.
No concern.
It was as though he was not facing a powerful demon genius at all.
The atmosphere within Arena Number 7 rapidly became increasingly intense as countless spectators focused their attention entirely upon the two figures standing opposite one another.
Max's first battle in the Ten Consecutive Victory Trial—
Was finally about to begin.
"Now, take my attack!" The demon roared.
The moment those words fell, the demon's muscles bulged violently, and dark demonic energy surged around his body like a storm. He gripped the handle of his warhammer with both hands, raised it high above his head, and then slammed it down toward Max with terrifying force.
Boom!
The entire arena shook violently the instant the warhammer descended.
The attack had not even fully reached Max yet, but the overwhelming pressure created by the hammer strike had already crushed the air in front of it, causing fierce waves of force to sweep outward in every direction. The stone beneath Max's feet cracked apart layer by layer while the surrounding battlefield trembled as if it could collapse at any moment.
Many participants watching from outside the arena felt their expressions change.
This demon was not merely relying on a large weapon.
His physical strength was truly terrifying.
The warhammer tore through the air with such brutal power that it seemed capable of smashing a mountain into pieces, and the violent demonic energy wrapped around it made the attack even more frightening. Anyone standing beneath that strike would feel as if the sky itself was falling down upon them.
Yet Max did not move.
He watched the enormous warhammer descend toward him with the same calm expression, and despite the terrifying pressure bearing down on his body.
He did not activate even one of his Seven Divine Veins, nor did he draw upon the power of his Draconic Essences, because in his eyes, this attack was not yet worthy of forcing him to reveal even the smallest part of his true strength.
The demon's warhammer tore through the air with a horrifying roar, and the force contained within it pressed down like a collapsing mountain, causing the stone arena beneath Max to split apart before the weapon even reached him.
Cracks spread outward like a dense spiderweb, and waves of broken stone were blasted into the air as the overwhelming pressure crashed down upon the battlefield. Many of the watching participants instinctively held their breath, because from their point of view, that strike was powerful enough to smash an ordinary genius into meat paste.
Then, just as the huge warhammer was about to crash into Max's head, Max slowly raised one hand.
His movement was casual.
It was almost lazy.
The next instant, his palm closed around the head of the descending warhammer.
Boom!
A deafening explosion erupted beneath him.
The entire section of the arena under Max's feet was instantly obliterated, and countless fragments of stone were sent flying in all directions as the violent force of the demon's attack poured into the ground.
Dust and debris surged upward like a storm, and the shockwave swept across the battlefield with enough power to make the barriers surrounding the arena tremble faintly.
However, within that ruined crater, Max remained exactly where he had been.
His feet had not moved.
His back had not bent.
His expression had not changed.
He stood amid the shattered arena while holding the demon's huge warhammer in one hand, and the terrifying weapon that had seemed capable of crushing everything a moment ago now looked like nothing more than a child's toy trapped in his grip.
For a brief moment, the entire arena fell silent.