Ultragene Warlord

Fang Yi and Xing Hui.
Even after the match commenced, however, the two competitors didn't start battling immediately.

“Fang Yi, after yesterday's banquet, I hope you'll consider us friends,” Xing Hui began.

Fang Yi nodded.
“Of course— but that doesn't mean I'll go easy on you!”

“Haha, that's exactly what I wanted to say, Fang Yi! Shall we fight with our full strength? Let's not let this impact the relationship between we starbeasts and you humans.”

“Very well.
Show me the extent of your strength, Xing Hui!”

Two frightening auras emerged from the two competitors, and Xing Hui transformed into his battle-ready form: from a white monkey the size of a dog to a five- or six-meter tall beast adorned with a purplish-black armor.

As they clashed head-on, Xing Hui took two massive steps back, while Fang Yi was forced back over a hundred meters from the extent of Xing Hui's blow.

“Impressive, impressive! Who would have expected a speed-oriented hunter like you to possess such strength? Again!” Xing Hui roared.
With his right claw, he struck at Fang Yi, his attack boasting such strength that the tips of his claws were scraping at the fabric of the world.

“I'm not going to take that attack head-on!” Fang Yi shouted, activating his own techniques.
He dashed forward, underneath one of Xing Hui's arms, and brandished his spear at Xing Hui's chest.

“Not bad! Come at me!” Xing Hui's reaction to Fang Yi's impending attack shocked the crowd— not only did he not back down, he even stuck his chest out, as if inviting the blow.

With a crisp metallic clink, Fang Yi's spear bent into the shape of a U, causing him and the spectators to gasp in amazement.
Fang Yi's probing blow had failed to even make a dent in his opponent's defense!

Moments later, Fang Yi made use of the momentum from the failed attack to launch himself back.

“Do you think you can get away so easily?!” Xing Hui swatted him aside as though he were a mosquito, causing Fang Yi to smash against the protective shield surrounding the arena.
The shield wavered and rippled; the strength of Xing Hui's attack was obvious.

Fang Yi spat out a mouthful of blood.
“You really are strong.
In that case, there's no way I can hold back!”

Fang Yi's expression turned serious as chitinous armor covered his body.
A pair of wind- and lightning-laced wings sprouted from his back, then turned a sudden blood red.
The entire arena flashed with red lightning, causing even Xing Hui's eyes to widen.
“[Heaven's Judgment: Tribulation of Lightning]!”

Fang Yi launched his spear from his hands.
Amidst a roar of thunder, the spear began rotating more and more quickly, summoning the power of wind and storm that suffused the arena.
It shot toward Xing Hui like a tornado.

“You asked for it! Take this!” Xing Hui clenched his right fist, surrounding it with milky-white genetic energy, then punched forward.
As he did so, his arm seemed to vanish; the surrounding space ruptured from the strength of his blow.

Fang Yi's spear crashed against Xing Hui's fist in a momentous explosion that shocked the spectators.
In the aftermath of the blow, an obsidian spear windmilled into the distance, its momentum and energy drained.

It looked as though Xing Hui had punched it aside with his fearsome blow, but in truth, Xing Hui's right hand was charred and blackened.
Blood slowly dripped down his clenched fist.
Xing Hui slumped back with a defeated look on his face; he had lost.

If Fang Yi hadn't forcibly reclaimed much of the attack's genetic energy at the last minute, his right arm would have been completely paralyzed.
Fang Yi's spear, launched with the full reserves of his genetic energy, had penetrated his defenses almost immediately.

“I admit defeat!  What a magnificent blow—I can't believe it!”

“I apologize, but you were so strong I could hardly risk close-ranged combat,” Fang Yi replied, smiling.

Thunderous applause came from the stands.
Although the match hadn't lasted a long time, the strength that both competitors showed was an immense shock.
Xing Hui's brute strength and Fang Yi's piercing lightning had left a deep impression on their minds.