In The Age Of Mythology I Evolved Into A Stellar Behemoth

CHAPTER 1: Not to Be Provoked Ahead

Under normal circumstances, strong practitioners would naturally pursue higher rankings. Therefore, the further back the arena, the weaker the defending students' strength would be.

However, the absolute oppressive force demonstrated by Chen Chu did not appear weak in any way.

As a result, after the second challenger was defeated, the students observing from two or three nearby arenas looked grave and hesitant, with no one willing to step onto the stage.

On the arena, Chen Chu looked around and inquired, “Does no one want to challenge?”

“I’ll do it.”

At this moment, a boy came over, carrying a giant sword that resembled a door. Seeing that no one was on arena 49, he eagerly jumped onto the stage.

“Class One, Yuan Chenghuang.”

“Class Three, Chen Chu.”

The two politely introduced themselves, and then Yuan Chenghuang drew his massive sword, which was forty centimeters wide and over two meters long, reminding Chen Chu, “Bro, I practice the advanced technique of the Heavenly Threshold Giant Sword. My swordplay is grand and forceful, so be careful.”

Unexpectedly, the other party was so straightforward, even sharing the focus of his technique first. Chen Chu paused for a moment before introducing himself, “... I practice the low-level dragon elephant skill, focusing on strength, so my power is quite ‘big’.”

“What… low-level technique?”

Yuan Chenghuang was initially stunned, but then a relaxed smile appeared on his face. “Bro, although I don’t want to take advantage of you, I can’t help but seize your ranking for extra contribution points.”

Chen Chu’s gaze was peculiar. “It's fine. If I lose, it just means I’m not as skilled.”

“Let’s start and settle this once and for all.”

As he spoke, Yuan Chenghuang pointed his long sword, and his whole demeanor suddenly changed, with a heavy sense of oppression spreading out, creating an overwhelming aura.

This level of strength... Chen Chu narrowed his eyes, feeling that Yuan Chenghuang might not be weaker than Li Meng.

Boom! Yuan Chenghuang stepped forcefully on the ground, causing a slight tremor under his powerful strength. With both hands gripping the sword, he charged at Chen Chu in an instant, slashing down.

Clang!

At the moment the blade clashed, sparks flew, and the surrounding air was pushed away by the invisible shockwave.

How is this possible! Looking at Chen Chu, who blocked his sword strike, Yuan Chenghuang was momentarily taken aback. Didn’t you say you practiced a low-level technique?

To show his respect, Chen Chu gripped the sword with both hands. After blocking Yuan Chenghuang’s strike, he unleashed a burst of violent strength from his arms, directly forcing him back.

Following that, he dragged the sword in a diagonal slash... Clang! Sparks flew again.

With another horizontal slash.

Gripping the sword with both hands, he turned and unleashed a full-force slash... Clang, clang, clang!!

After five consecutive ferocious strikes, Yuan Chenghuang was forced back to the edge of the arena, completely stunned by Chen Chu's domineering power.

At that moment, another blade of light that tore through the wind appeared before him. Unable to dodge in time, he instinctively crossed his sword in front of him.

Clang! Under the immense force, Yuan Chenghuang was sent tumbling off the arena.

Chen Chu exhaled softly, sheathing his sword and standing still. He smiled at the bewildered Yuan Chenghuang below, saying, “Classmate Yuan, it seems the 49th ranking is still mine.”

“I... Classmate Chen, did you really practice a low-level technique?” Yuan Chenghuang was still in a daze.

Chen Chu nodded. “Yes.”

Yuan Chenghuang’s face suddenly revealed a painful expression: “Damn, if I had known, I wouldn’t have challenged you. This time I suffered a significant loss.”

Originally, he had observed that the students on the front arenas were quite formidable. Without complete confidence, he specifically came to challenge the back arenas.