His hair was white, and his face was handsome. He wore a white robe with gold trimmings, and he looked like a god of the sun. Before him, the whole world seemed to be inferior.
When everyone saw the Light Son of God walk onto the stage, they all froze. His presence was so intimidating that it was difficult to look at him directly. It was as if looking at him was blasphemous.
"He is so handsome!"
A woman couldn't help but exclaim. This man was like a god, and even the opposite sex could not help but be attracted to him.
Compared to humans, the Light Son of God was more perfect. Just by standing there, he exuded a sense of holiness that made people feel inferior.
The Light Son of God was about the same height as Han Sen, but when he stood there, he gave people the feeling that he was looking down on Han Sen. His eyes were full of disdain, and he looked at Han Sen as if he were an ant.
Even the evolvers who were watching from the sidelines felt oppressed. It was as if a boulder had been placed on their chests, and it made them want to vomit blood.
"God says, let there be light."
The Light Son of God's lips moved. His white eyes shone with a godly light. He looked like a god that ruled over everything.
Every time the Light Son of God made a move, he would say something like this. He wasn't targeting anyone, because everyone was insignificant in his eyes.
Following that godly voice, the Light Son of God raised his right index finger. His finger was long and slender, and it was impeccably beautiful. He pointed it at Han Sen.
A white light flashed across the sky, and before Han Sen could react, the white light pierced Han Sen's forehead.
Han Sen was like a person who had been shot in the head. His head was thrown back, and his body fell back into the arena. He slid a few meters before coming to a stop.
The humans who were watching the fight were silent, and they felt terrible. Not even Dollar could withstand the power of the Light Son of God's finger.
Some of the people who had researched the Light Son of God were shaking their heads with wry smiles. They knew this would happen, but when it did, it was hard to accept.
The speed of the Light Son of God was too fast, and the white light was too fast for humans to dodge.
But suddenly, Dollar's body moved. He got up from the ground and patted his forehead. There was a circular dent in the dark purple armor on his forehead. It looked scary, but it hadn't been able to penetrate the dark purple armor.
"Dollar!"
Everyone was pleasantly surprised. It was already difficult for them to use words to express their excitement. They could only use two simple words.
Han Sen felt a slight pain in his forehead. Even with the Devil Ant King's energy flow and the Berserk Ant King Armor, he had almost been penetrated. The Light Son of God was stronger than he had initially thought, and he had no doubt that he was a super creature. He might have been stronger than the average super creature.
At the very least, most super creatures did not possess the intelligence he did. And in terms of power, the Light Son of God was no worse than a super creature.
When the Light Son of God pointed his finger, Han Sen did not see the trajectory of the beam. He did not even have time to react before the beam struck his forehead. It was too fast.
The Light Son of God saw Han Sen take the hit and not have his head blown off. He smiled and laughed, saying, "Well done. You took a hit from my finger and did not die. Your life has been worth it."
"If I can kill you, then it will be even more worth it."
Han Sen moved his head a little. The power of the attack was too strong, and although his armor had blocked it, his body was still shaken. His neck had been twisted because of the impact.
The Light Son of God looked at him with disdain and said, "Ignorant human. I only used a small amount of power. Do you really think you can fight me?"
"Then let me see how small your power is." After that, Han Sen ran towards the Light Son of God and swung his fist.
But when Han Sen took a step forward, the Light Son of God pointed his finger at him. Another white beam of light flew across the sky and struck Han Sen's head. It knocked Han Sen to the ground, and blood gushed out from his dark purple helmet.
Everyone's hearts tightened. The sight of the blood made them feel bad. The armor had not been able to block the Light Son of God's power. Many people's hopes were dashed.
"Too strong! Too strong! We evolvers cannot hope to fight him. That speed and that power … We cannot win. There is no way we can win."
Many people felt such fear in their hearts. Their faces turned pale, and not a trace of blood could be seen.
Although the Light Son of God was not the one who had been defeated, the Light Son of God's power was enough to make them feel hopeless.
However, the dark purple figure stood up again. There was a small bullet hole in the armor on his head, and blood was seeping out from it. It looked a little scary.
"Is that all you've got?"
Han Sen looked at the Light Son of God with eyes that were on fire. The blood in his veins boiled, and his heart raced.
Han Sen did not back down. He was excited, for he saw hope. He saw a chance to defeat the Light Son of God.
The Light Son of God's angry strike had not been able to hurt him. Although the power had managed to pierce through the Berserk Demon Ant King's armor, it was not enough to damage his gargoyle glyph. And with the little black bear's energy flow, Han Sen's body had become much tougher.
The only disadvantage Han Sen had was that he could simulate many energy flows with the Dongxuan Sutra. He could not sustain them for too long, and he had to end the fight quickly. He had to defeat the Light Son of God before his body gave out.
Han Sen took a step forward, and as determined as ever, he swung his fist towards the Light Son of God.
The Light Son of God's face looked glum. It looked as if he was really angry. He pointed all five of his fingers at Han Sen, and five white beams of light pierced through the air, piercing through Han Sen's armor.
Han Sen's body was sent flying again, and blood bloomed in the air like a flower. Some of the more sensitive women covered their mouths, and their eyes started to tear up.
But as the blood flowed, Han Sen stood up again. Without saying a word, he swung his fist towards the Light Son of God again.
The Light Son of God's eyes looked cold, and he threw out another five white beams of light. Han Sen tried to dodge, but the light was too fast. Han Sen's body was punctured with five more bloody holes.
But this time, Han Sen did not fall. His legs left two deep marks on the hard stone table, but Han Sen kept one hand on the ground and did not fall.
Although it was a bit painful, he did not fall. Blood continued to drip.