Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 392

Chapter 392: I will find you in every lifetime.

The massive doors of the arena slid open with a deep, resonant thud. Xiang Yu strode in, exuding confidence. The crowd’s murmurs quickly turned into a collective gasp as they beheld his mech, Valkyrie, also known as the Blade of Heaven. Its sleek frame was a blend of ethereal beauty and formidable power, shimmering under the bright lights with a celestial glow.

Many spectators whispered in disbelief, convinced that Valkyrie was wasted on Xiang Yu. They imagined the grandmaster who designed it crying tears of blood at the thought of his creation being piloted by someone they deemed a weakling with no combat skills.

As Xiang Yu climbed into the cockpit, he braced himself for the inevitable pain that accompanied the connection. The original Xiang Yu had despised getting or even using his mech. The strain on his mental power was always severe, often triggering outbursts from his disorder.

The neural link surged to life, and an excruciating wave of pain washed over him as if his mind was being split in two. Gritting his teeth, he pushed through the agony, focusing his mental power to wrest control of Valkyrie from the storm of input. Gradually, the struggle lessened, and the mech’s systems harmonized with his thoughts.

A calm, synthesized voice resonated within the cockpit, "Welcome back, Your Highness." A devilish smile spread across Xiang Yu’s face as he gazed through the display at the blood-red mech standing opposite him, piloted by Sirius. "Let’s teach this cocky bastard a lesson," he muttered, his eyes gleaming with determination.

With a thought, Valkyrie came alive, its wings spreading out in a dazzling display of energy. The crowd roared in anticipation as the two titanic machines faced each other.

Amidst the excitement, Peng Xiu smiled, eager to see Xiang Yu humiliated before both the Republic and the Federation. She wanted him to lose in the most humiliating way that their father would banish him.

The imperial lord suddenly turned his head and caught a glimpse of his daughter’s expression. She appeared to enjoy the show, yet he recognized a deeper truth in her eyes, reminiscent of his late concubine. He knew the half-siblings harboured mutual disdain, a rift he had neglected to mend.

What shocked him was Peng Xiu’s willingness to betray her brother, driven by her hatred. He had hoped she would have learned from her mother’s tragic fate, but it seemed those lessons had gone unheeded. The imperial lord knew he had to deal with her soon.

Unaware of the impending fallout, Xiang Yu focused on Sirius. His gaze was fierce as he glared at the red mech, drawing his plasma whip. It adapted seamlessly to his mech, crackling ominously through the arena, making the crowd’s hearts tremble. Sirius raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Xiang Yu’s fierce determination.

The arena roared with excitement as the battle began. Xiang Yu sat in the cockpit of his mech, the controls humming under his fingers. Midway through their fight Xiang Yu had finally got a hang of it and he was no longer on the defense. He felt the surge of adrenaline coursing through him as his whip lashed out, wrapping tightly around the leg of Sirius’s red mech.

Seething with rage, Xiang Yu pulled hard. Sirius’s mech collided with the protective barrier surrounding the audience, a loud thud echoing through the air. The spectators gasped, then erupted into cheers, their excitement palpable. Sirius’s mech slid down the barrier, coming to a rest. With a heavy breath, he pushed himself up to one knee, a grin plastered on his face.

"Damage report," Xiang Yu ordered, his voice steady despite the storm of emotions inside him.

"Considerable damage to his protective shield," Valkyrie responded, her calm voice cutting through the tension. "His armour is exposed, and thermal imaging sensors are down."

Without hesitation, Sirius engaged his missile system. The air crackled as he fired. Xiang Yu reacted instinctively, dodging with agile movements and weaving around the incoming missiles.

He felt the heat of explosions nearby, the chaos of battle swirling around him. The crowd was on edge, murmurs of concern rippling through them. Why was Xiang Yu risking so much?

A missile found its mark, slamming into Xiang Yu’s mech. The impact sent him crashing to the ground, smoke billowing up around him. As the arena filled with haze, he pushed himself back to his feet, determination fueling his every move.

Sirius, sensing an opportunity, paused. He activated his thermal imaging sensor, only to discover it was nonfunctional. A chuckle escaped him, amusement dancing in his voice. "Nice trick... I love playing hide and seek."

Xiang Yu frowned, struggling to maintain his composure. Sirius’s mech moved, scanning the area for any sign of his opponent. "We can play more of this game when we are married... husband," Sirius taunted, his tone dripping with mockery. Peng Xiu might have been wrong about Xiang Yu’s ego but she was right about his temper.

Xiang Yu activated his invisibility shield, feeling the cloak of stealth envelop him. Sirius’s words ignited a fire in him, pushing him to act. He cracked his whip again, this time wrapping it around Sirius’s mech’s neck. With a fierce yank, he pulled the red mech to the ground, the crash reverberating through the arena.

The crowd erupted in cheers as the smoke cleared, revealing Sirius grimacing in pain. Xiang Yu didn’t let up. He yanked the whip again, tossing Sirius’s mech around like a ragdoll.