Faced with Ling Tian's challenge, Prometheus, the head of the God's Scepter and the leader of the US delegation, was overjoyed.
"Young man, I admire your courage, but you should understand that in the face of an absolute power gap, courage will only accelerate your death!"
"Old man, I know what you're thinking. What's the point of saying all that useless stuff? If you want to fight, hurry up. Time is very precious."
"Fine, since you're in a hurry to go to hell, I'll grant your wish!"
As Prometheus spoke, he took a few steps back, creating a distance of several meters between himself and Ling Tian.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, they watched as two fireballs were generated from Prometheus's hands.
In just a few seconds, the fireballs, which were originally the size of ping pong balls, grew to the size of volleyballs and floated above his palms!
Flame, this is an important factor that has allowed humans to become intelligent beings, distinguishing them from other animals.
Humans learned to control flames long ago, while wild beasts only felt fear when faced with fire!
Before the onlookers could finish their admiration, Prometheus suddenly raised his hand, and the fireball in his left hand flew towards Ling Tian.
The fireball traveled at an incredible speed, comparable to a rocket launcher.
And so, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, a volleyball-sized fireball directly hit Ling Tian. The fireball exploded, and a massive flame instantly engulfed Ling Tian!
Seeing this, everyone from the Chinese side was horrified. They never expected Ling Tian to be instantly killed by the old man's move!
Prometheus, meanwhile, was extremely proud. A potential threat, someone who could potentially disrupt their grand plans, had been so easily dealt with!
However, the next moment, everything he saw made him doubt this world.
He watched as Ling Tian, who had been swallowed by the flames, stood there completely unharmed, not even his clothes showing any damage!
Certainly, Prometheus was a master of fire control, and his fireballs were powerful.
However, to Ling Tian, this was useless. The temperature of Prometheus's fireballs was only around 900 degrees Celsius.
This temperature was comparable to the flame of a slightly better gas stove.
This temperature was enough to cause severe injury to an ordinary person, but Ling Tian was no ordinary person.
Having cultivated the Blazing Sun Art, Ling Tian had a unique understanding of flames. His Samadhi True Fire was far more powerful than the opponent's fireballs, capable of melting even metal. A flame of 900 degrees Celsius was practically a tickle to Ling Tian.
Ling Tian's Vajra Talismans, which he wore, were not even triggered, as these flames were directly neutralized by Ling Tian's protective true qi!
Everyone stared at Ling Tian as if they had seen a ghost, especially the Americans, who knew how formidable Prometheus was.
Even if some of them could withstand Prometheus's fireball without dying, they would have lost half their lives.
Yet, this young man before them stood calmly, a smile on his face, as if the fireball had no effect whatsoever!
"Is this your fireball? It's quite ordinary, not very powerful!"
"Go to hell!" Prometheus was enraged by Ling Tian's arrogant attitude. He quickly raised his right hand, and the fireball floating above it instantly flew towards Ling Tian.
However, at that moment, Ling Tian suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the fireball.
And then, before everyone's eyes, they were astonished to see the fireball stop in mid-air.
It was as if some force was preventing the fireball from moving forward.
"You... uh..."
At this moment, Prometheus's face turned red, and the veins on his head bulged.
He desperately tried to control the fireball to fly towards Ling Tian, but the fireball remained suspended in the air, unmoving, as if an invisible wall was stopping it from advancing!
"We have a saying in China: children who play with fire will wet their beds! You're so old, why are you playing with fire? What's wrong with you? Did you wet the bed!"
"Fxxkyou!"
Prometheus was so angry that he swore. However, the moment he spoke, his momentum was released, and he watched helplessly as the fireball began to slowly move towards him!
"No!"
Prometheus let out a desperate cry from within. He knew very well how powerful his fireball was. Although he was a fire controller, it didn't mean he was immune to fire!
He could only control the flames to adhere to the surface of his body; the flames didn't directly burn him.
But now, facing this out-of-control fireball, even Prometheus himself didn't know what would happen next!
Prometheus couldn't understand why his fireball had gone out of control.
In fact, this was not surprising. Fire controllers manipulated flames using their mental power. Who had stronger control depended on whose mental power was greater!
And when it came to mental power, there was probably no one in this world who could compare to Ling Tian.
Ling Tian's brain had been developed countless times, and his memories had been infused countless times. Especially Ling Tian's soul, which had been tempered in the Soul Refining Furnace. His mental power was now hundreds of times that of an ordinary person!
Prometheus's mental power was only a few times stronger than that of an ordinary person, nowhere near Ling Tian's level.
Therefore, Ling Tian could easily seize control of the flames from Prometheus!
And so, a bizarre scene unfolded. Before the eyes of everyone present, the fireball lunged directly at Prometheus and then, less than half a meter from Prometheus's head, it suddenly exploded!
The massive flame engulfed Prometheus's upper body!
Everyone heard a scream, and a few seconds later, when the flames dissipated, they saw a disheveled and miserable Prometheus.
This man dressed as a US soldier had lost his hat, his hair was scorched, and everyone could smell the burnt hair.
On his face, the skin was bright red, clearly burned by the high temperature of the flames.
Even more tragically, his glasses had melted, with only half of the temple still hanging on his ear.
Prometheus's upper body clothing was also tattered and torn by the scorching flames, making him look like a beggar.
Seeing this, the members of the Chinese team burst into laughter.