The flames Ling Tian unleashed were not ordinary flames, but the Samadhi True Fire he had been cultivating for a long time.
This substance was far more potent than burning gasoline, reaching temperatures of thousands of degrees, capable of incinerating anything it touched until it was completely consumed.
Pat watched helplessly as his skin, which could withstand bullet attacks, was gradually burned through by the raging fire!
Following that, his muscles and bones began to ignite.
The intense pain was unbearable for Pat, and to make matters worse, the flames had also spread to his other hand, consuming it as well.
The audience watched with their own eyes as the formidable and arrogant fighter who had stood before them moments ago transformed into a human inferno!
At this moment, the Americans were the most shaken. They were not unfamiliar with pyrokinetic ability users, as their leader, the Fire God Prometheus, was one such individual.
However, this young man, who had defeated Prometheus not long ago, displayed a power that far surpassed Prometheus'!
At the very least, Prometheus' flames had not reduced Pat to such a sorry state.
In mere dozens of seconds, everyone saw that the ends of Pat's arms had already turned to charcoal!
And the flames showed no sign of extinguishing, continuing to burn stubbornly.
"Enough. Heaven cherishes all life. Seeing how much you're suffering, I'll grant you release.
Let me send you to heaven... Oh, no, a creature like you doesn't deserve heaven. You're going straight to hell!"
With those words, Ling Tian began to emanate fire-attribute true essence, and the flames on his body intensified, engulfing him entirely.
"Go to hell, American!"
Blazing Sun Art. Heavenly Fire Incineration!
Ling Tian charged towards Pat. When he was about a meter away, Ling Tian suddenly stopped, but the raging flames that enveloped him did not, directly lunging at Pat.
Almost instantly, the intensely burning flames engulfed Pat completely.
Pat struggled violently for only a few seconds before becoming still. Minutes later, only a pile of scorched ash remained on the stage!
The thousand-plus spectators fell into a deathly silence. A living person had just been cremated before their very eyes!
It was too brutal!
Ling Tian raised his right hand high in full view of everyone. All eyes were drawn to his movement. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
The moment his fingers snapped, the flames on his body vanished. The crowd's attention shifted to Ling Tian, only to find that his hair and clothes were completely undamaged, showing no signs of being burned by the flames!
The audience could hardly believe their eyes. They had just watched a living person swallowed by the flames emanating from Ling Tian.
Yet, such flames had not touched Ling Tian's clothes!
Those who didn't understand thought Ling Tian had used an illusion technique, believing the flames were mere visual tricks, like special effects.
But those who truly understood, like Prometheus, were inwardly terrified.
They knew very well that Ling Tian's ability to perform such feats indicated his mastery of ability control was at its absolute pinnacle!
At this moment, Ling Tian suddenly roared.
"Now, I stand here and challenge all of you. If anyone here is not convinced, step forward now and fight me honorably on this stage, regardless of life or death!
If you have the courage, even if you die by my hand, I will respect you as a hero.
But if you dare not fight me on the stage, then tuck your tails between your legs and live like a coward, don't whine and complain like a weakling!"
Ling Tian's words were like throwing a lit torch into a powder keg. The crowd instantly erupted. They had never expected Ling Tian to dare to declare war on everyone!
They began to curse furiously from the audience seats, even giving Ling Tian the middle finger or making other vulgar gestures.
However, that was all. Not a single person dared to step forward and onto the stage to fight Ling Tian.
Humans are pragmatic creatures. There were very few people in the audience who could defeat Pat.
And since Pat had been dealt with by Ling Tian, they didn't believe they could last any longer than Pat in the flames!
Suddenly, the angry curses from the crowd turned into cheers. Everyone saw a challenger approaching the edge of the stage.
It was an Indian, with dark skin and an unremarkable appearance, sporting a thin mustache and wearing the typical white headscarf of his people.
Notably, this individual was barefoot, dressed like an ascetic.
The Indian approached the edge of the stage and said something to the staff, who quickly escorted him to a waiting room on the other side.
Not long after, the door to the waiting room on the other side of the stage opened, and the Indian walked out.
At this moment, the large screen on the wall displayed the Indian's name and photograph.
The Indian walked towards Ling Tian, stopping about five meters away. He clasped his hands together and bowed to Ling Tian.
"Who are you? You have quite the courage to dare challenge me!"
"I am Canaan. It is an honor to spar with you." The Indian spoke politely, with a smile, appearing harmless.
"Alright, come on. How do you want to compete? Unarmed or with weapons?" Ling Tian asked.
"Those barbaric fights use weapons. We should use civilized methods..."
As the Indian spoke, he clasped his hands together as if to bow.
However, in that instant, Ling Tian felt his body become immobile, as if tens of thousands of steel needles were constantly pricking his mind!
Ling Tian knew immediately that he had been ambushed!
This Indian named Canaan specialized in mental attacks. He had suddenly launched a mental assault on Ling Tian, intending to eliminate him!
In fact, Canaan, this Indian, possessed no martial skills whatsoever and was utterly defenseless. Without his ability, any random thug on the street could have beaten him to a pulp.
However, within the Indian contingent, Canaan was the most dangerous.
He was originally just a charlatan, pretending to be divine and deceiving people for a living. Later, he awakened his ability, which was to launch mental attacks!
If his opponent were an ordinary person, Canaan could even directly control their actions with his mental power!