Unfortunate Hero's Retirement Life

"So what's your prediction, Master Yun Ji?" Zhan Ling asked a man in his late fifties.

Despite his old age, he still looked vigorous and sharp. He was a Master Instructor that was invited to analyze the two participants for today's battle.

Under his golden hand, many Gold Class Heroes had been born. He was a legend even though he never produced a single Emperor Class Heroes.

Yun Ji strokes his gray beard, seemingly in deep thought. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth.

"I am not sure either. It's been a few years since Ryan White's last battle. I am sure he has grown stronger but we can't underestimate someone who produced two Emperor Class Heroes either. This is a difficult choice,"

Yun Ji tried to avoid the question with "I don't know!". But of course, as a veteran in her field, there was no way Zhan Ling would let this pass just like this.

"Hoho, really? But you have to choose, Master Yun Ji. People are waiting to hear your choice," Zhan Ling winked her eyes to her team.

"Choose! Choose! Choose!"

The spectators in the Dome Arena said "Choose!" loudly. The deafening voice transmitted to the studio, causing Master Yun Ji to flinch back for a moment.

"It seems people are waiting for our prediction, Master Yun Ji? So who do you think would win?"

Master Yun Ji tried to not offend both figures hence he said he did not know. However, there was a name in his mind, he just did not want to say it out.

Yet now, he was forced to give that name out. Master Yun Ji smiled wryly and replied, "Ryan White! I actually never witnessed President Xing fight, so I am more inclined to Ryan White,"

That was it, Master Yun Ji refused to speak more than that. Zhan Ling also did not plan to force the old man to speak and turned toward another old man next to Master Yun Ji.

This old man was much older than Master Yun Ji, Park Song-Hoon. He was also a Master Instructor but he had retired a few years ago.

Park Song-Hoon of the Park Family, he was even more famous than Master Yun Ji when he was still active. He had produced one Emperor Class Hero, Park Jin-Soo, the Emperor Class Hero - Rank 15.

"Ryan White will win!" Park Song-Hoon gave his answer straightforwardly. His voice also contained big confidence in it.

"Just like what Master Yun Ji said, I never witnessed our President fight even once but I have witnessed how strong Ryan White is!"

As Master Yun Ji was still active as Hero Instructor, he had to be careful with his words. It was actually different when it came to the retired Park Song-Hoon. He was no longer tied to the Hero League, he could speak whatever he wanted.

"That's the panel prediction, what about your prediction?" Zhan Ling immediately turned toward the camera as soon as she got what he wanted from the two old men.

The question was directed to the people who watched the broadcast. As soon she threw the question out, the chat burst out with two names, Xing Heero and Ryan White.

"Alright, you guys have your prediction and we have our prediction but we don't know who will win. Let's…"

Before Zhan Ling finished her closing, Master Yun Ji stopped her, "Wait a minute, Beauty Zhan Ling. That was our prediction, not yours!"

The old man smiled slyly as he gazed toward the pretty hosts, "You haven't said yours,"

The meaning behind Master Yun Ji was as clear as the sky. He asked the girl to give her prediction.

'You forced us to choose, now it's your turn to choose,'

"Ah, you are right! I haven't said mine yet. I choose President Xing, ninety-nine percent, he will win the battle,"

Zhan Ling said that with her pretty smile and her answer surprised everyone including her team in the studio.

'You guys haven't witnessed him fight, but I did. He could fly while Ryan White could not. There's no way someone could not fly to beat someone could fly,'

That was her thought.

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"She's truly my regular customer," Heero commented with a slight smile as he heard Zhan Ling's prediction.

He was on his way to the main arena but he could still hear her voice in the hallway. The broadcast's sound was filling the whole Dome Arena.

Toward the entrance, two old men were standing. The two old men were wearing martial clothes and Heero recognized them.

Kim Jung-Mun and Bai Xian Ming. They were here to escort Heero to the main stage and also the referee for this battle.

"Tsk, I thought I could have more time to relax and spend my time gaming after you become the President. But here I am," The Old Man clicked his tongue at his in-law.

Of course, it was the old man's joke, he did not mean it. But neither Heero nor Kim Jung-Mun laughed.

Heero merely rolled his eyes at his wife's grandpa and thought to himself, 'Look, noob's talking!'

"Go easy on him! We need his manpower as well to fight the specter," Kim Jung-Mun tried to ask Heero to go easy.

People might be thinking Ryan White was the one holding a big advantage. But it was because they just never witnessed how strong Heero was.

Heero's fight footage was kept secret to the Elder, the Executives, the Supreme Guardian. Only a handful of people knew that. Kim Jung-Mun was one of those handfuls of people who knew that.

"Depend on him,"

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On the other side, Wu Shitian received Ryan White. It was agreed that the battle would be observed by three referees, two of them were Supreme Guardian and Bai Xian Ming.

Ryan White was wearing a little armor, no fancy plate armor but White Household trademark martial clothes and a two meters sword on his back.

He was smiling at the old man out of courtesy.

Wu Shitian was putting an expressionless face at the young man's smiling face. When Ryan White reached him, he spoke in a flat tone, "You should never challenge him, you are still far below him!"

After watching the Regal Kingdom's battle footage. The old man admitted Heero was on another level. He wanted to advise the young man to give up the battle, but his words could be considered rude to Ryan White.

He appreciated the young man next to him hence he tried to advise him to give up. But the old man did not realize his words merely added oil into the fire.

"Hah," Ryan White let out a small laugh and continued, "You should worry about him, not me. Make sure you do well in your job as a referee or he may die,"

Wu Shitian's mouth twitched and his eyes quivered. He was clearly annoyed by Ryan White, "I wish he beats your shit out!"

After saying those, Wu Shitian never spoke again. He escorted the young man to the arena to meet the opponent. Then he left Ryan White and met with his two friends.

At the sight of three old men, the spectators gasped in surprise.

"We are the referee of this match!" After a short declaration, Bai Xian Ming and Wu Shitian moved out.

Bai Xian Ming moved toward Heero's back while Wu Shitian ran back toward Ryan White's back. Leaving the big arena to three people.

There was no more suspense afterward. Kim Jung-Mun turned toward Heero and nodded. Signaling Heero to get ready and did the same to Ryan White.

After doing that, he raised his right hand and shouted, "Start!"

Kim Jung-Mun then retreated into the distance, leaving the two in the center of the stage.

Heero and Ryan White stayed on their original spots. None of them made a move yet.

A smile formed on Ryan White's lips and words flowed out of his mouth, "You are brave enough to accept my challenge!"

Heero did not respond to Ryan White. He was standing there, staring toward Ryan White expressionlessly.

"You should decline the challenge while you could, but you are just too arrogant to challenge just because you know some lower-level Ki Comprehension! Let me show you the true strength is, witness my bloodline power!"

At the end of Ryan White's words, Heero's pupil enlarged. He was surprised to hear that from Ryan White.

After that declaration, Ryan White raised his hand up and his body started to float up. Slowly, the temperature around the arena started to increase as well.

A small ball of fire started to form on top of Ryan White's palm. The Dome Hero fell into silence at the sight of this. Everyone had their eyes on the small fireball.

As Ryan White's body was getting higher and higher in the air, the fireball was also getting bigger and bigger. At this point, the atmosphere started to become unbearable.

Ryan White's body stopped when he reached fifty meters in the air. On top of his palm, a giant fireball formed. It appeared as an artificial sun, no one would deny that if they said it was an artificial sun.

Sweat started to pour down from Heero's face and his face turned red from the high temperature.

"Blame your arrogance, daring to fight against me!"

Swoosh!

Ryan White threw the small toward Heero with a big grin on his face. Meanwhile, Heero was not moving from his spot. He merely stood there until the small sun engulfed his body.