The move "Dragon Emperor Alternate Dinsion" enveloped the entire battle arena, like a massive barrier, filled with a powerful spatial force within its confines.
This force even made the tournant arena constructed by Wan Ning emit a piercing noise, wounds appearing one by one on Qin Tianyou, whose blood, upon leaving the wounds, was instantly torn into minuscule fragnts, unable to maintain even its atomic structure.
Just then, Wan Ning made his move, directly detonating all the energy within the combat arena. Even though Zhang nglong's Dragon Emperor Alternate Dinsion was formidable, the disparity in level was evident, and his energy dissipated with the arena's annihilation.
Considering Qin Tianyou's elders were once disciples of the Divine Selection Hall, purely for maintaining face, Wan Ning had to spare his life!
At this mont, Qin Tianyou appeared extrely disheveled. His clothes were nearly shredded to bits, leaving only a piece of cloth covering his groin. His hair, eyebrows, even body hair had disappeared completely, and his back bore scars from the spatial force.
"Look, those scars seem to have a pattern."
"Can't you see? It looks like a poem."
"Really? A single glance explodes, a bit closer lts?"
"What a poem! What a poem!"
...
"Are you all blind? Hurry up and get so clothes!" Qin Tianyou roared at his few lackeys.
They imdiately rushed over, draping a robe over Qin Tianyou.
"Young Master Qin, are you alright?"
"Young Master Qin, continue fighting this kid!"
"Fight your head!" Qin Tianyou was about to explode. Could these idiots not see the bigger picture? Couldn't they tell this kid was pretending to be weak to defeat a stronger opponent? Was this the strength a Third Grade Spiritual Body Martial Artist should have?
Suddenly, the Heavenly Pride Order on Qin Tianyou emitted a faint light, releasing a soft green aura that drifted over to Zhang nglong and rged into his Heavenly Pride Order.
The color of Zhang nglong's Heavenly Pride Order instantly deepened, even showing a hint of blue—a sign it was advancing!
On the massive Jade Stone Stele, Zhang nglong's rank began to flicker upwards, finally stopping at 1598, while Qin Tianyou's ranking vanished from the Heavenly Pride List!
"Oh? It has such a function?" Zhang nglong feigned surprise, "Thank you, thank you!"
"Gu Tianle," Wan Ning looked at Zhang nglong, "I told you earlier, let it stop at a proper point! Why did you endanger his life? If it weren't for my intervention, he would be dead."
"Hahaha, Senior Wan Ning, you can't bla for this," Zhang nglong said. "I'm just a Third Grade Spiritual Body Martial Artist, but Qin Tianyou is a Divine Breath Sixth Grade Peak Martial Artist. The gap between us is huge, if I didn't go all out, he might have killed instead; who knew he was so weak?"
Others nodded in agreent, acknowledging Zhang nglong's reasoning. Given the vast power difference, not exerting full strength would certainly put one at a disadvantage. Zhang nglong's prowess indeed surprised everyone.
"I was right," Long Sen smirked proudly. Qin Tianyou's strength surpassed his own. If he had clashed with Zhang nglong from the start, he couldn't imagine his own fate now.
"Your strength is clearly beyond his," Wan Ning said. "Do you think I can't see that? You were clearly at ease when facing Qin Tianyou, you were just being crafty."
"Senior Wan Ning, I won this match, so the wager should be mine, right?" Zhang nglong rubbed his hands together.
Even though a trillion Divine Crystals wasn't much for him now, who would ever complain about having too much money?
"So ignorant! Completely oblivious!"
"Exactly, when there's such a great opportunity to associate with the core disciples of the Divine Selection Hall, he's still thinking about collecting his money?"
"Is this money even collectible? Does he not want to enter the Divine Profound Hall?"
Zhang nglong's statent shocked everyone.
Indeed, his strength was remarkable, but he truly lacked social tact!
Wan Ning's pride was also montarily bruised.
Even for him, those two trillion Divine Crystals weren't insignificant. Serving as the arbiter, he had planned to make so gains; in previous similar situations, the winners would voluntarily leave their wagers, only taking back their own and offering the winnings directly to him.
Seeing Zhang nglong's extended hand, Wan Ning was montarily at a loss. If Zhang nglong initiated, he could conveniently accept the money, but he certainly couldn't bring it up himself.
Still, leaving money unearned was disheartening.
"Senior? Have you forgotten the password?" Zhang nglong reminded audibly.
"Your capital and your wager, take it!" Wan Ning gritted his teeth, tossing the remaining ten thousand Fifth Grade Divine Crystals and the storage card back to him.
"Hmm? Why is it missing 200 billion?" Zhang nglong deliberately said loudly.
Wan Ning had secretly kept 200 billion Divine Crystals, assuming Zhang nglong would sensibly understand once receiving the money, but he evidently overestimated Zhang, who openly exposed the held-back 200 billion under everyone's watch.
"Senior, did you accidently omit it?" Zhang nglong asked innocently.
Laughter erupted around them, Wan Ning's face flushed with embarrassnt.
"Haha, accidentally missed so, here's the 200 billion Divine Crystals," Wan Ning, forcing a smile, returned the remaining crystals to Zhang nglong, internally making a note of him.
"Gu Tianle, right?" Wan Ning cleared his throat. "Your gift is indeed impressive, but many geniuses worldwide also perish. Whether you can grow to the end remains uncertain; I hope you'll consider carefully what should and shouldn't be done in the future."
"Thank you for the advice, Senior Wan Ning," Zhang nglong said. "I have a question I'd like to ask you."
"Go ahead," feeling slightly mollified by Zhang's courteous manner, Wan Ning figured the young man must grasp so of his counsel, giving himself a way out, revealing so nurturing potential, "Ask anything, if I know, I'll certainly answer."
Imdiately, envious gazes turned towards Zhang nglong.
Being personally instructed by a Divine Profound Hall core disciple was such an honor.
It not only confird his acknowledged strength but was also a privilege.
"I'd like to know, Senior Wan Ning, how do you manage to hide murderous intent in your eyes while maintaining such a natural smile on your face?" Zhang nglong said. "I tend to be straightforward and often offend people. I really can't learn this dual-faceted ability; I hope you can teach , Senior!"
Swoosh!
Wan Ning's expression imdiately darkened.
Zhang nglong's remark more than disrespecting him—it was a direct slap to his face.
"Are you seeking death?"
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