Su Qiangwei keenly noticed that this online eting was not of an internally encrypted nature.
The attendee list included many foreigners.
"Is this... showing off muscles, flaunting power?"
The girl’s eyes glimred slightly: "So this online eting wasn’t a spur-of-the-mont thing, but rather well-prepared."
"That guy Ma Ran has already broken through!"
Su Qiangwei snorted lightly, her gaze shifting as she browsed through the attendee list from top to bottom.
Most of the foreigners in this online eting were new-generation Extraordinary Ones, relatively young.
Many nas were quite familiar.
It’s worth ntioning that among the three S-level Abilities Users abroad, only "God" Matt Gray participated in this eting.
Clearly, Gray, considering his friendship with Ma Ran, withstood a lot of external pressure and specially ca to support the scene.
Prophet, God, Martial God.
The three S-levels of Earth attended this eting, making it irrelevant whether the other two S-level Superpower Users showed up or not.
When the nas Su Qiangwei, Ma Ran, and Matt Gray appeared together, the nature of this online eting changed.
No matter the outco, the entire process of this eting will surely be recorded with a heavy stroke in history!
On the screen, Ma Ran was speaking.
"...Building a community of human destiny is imperative..."
"To show sincerity, we are willing to provide detailed information on the Tenth Rank, Eleventh Rank, and Twelfth Rank of Inner Qi, accessible to all mbers joining the ’Earth Civilization Community’."
Hearing this, Su Qiangwei pursed her lips.
As expected!
Knew that guy had already reached the Twelfth Rank of Inner Qi!
Saying he was on vacation before was actually him working hard in secret, trying to widen the gap between us, wasn’t it?
Hmph...
Creating sothing from nothing, opening a new path.
Ma Ran’s talent and genius are indeed the strongest on Earth, aside from her!
But doing so will inevitably consu a lot of energy and effort, and it’s unknown how many brain cells it will kill.
Master Qiangwei will catch up with him soon!
Just as the girl was absorbed in her fantasies, the video screen suddenly split into two parts.
Ma Ran was on the left, and on the right stood a young man in his early twenties, about 1.8 ters tall.
The other wore gender-neutral clothing, with drop-shaped earrings and heavy makeup, intentionally projecting an arrogant stance.
Overall, he looked quite the part.
However, his voice was quite unpleasant, nowhere near Ma Ran’s level, a typical screechy voice, sowhat jarring: "Twelfth Rank? Are you saying there are three new levels above the Ninth Rank of Fighting Spirit?"
"Is today April Fools’ Day?"
"The joke you just told is really cold... hahaha!"
No manners!
Su Qiangwei imdiately labeled this person, feeling very annoyed.
Only after coming to her senses did she realize this person was speaking Korean.
If it weren’t for the Language Proficiency, she probably wouldn’t have understood what he was saying.
The girl squinted her eyes, cut off the screen, and glanced at the person’s na.
Li Xuanxun, a South Korean, an A-level ability Awakened with Bone lting Phosphorus Fire, his Superpower Erosion section was blank, with no specific information filled out.
"An idiot being egged on to stick his neck out!"
Su Qiangwei sneered: "Wanting to make a na by stepping on others, but not even checking if he has the ability."
"Simply clueless!"
That guy Li Xuanxun, in China, would be rely a Pillar Level at best!
The Super Bureau was being established one by one, with universities across the country conducting their second or even third recruitnt phases.
Academic Ability tests, Swordsmanship Obsession tests, Spiritual Will tests, military tests, supernatural phenonon experiences.
Simultaneously recruiting new mbers through five channels, the number of mbers in each academic society skyrocketed!
People at the sa level as Li Xuanxun, if not a hundred, then at least eighty!
Who gave this person the courage to make bold claims in front of Ma Ran?
Does anyone really think Ma Ran is that magnanimous?
That guy’s grudge-holding capability is no less than his genius, and even...
Exceeds it!
Li Xuanxun’s information...
To be precise, globally, Su Qiangwei often flipped through information on relatively well-known Extraordinary Ones during her leisure ti after daily training—reading while snacking was also a form of leisure.
She knew this brat actually had so cleverness and tricks, being one of South Korea’s current three supernovas, suspected of having taken down many of his South Korean peers during his rise.
Suppressing a batch, recruiting a batch, establishing authority.
The thods were a bit immature, but on the whole, not flawed.
Seeing him intentionally display a stupid attitude, just a little analysis would reveal the flaws.
The acting was so bad!
Very clearly, Li Xuanxun was being egged on to stick his neck out.
Yet he chose to go along with it, willing to be used as a tool.
Li Xuanxun probably assud that soone as globally recognized as Ma Ran, known for his broad mind, wouldn’t hold a grudge against him.
He thought he was smart, wanting to use this opportunity to promote his fa.
But Li Xuanxun was wrong.
A ssage popped up at the top of the screen.
A user nad Zhu Xiaoriyue in a small group called "Great Blessing of Happiness for All People" summoned all mbers.
"The betting pool is open!"
"I bet this guy nad Li Xuanxun won’t survive more than three years, one Inner Qi Capsule."
[That Lotus, That City, That Half Sword]: Xiao Ming has been quite generous this ti... The least noticeable kid in the sa car back then has unknowingly grown into a hidden tycoon? I bet two years, one capsule.
[Sword Master’s Direct Lineage]: One year! Double the stakes!
[Blood Fla]: Zhu Hanyi is the one truly rolling in wealth... it seems President Sun is going all out to cultivate you. I’m at Fulan Academy, firmly holding the first spot, but Xiao Die and Nanguang aren’t pushovers, so I won’t bet too big, just one capsule, half a year!
Seeing this, Su Qiangwei’s mood brightened instantly, chuckling to herself as she opened a pack of lemon-flavored chips, typing gleefully at lightspeed.
[Qiangqiang]: Half a year? Looking down on whom? With @RanRanRan’s petty nature... if that guy can live past a month, his luck must be sky-high. Xiao Ming, go play on the side! Sis is the bookie! Winner takes all
Didn’t use a period or exclamation mark.
But it didn’t matter.
Su Qiangwei switched back to the online eting group.
On the right half of the screen, a bald middle-aged translator stood next to Li Xuanxun.
He was embellishing and beautifying Li Xuanxun’s words in English, Russian, and Chinese, making what he said earlier not sound so jarring.
The translator was sweating profusely, with a humble deanor, constantly bowing, utterly distorting Li Xuanxun’s words into sothing entirely different.
The screen, originally split into two parts, returned to Ma Ran’s solo appearance.
"For this eting, we welco suggestions or opinions from friends globally."
"A special reminder to everyone to not casually take the mic, interrupting others’ formal speeches."
"Such actions are uncivilized, impolite, and lack refinent."
"If such behavior occurs again, please be prepared to bear the consequences."
Su Qiangwei pursed her lips, hugged the bag, and poured chips into her mouth.
As expected of Ma Ran!
He’s really good at putting on a show!
On the surface, appearing calm and collected.
Inside, probably wanting to kill off Li Xuanxun’s entire family.
Huh?
No, no, no!
How can a lady entertain such evil thoughts?
Master Qiangwei is a kind, lovable, and honest little fairy, who under normal circumstances would never have such thoughts.
It must be that devil’s influence!
That Zhang Kuang fellow, whatever else might be said, his influence is indeed strong!
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