"This is simply too incredible!" After a long mont, Zhang Wenxuan finally reacted, exclaiming as she quickly looked towards Zhang Qi, "No wonder you believe in him so much—his physical strength is just too formidable."
Zhang Qi nodded proudly, telling Zhang Wenxuan, "What do you think? Now do you believe ? A bet is a bet, the manuscript of the Eight-Ard Sticky Fist."
At this, Zhang Qi extended his hand towards Zhang Wenxuan, demanding it.
Zhang Wenxuan wrinkled her nose and huffed as she took out a manuscript, tossing it to Zhang Qi, "You scher! If you had told earlier that he had defeated you, I wouldn’t have gambled with you. Now I’ve lost again."
Obviously, what truly annoyed Zhang Wenxuan wasn’t the loss of the manuscript but losing to Zhang Qi.
In the arena, seeing the hostess still lost in thought above, Lin Qian looked up and said, "I rember now you’re supposed to announce the result so that I can leave the stage, right?"
The hostess, previously shocked, snapped back to reality after hearing Lin Qian’s voice and hastily announced the result of the match.
At that ti, mbers from Zhang Li’s clan also hurried over to take him away.
After receiving the result of the match, Lin Qian noticed sothing unusual about the token at his waist. He looked down and saw a flare of Soul Light erge on its surface, displaying the character "two" before fading.
Lin Qian instantly understood, as this must have been the point score. He had participated in the battle and won, thus earning two points.
With the contest concluded, Lin Qian turned and left the arena, heading towards the Eastern Division Clan’s spectator platform.
The hostess in the arena, watching Lin Qian’s figure, was filled with emotion.
Previously, she had thought, this young man from the Human Clan, Lin Qian, was just unfortunate.
Now it seed, perhaps it was Zhang Li who was truly unlucky. Who could have expected this Human Clan youth, seemingly in the Sky Breaking Realm, to possess such formidable strength?
After returning to the Eastern Division Clan’s spectator platform, Zhang Qi imdiately greeted him, "Congratulations Your Majesty Lin, on winning your first contest."
"What’s there to congratulate? You already know my strength. You must have foreseen this outco," Lin Qian said with a light laugh, settling into his seat.
At that mont, Zhang Qi pulled out a manuscript and handed it to Lin Qian, "Your Majesty Lin, this is a soul skill manuscript I won from a friend through a bet, nad Eight-Ard Sticky Fist."
"What’s this about?" Seeing the manuscript, Lin Qian unhesitantly accepted it. Such an item could now be most helpful to the Huaxia Empire, and he naturally couldn’t pass it up.
Zhang Qi then laughingly recounted his bet with Zhang Wenxuan to Lin Qian.
Hearing this, Lin Qian turned his head to look towards the West Division Clan’s spectator platform.
At that mont, he saw a pink-skinned female mber of the Eight-Ard Sea Clan staring fiercely in their direction, eyeing the continuously laughing Zhang Qi by his side.
Seeing Lin Qian looking her way, Zhang Wenxuan composed herself and courteously bowed in greeting.
Seeing this, Lin Qian returned the gesture.
Imdiately following, Zhang Wenxuan resud glaring at Zhang Qi unhurriedly.
Lin Qian withdrew his gaze, patted Zhang Qi on the shoulder, and joked, "Hey, this girl, by your Eight-Ard Sea Clan’s standards, must be quite a beauty. Are you interested in her?"
"How could that be? We are just closely related clans who used to play together as kids—nothing more," Zhang Qi hastily said, waving his hands and denying any romantic implications.
Seeing Zhang Qi’s denial, Lin Qian was amused even more, his shoulders shaking as he laughed and his Water Breathing Soul Device bubbled, "You guy, still denying it, huh? If you had no intentions, why would you bet with her?"
"What does that matter?"
"Hey, sotis n who are thin-skinned, they just like to purposely pick on the won they fancy, to cover up their own shyness," Lin Qian said as he punched Zhang Qi in the chest, "I advise you, if you like her, be proactive. Don’t hide your feelings; otherwise, you might cry when soone else takes her away."
Zhang Qi looked at Lin Qian with a bewildered face, his lips moving but no words coming out. After a mont, he sighed helplessly, "Your Majesty, why must you speak so loudly? Everyone heard."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qian quickly looked towards the West Division Clan and saw Zhang Wenxuan had run to the other side of the viewing platform, her head bowed, seemingly embarrassed by his words.
"Oh... sorry," Lin Qian said with an awkward smile, patting Zhang Qi on the shoulder and lowering his voice.
Zhang Qi gently shook his head and glanced over at the West Division Clan, showing a smile.
As for Lin Qian, he also smiled knowingly. Don’t forget, because of his past life experience, he was exceptionally accurate at judging people.
He could clearly see that Zhang Qi and Zhang Wenxuan had already developed feelings for each other; that’s why he intentionally punctured the barrier between them.
Actually, both Zhang Nianxin and the Clan Leader of the West Division Clan were happy to see this situation.
If two talented individuals from different divisions could beco married, it would indeed be a beautiful story.
The shock Lin Qian had brought gradually subsided.
The Eight-Ard Sea Clan’s eting wasn’t lacking in talents; it was just that Lin Qian’s display of unexpected strength in his realm that had surprised everyone.
The atmosphere of the following matches gradually erased the astonishnt from everyone’s hearts.
However, not every match ended as swiftly and decisively as Lin Qian’s, where absolute power dominated and the fight concluded in monts.
Instead, most of the fights were quite lengthy, especially when the contestants were closely matched in realm.
After all, the participants of this Clan eting were mostly talented individuals, all possessing the Sky Breaking Realm.
Beyond the Sky Breaking Realm, their Soul Power was very robust, allowing them to fight continuously for two or three hours without trouble.
Thus, the ten matches following Lin Qian’s consud four hours altogether, nearing evening.
Among these, there were two matches that involved fighters from smaller clans battling tribe fighters, who resolved the fights quickly with overwhelming strength.
Otherwise, it would have taken even longer.
As night fell, the underwater world of Coral Island beca illuminated by the Sea Light Stones.
The day’s matches had concluded, and everyone had returned to their temporary residences.
"Hmm? Where did Zhang Qi go? What place has he run off to?" Lin Qian looked around curiously after returning to the temporary residence.
Zhang Nianxin burst out laughing and said to Lin Qian, "It’s all because you, Your Majesty, openly pointed out the subtlety between those two during the day. Now, they’ve probably gone off to play together."
"Haha, then this is indeed a beautiful affair," Lin Qian laughed upon hearing Zhang Nianxin’s words.
At that mont, Zhang Nianxin suddenly looked confused as he took out a Token. A ssage erged and entered his forehead.
Following that, Zhang Nianxin looked at Lin Qian in surprise, "Your Majesty, the Clan Leader wants to see you!"
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