With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 1105 - 684: Hesitation, Lord Yao, and the Struggle O

A lot of people expressed their amazent:

"I’m convinced. I’ve gone from being indifferent to a fan of Master ng.

There’s no sixth Grandmaster, so if he becos the Overlord, I see no issue!"

The audience seating in the venue.

Gasps of astonishnt rose again, and the applause rged into an ocean.

At this mont, countless people believed that ng Chuan’s position as Overlord felt well-deserved.

Because this was another complete and utter thrashing!

On the Black Obsidian Throne, the man’s eyes slowly opened, sweeping over the audience seating.

Anyone who inadvertently made eye contact with him would instinctively avert their gaze, while a nervous, exhilarating thrill surged within their hearts.

This was the instinctive response when faced with soone perceived as invincible.

Like a creature in nature encountering its nesis!

Across 200,000 audience seats, ng Chuan found his target.

Looking at Yang Yuelian, he raised his eyebrows slightly and gave a sneaky smile.

The ssage was clear.

Little Berserk Bear, easily handled!

Yang Yuelian snorted lightly at him, "So improper..."

The director perceptively switched to the two of them again.

The two openly flirted in front of 200,000 live audience mbers and over 2 billion watching the livestream!

Fans of ng Chuan exclaid, "The ship has sunk!"

But it didn’t matter.

Who would care?

...

Great Chu, Shangjing.

In the central area, a heavily guarded villa.

Inside the Dragon Pearl, the underwater world.

Ao Shuang lay sideways on the bed in light gauze, propping her chin with one hand, eating fruit while watching the match.

This posture was also learned from humans.

This group of Blue Star creatures really know how to enjoy...

Seeing the scene where ng Chuan knocked out the Berserk Bear with one punch, she nodded slightly.

Popping a cherry into her mouth, she chewed while shaking her head secretly.

Ao Shuang knew well that while this punch had so quality, it was by no ans the entirety of ng Chuan’s ’Physical Dao’ strength.

If it were only this, he would never have gained the favor of the Pangu Divine Hall’s artifact spirit and received the Pangu Order.

But ng Chuan’s opponents were weak humans.

Only when he fights a third level taking on a fourth level could she see ng Chuan’s true level.

There’s nothing to be done, as humans, to beco strong quickly, pursue the path of physical transformation in cultivating Qi Blood Martial Arts.

Their great strength largely cos from their realm rather than cultivating powerful techniques.

Simply put, it’s ’fast leveling, weak combat.’

The Berserk Bear’s combat power is considered top-notch among humans of the sa realm.

But in Ao Shuang’s eyes, any ordinary true dragon from the Dragon Realm could easily crush it.

Most of the so-called young geniuses are far inferior to the Dao Realm’s Daoists or the Cosmic Divine Sons.

Only apart from ng Chuan, there are those five Overlords and a kid sowhat versed in formations, who have so potential.

"Aowu... I’m sleepy, let’s take a nap first."

The Dragon Race loves to sleep, spending more than half their long lives in dreams, and Ao Shuang is no different.

She turned off the screen, and her dragon body erged in the blue light, curling in a circle to sleep.

When the finals co, she’ll watch ng Chuan and others again.

...

"Hiss..."

The sound of a sharp intake of breath echoed in the competitor seats, and even the surrounding temperature dropped below zero with everyone’s mood!

The Earth Berserk Bear, Wu Zhongtao, went from charging up to suddenly losing in less than a second.

Wu Zhongtao is no Chen Biao!

His strength nearly secures him a spot in the top 100 finals, yet even he couldn’t withstand in the slightest...

It was his proudest strength!

This scene caused those competitors, eager to challenge ng Chuan for the Overlord position with their identity cards flashing red, to feel an intense, overwhelming chill in their hearts...

The End Realm master, with Qi Blood nearly filling the entire star ridian.

Innate traits and a powerful tempered body bestowed boundless strength.

Yet such a figure ended up with the sa fate as Chen Biao.

Knocked out by ng Chuan with one punch...

The heady rush from the huge temptation of fa and fortune was quickly covered by the chill erging from the heart...

After cooling down, people who knew each other well grouped together, analyzing and chattering incessantly.

"There’s sothing not right with ng Chuan, everyone goes down with just one hit..."

"Chen Biao was one thing, but even the humorous Dart Man, how could Brother Wu be taken down with a single punch..."

"Where’s Wu Zhongtao? Uh... passed out..."

The Berserk Bear is not strong in spiritual aspects, there are shortcomings, and the Three Flowers spirit is sowhat lacking.

This is also the most important reason he hasn’t started Three Flowers Gathering at the Top.

"Forget about him, let’s think about how every ti this guy just goes in with one punch, how are we going to drain his energy and stamina?"

"Screw that!"

Soone was speechless, knowing there was no chance, and switched their competitor identity card to green, ’passing’ to leave the competitor seats, sitting in the preparation area with closed eyes waiting.

Hoping for special battle rits was out of the question; dreaming of fa was out too.

There were not a few who suddenly ’awoke’ like this.

One after another, over a hundred people left, making the thousand-person competitor seats seem less crowded.

"Cowards!"

Most of those who remained cursed the ones who left and continued to huddle together to discuss strategies.

"Don’t go head-to-head with ng Chuan in what he’s best at; it’ll only amplify his Martial Arts Montum and hinder our future challenges."

Soone suggested:

"How about... we try challenging soone else, drain her, what about Dragon Ying?"

"Are you crazy? Martial Arts Grandmaster, and those five aren’t just any Martial Arts Grandmasters."

"When it’s your turn, go challenge Dragon Ying, your brain must have been kicked by a mule to say such a thing..."