Chapter 28: The Irresistible Pride

  "Thank you." The boy's voice was still very tender, probably because his Adam's apple hadn't fully developed yet. Jiang Nian patted him on the head and said, "Go back and tell them that I won't give up a single cent of my money. Otherwise, I'll ruin them." Her tone was gentle, but it was inexplicably filled with a chilling intent.

  The boy was somewhat resistant to being patted on the head, and glared at Jiang Nian with some displeasure, but still nodded obediently and agreed.

  He is a very clever and knowledgeable boy, he understands everything, yet still retains the kindness of his youth, in this worldly world, he remains like a wind chime standing in the wind, blooming clean and delicate flowers.

  "Good." Jiang Nian smiled and nodded, his eyes complex, with a rare hint of heartache.

  Feng Xinzhi waved his hand and turned around, disappearing into the crowd. Jiang Nian's smile gradually faded, and his eyes were filled with heartache. Turning back, he thought of that black-and-white face from earlier, which was indeed very despicable. However, it was mostly because of the despicable expression, probably a facial expression cultivated over many years, deeply ingrained, thus ruining a sunny and radiant face.

  It seems that when I return to the Heavenly Temple, I will have to take that child back. How can it be okay for him to sell lottery tickets and engage in gambling every day? Although this thing can make a fortune quickly, it's all about the people on top making a fortune, he's just a small runner, being able to survive is good enough, it's better to leave early.

  The cheers in the fourth round were even more intense, and since there were only three groups of six people left at this time, the audience's calls for names were no longer as chaotic as before, and could be heard clearly.

  The loudest cheers were for another seeded player, Kunling. Although everyone thought Han Yi's Phantom would be stronger, after all, they bought tickets to see Kunling, and Kunling's strength over the years has been evident to all, so they should at least cheer him on to avoid losing confidence and having no chance of winning.

  Jiang Nianshun followed the scorching gaze of the crowd and saw Kun Ling standing at the edge of the arena, his opponent was another outstanding young man from the First City, but the gap between them should still be quite large, otherwise he wouldn't have been so confident.

  Kun Ling has always been a standout among his peers, and over the years he has developed an uncontainable pride. Now his heart is not on this stage, but rather on that man who suddenly appeared - Han Wei. He can't accept that someone is better than him, and even more unimaginable is that this unknown man is actually a fantasy god.

  The sense of loss made his heart swell with anger, he wanted to quickly defeat that man and knock him down to prove that he was still the strongest. He also wanted to kill that man, who dared to be stronger than himself!

  This negative emotion made his expression extremely distorted, and the murderous intent spread out around him, forming a substantial black glow. The opponent across from him saw the scattered light points and was somewhat afraid, subconsciously shrinking to the farthest corner of the arena.

  However, he still did not escape Kun Ling's anger and was slapped by Kun Ling with a strong and powerful illusionary force, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood before being carried away.

  Kun Ling saw his opponent being carried away and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he turned around to glare fiercely at Han Yue on the ring.

  It was only now that Han Yi and his team began to compete. Earlier, because their opponent had called for an emergency timeout, they had rested for a while longer. Before that, he had been sitting in his seat with his eyes closed, thinking about his opponent's moves in his mind. Now, he stood calmly on the stage, waiting for his opponent to make the first move.

  His opponent looked older than Han Wei, with more combat experience. He was a man who often wandered in the forest, unlike Han Wei's home education. In this regard, he was similar to Wu Shi Qi. However, his fantasy power was not enough, estimated to be only Green Fantasy Master.

  That person looked at Han Yue, his expression a bit strange. He thought for a moment and said: "Originally I called a timeout to wait for my friend to bring the weapons, but today I didn't expect to meet you, so the equipment is not suitable. However, I admire you very much, so today's match I admit defeat, let's just make friends, my name is Li Yun."

  Everyone was stunned that he had admitted defeat so cleanly and quietly, and no one made a sound for a long time. It wasn't until much later that they heard Han Wei's cold, hard voice: "I concede, I'm Han Wei." His voice was also cold and hard at this moment, but Jiang Nian could hear a hint of excitement in it, perhaps because he had been respected and acknowledged by others?

  That person smiled and didn't think Han Yue's tone was too disrespectful, so he waved his hand and jumped off the stage. Jiang Nian looked at the man's elegant back, feeling that something was off, it was too abrupt, wasn't it? Indeed, he didn't bring away a single cloud.

  Han Yi slowly sat back in his seat, feeling a little excited. This way, he could save a lot of physical strength, and even if he were to face Kun Ling later, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage. Moreover, having just left his family for only a few days, he was already being respected and recognized by others. For a young man who had just started his journey, this recognition was completely irresistible. Even if he tried to remain calm and composed, he couldn't control the surge of pride and pleasure that arose within him.

  After Li Yuan jumped down and walked around the ring, he entered a small alley. As soon as his figure disappeared into the dimly lit alley, the friendly smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He stopped in the alley, raised his hand, and the black gemstone ring on his left hand automatically reflected a large cross-shaped light in the absence of sunlight. Immediately, two people wrapped in black appeared beside him like shadows, kneeling behind him with great reverence, their bodies bent at a very sharp angle, without any slackness even though he couldn't see them.

  "Keep an eye on that man named Han Yue, he's the variable this time. Help Kun Ling win when necessary, and kill him after the match if Kun Ling doesn't win." His command was extremely harsh and ruthless, devoid of emotion, with not even a single pause in his breathing.

  "Yes." The two people also nodded slightly without emotion and then disappeared into the alley like shadows.

  Li Yuan didn't leave immediately, he was still thinking about things in the dim alley. After a while, the black gemstone ring on his left hand suddenly started to heat up, he was stunned, with an uncertain expression, he touched it again, then composed himself, pursed his lips and quickly disappeared into the alley.

  He disappeared so quickly that he brought up a large whirlwind. The winds spun around in place, and after a while, the sky slowly floated down a small red thing, which didn't reveal its shape until it landed on the ground - a small, delicate red flower petal.

  The petals of the rhododendron flower are red, symbolizing crisis.

  At the same time, Han Yue's fifth match had just begun. Due to an unexpected event in the third arena, someone cheated and severely injured their opponent, but was disqualified after being discovered by the referee. As a result, the final match arrived ahead of schedule. And at this moment, his opponent was precisely Kun Ling.

  Han Yi sat in his seat, slowly opening his eyes to gaze at the proud young man filled with jealousy in front of him, and he also felt a slight burning sensation in his heart.

  As long as he wins, as long as he wins! He can become the new generation's leader. The years of suffering, loneliness, will not be in vain. So, he must win!

  Digression

  Oh no... Conspiracy, conspiracy!