Wang Teng was happily chewing on a piece of crispy and juicy fried codfish when he suddenly saw Fortes from the White Eagle Nation challenging him. He was stunned.
This person wanted to challenge him! Wang Teng turned and glanced around him. Everyone was looking at him. He pointed at his nose uncontrollably.
He was planning to watch a good show and never thought that he would be the first one in the arena.
Director, this script isn’t right!
Shouldn’t the main lead be the last to appear?
Also, why did that idiot have to choose him? Did he think that he was too free?
“Hurry up. Don’t embarrass yourself here,” Dan Taixuan said helplessly.
“Why does he have to choose me?” Wang Teng was furious. Did Fortes think that he was a weakling and was easy to bully?
“Well, you love to create a scene. The hunter will shoot the bird that sticks out. Besides you, who can he look for?” Zhu Yushao laughed at his plight.
“What do you mean by making a scene? Isn’t it boring to watch the duels without doing anything else? If I don’t have some food, how can I pass the time?” Wang Teng was unhappy, but he still stood up. Since the other party had offered a challenge, it was useless to say anything else. He couldn’t evade the challenge.
“Look after this food. I’ll come back soon.”
The moment he finished speaking, he disappeared on the spot and reappeared in the arena.
Ren Qingcang and the others were shocked when they saw this scene. Wang Teng had just casually displayed a small portion of his strength, but it was enough to make them feel helpless. It was like a huge gap they could never surpass.
In the arena, Fortes’ pupils constricted slightly when he saw Wang Teng suddenly appearing not far away from him. Dust flew below his feet.
He felt that he might have underestimated this young man from Country Xia.
“You interrupted my meal.” Wang Teng’s gaze was unfriendly. He glared at Fortes and continued, “Come on, let’s end this quickly.”
The veins on Fortes’s head popped out. Wang Teng’s tone made him feel that he was looking down on him. His anger exploded, and he glared at Wang Teng. He squeezed the words out of his mouth. “You’re looking for death!”
The moment he finished speaking, he stomped his feet on the ground and shot out like a golden arrow. He dashed towards Wang Teng
A pair of swords had appeared in his hands. They formed a sharp sword glow. He stabbed the sword in his right hand at Wang Teng’s chest while sweeping the one in his left hand horizontally to block his path of retreat.
Wang Teng’s expression was calm. His body twisted in an extremely strange posture and evaded Fortes’s attack easily.
Fortes’s expression changed slightly. The swords in his hands danced, launching an attack on Wang Teng one after another. The sword aura filled up the air and inundated him entirely.
However, Wang Teng’s battle awareness was too powerful. He moved his feet as if he were strolling in the park. His opponent’s attacks all failed.
In the spectators’ stand, the people from the White Eagle Nation were watching the duel grimly.
“That martial warrior from Country Xia is powerful!” Kune said in a low voice.
“Fortes’s too impatient. He’s being led by his opponent. If he doesn’t break free soon, he will be at a disadvantage,” Yoke shook his head and said.
“Fortes is an arrogant person. In not allowing himself to lose to Wang Teng, he has lost his calm,” Marsha said with bright eyes.
The martial warriors from the Large Eagle Nation were watching the duel too.
“This Wang Teng is quite interesting.” Arnold looked at the young man and said with a smile, “Gerald, he might become your opponent.”
“If that’s all of his ability, it isn’t enough.” Gerald was handsome and had golden hair. His gaze was indifferent.
“That’s true. However, the real formidable warriors from the White Eagle Nation haven’t appeared yet,” Arnold said.
Gerald turned serious and nodded.
A lofty martial warrior that looked like a bear from Country Boar looked at Wang Teng and Fortes in the arena. He laughed and said, “Are they playing a game?”
“Don’t mind them, Valeria. Your opponents are not them,” a martial warrior of similar size looked at the lady beside him in admiration.
That was right, this bulky martial warrior was a lady.
Her limbs were thick, and she was taller than 2 meters. Despite the bulging muscles on her body, she had an exquisite face like a barbie doll.
In Country Neon’s direction, a 1.5 meters tall lady was quietly watching the battle below with no expression on her face.
“Tongji, can you gauge his strength?” the man beside her asked.
“I can’t. The man from Country Xia… is very mysterious.” A strange light glimmered in
Tongji’s eyes. There were no fluctuations in her voice, though. “Even you can’t tell anything?” the man muttered.
In the arena, Fortes was raging because he couldn’t hit Wang Teng no matter how hard he tried. His eyes turned red, and he panted heavily. He screamed, “Are you a monkey? Do you only know how to dodge? Come and fight with me head-on.”
Wang Teng suddenly stopped in his tracks and glared at Fortes. “Take back your words.”
Fortes ignored him. Instead, a tinge of delight flashed past his eyes. Contempt appeared in his gaze as he dashed towards Wang Teng.
The two swords slashed through the air. Fortes didn’t hold back at all. Golden sword conscious exploded and submerged Wang Teng
Wang Teng stood in the same spot with a cold expression. Suddenly, he raised his arm and grabbed the golden sword conscious.
Everyone was flabbergasted.
Was he looking for death?
He grabbed the sword conscious with his bare hands! Was there something wrong with his brain?
“He’s overestimating himself!” Dan Taixuan stood up immediately. Her expression changed slightly.
Fortes smiled hideously. He was mocking Wang Teng for overestimating himself. Even a low-tier general-stage martial warrior didn’t dare to welcome his golden sword conscious with his hands. Wang Teng was looking for death.
The next instant, Fortes widened his eyes in surprise.
Wang Teng had grabbed the golden sword glow successfully. Then… he crumbled it with his hands.
Under everyone’s gaze, the golden sword conscious shattered inch by inch. It was destroyed.
This scene was too stimulating. It was hard to believe that someone could destroy sword conscious with their physical body.
Did Wang Teng train his physique especially? The martial warriors who didn’t place much attention on him stood up one after another and stared at Wang Teng with their eyes wide open.
Dan Taixuan let out a long sigh. Her eyes were glistening. She had underestimated Wang Teng
Even his physical body was so powerful?
In the arena, Wang Teng destroyed the golden sword conscious and raised his head. With a gentle smile, he looked at Fortes. “Young man, your sword conscious isn’t hard enough!”
“Damn it!” Fortes retreated instantly. This scene had stimulated him greatly, and he felt a strong sense of danger from Wang Teng.
“Too naive.” Wang Teng shook his head and disappeared.
Fortes was dumbfounded. He searched for Wang Teng’s figure around him.
“Behind you.” Right then, a calm voice sounded beside his ear. It was inches away from him.
“Oh shit!” Fortes wanted to turn his head, but it was too late.
A dull sound was heard beside him. Fortes felt a huge knock on his head and excruciating pain. His vision went black.
Everyone looked into the arena. A golden brick had suddenly appeared in Wang Teng’s hand, leaving them stunned.
Dan Taixuan covered her face…