"Is Saintlun@Roman here to joke around?"
"I think so too. He was boasting earlier that no one in this era dared to fight him, but as soon as he encountered Master Zhuge, he immediately backed down. So funny!"
"With Master Zhuge here, who dares to claim invincibility? Who dares to say they are undefeated? The last strike of life can cut down all enemies in the world. No one on this planet dares to receive his strike!"
"That strike not only deterred Saintlun@Roman, but also the entire War God Hall! Heh... If you want to gang up on our Dragon Country martial arts world, ask Master Zhuge's saber if it's willing first!"
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In the live broadcast room of the Divine Net, as the Dragon Country martial artists saw the receding figures of Jiang Wuming and Zhuge Lingjun, their bullet comments were filled with excitement.
Meanwhile, the martial artists from other countries remained silent.
Previously, due to Saintlun@Roman's performance, they had bragged that even if Jiang Wuming was a prodigy, he hadn't fully grown yet, and the top fighting strength of the Dragon Country martial arts world was insufficient, and the tide of the era had left the Dragon Country martial arts world behind.
As a result, their faces were now swollen like pig heads. How could they have the nerve to refute?
However—
Just as the Dragon Country martial artists were completely immersed in celebration, the live broadcast of the Divine Net was interrupted.
The head of the Divine Net ordered the broadcast to end!
The purpose of the Divine Net's live broadcast of this Global Martial Arts Convention was to showcase the strength of the War God Hall, led by the Roman family, and highlight the decline of the Dragon Country martial arts world. However, they found that they had shot themselves in the foot.
In this martial arts practical competition, the Dragon Country martial arts world, whether it was the younger generation of geniuses or the top fighting forces, had completely crushed the delegations from various countries, displaying an invincible demeanor!
Just as the Divine Net live broadcast was interrupted, the martial arts arena of the London Tower was still in dead silence.
This was because the young man and the old man had not yet left the martial arts arena.
All eyes were fixed on the backs of the two.
Among them, Saintlun@Roman's expression was extremely gloomy.
The European War God Hall had suffered heavy losses in this martial arts practical competition, and so had the Roman family—Xiviel@Roman was killed by Zhuge Lingjun with a single finger, and Saintlun@Roman himself was publicly humiliated and embarrassed by Zhuge Lingjun.
All of this not only damaged the dignity of Saintlun@Roman and the entire Roman family, but would also weaken his and the family's leadership and control over the War God Hall.
This was because the Roman family and the European branch of the War God Hall had failed to fulfill all their promises to allies such as the North American Alliance and the Land of Invictus!
The facts were indeed as such.
While Saintlun@Roman's expression was gloomy, the delegation leaders of various countries, such as Tiangong Wuhong, were also the same.
As allies of Saintlun@Roman, they were on the same boat as the Roman family and the European branch of the War God Hall, sharing honor and disgrace.
Today, Jiang Wuming and Zhuge Lingjun, representing the Dragon Country martial arts world, had trampled on the dignity of the Roman family and the European branch of the War God Hall, and had also caused shame and frustration to allies such as the North American Alliance and the Land of Invictus!
At the same time, a small number of people began to doubt whether it was the right decision to continue staying on the same boat as the European branch of the War God Hall!
After all, the original intention of the War God Hall was to resist external enemies and protect all humankind.
The Roman family and the European branch, while constantly talking about justice and responsibility, were actually playing a dirty power game behind the scenes!
In contrast, the Dragon Country martial arts world, despite possessing the strongest strength, had always valued peace and the overall situation, and had not engaged in power struggles!
"Qitian, do you now understand why Jiang Wuming didn't bother to come to our Underworld Hall? The Hall Master is a half-step Celestial God, and so is Zhuge Lingjun. Moreover, the Hall Master might not dare to receive that strike."
Just as Saintlun@Roman and others were looking gloomy, Caroline, standing beside the Dragon Country delegation's area, looked at Jiang Wuming's retreating figure and said to Qitian beside her.
"So what? The Underworld Hall has more cultivation techniques!"
Qitian said with a look of defiance, "And our philosophy is correct!"
Hearing the first part of Qitian's words, Caroline was about to say something, but upon hearing the latter part, she swallowed her words back.
This was because she also firmly believed that the Underworld Hall Master's choice was correct.
Even Shen Zui, who was beside them, felt the same way!
"Sect Master, when will you take that step towards the Celestial God realm? Let us Kunlun be awesome again."
At the same time, in the area of the Dragon Country delegation, Ye Kunlun withdrew his gaze with envy and said to Yun Tianjian.
"—"
Yun Tianjian's face darkened, and he remained silent.
Don't hit people in the face when hitting, and don't expose shortcomings when scolding.
In today's competition, Yun Tianjian first endured humiliation and dared not appear due to the overall situation, and then couldn't help but act to rescue Jiang Wuming, only to find himself helpless against the cage evolved by Saintlun@Roman using true qi.
In such a situation, Ye Kunlun's words were equivalent to embarrassing Yun Tianjian in front of everyone.
"Martial lunatic, some things cannot be envied. Don't be so competitive. Isn't it good to be like Monk Wo and just lie flat?" Yuan He said solemnly.
"If everyone were as unmotivated as you, the Dragon Country martial arts world would be in danger."
Ye Kunlun glanced at Yuan He and then, as if thinking of something, looked at Gu Tianlong with schadenfreude.
"However, even if you are unmotivated, you are much better than some people. Hey... The Sect Master personally came, and not only said nothing, but didn't even cast a glance, yet he took great care of Jiang Wuming. If I were someone, I'd just jump off a cliff and die, why be a successor!"
"Ye... Ye Kunlun, what do you mean?!"
Gu Tianlong, as if his tail had been stepped on, immediately exploded, glaring at Gu Tianlong with anger.
"You're quite quick to put yourself in that role?"
Ye Kunlun said with contempt.
"You..."
Gu Tianlong was furious and filled with injustice.
As the strongest successor of the Dragon Gate, not only did he make a fool of himself in the genius group's competition, but the first time he met Zhuge Lingjun, the latter didn't even look at him directly, which made him feel extremely disappointed and deeply jealous!
He was jealous of Jiang Wuming!
In his opinion, Zhuge Lingjun should have shown that care and concern towards him instead!
At the exit of the martial arts arena, Jiang Wuming could sense many eyes locking onto him, but he paid no attention or heed. He kept looking at Zhuge Lingjun with his peripheral vision, his eyes filled with worry.
This was because after Zhuge Lingjun killed Xiviel@Roman with a single finger and coughed up blood in public, his face had been very pale.
This made Jiang Wuming realize that Zhuge Lingjun was not deliberately feigning!
"Child, don't worry, I'm fine."
Zhuge Lingjun could sense Jiang Wuming's worry. After leaving the martial arts arena, he said with a smile.
"But, Grandpa Zhuge, you don't look well," Jiang Wuming said.
"I know. As I said publicly before, during the divine battle twelve years ago, the strong warriors of Dragon Country all went out, your father died, and I was also severely injured. Although Physician Li Gu saved my life, he couldn't heal my internal injuries, leaving a fatal root of the problem.
In the past twelve years, I have been in seclusion to heal my injuries. Even if I comprehended the rules of time and took that step towards the Celestial God realm, I could not completely eliminate my injuries. Furthermore, if I used the rules of time, it would worsen my injuries and accelerate my loss of life." Zhuge Lingjun explained.
"Are... are you serious, that you can only swing one saber, or use one move?" Jiang Wuming's expression changed greatly.
"Killing a five-star War God like just now was more than one move, but to kill Saintlun@Roman or even stronger warriors, it was indeed only one saber strike."
The old man's expression was calm.
The young man's heart trembled, and a thought arose in his mind:
After the old man unleashed that strike, he would die.
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