Chapter 624: Chapter 623: Battle to Become a God
The Underworld Forum exploded once again as Madman King Tang issued a new post.
The content of the post contained no text, just an uploaded video clip.
When this post came out, the Underworld Forum went completely mad.
The entire global Underworld trembled.
Lawrence, a werewolf powerhouse long listed on the Divine List, had been killed by a rising Eastern youth who hadn’t even been around for ten years.
Ever since the duel between Madman King Tang and Lawrence began, the Underworld had been full of mockery; everyone thought Tang was completely out of his depth to even consider challenging the Divine List powerhouse Lawrence—it was practically seeking death.
Looking back at the comments on the forum since the duel, ninety-five percent of people were doomsaying Tang, with only a small minority possibly close to Tang, or perhaps as young people, hoping for Tang—who represented the younger generation—to win, voicing their support.
But this verbal support was more like an emotional resonance; deep down, no one really believed Tang could win this battle.
"Fuck! Can someone tell me whether this video is real or not?"
"Same request for the tech whizzes. Can we trust this video? Also, has any god-like figure actually seen Lawrence in person? Please let us know if the poor sod getting hammered in the video is really him."
"Yeah, is that actually the real Lawrence? Why does he look so pathetically weak?"
"Pathetically weak? Are you blind, poster above? Please watch the video again carefully. I’ve watched it over a dozen times and am still unable to grasp many details. The strength of the two combatants in this duel is so immense—it turns my understanding of human speed on its head. With the terrifying speed and power displayed, even though I’ve never seen Lawrence, I dare to assert that this is indeed him. Only a powerhouse from the Divine List could be this badass."
"Finally, someone talking sense. The guy above is right; we don’t need to question the authenticity of the video anymore. Although the image is dim, the combat between the two is too realistic."
"Are you guys sure this isn’t special effects?"
"Right, it could be CGI. We need a tech genius to break it down!"
"Same here, we need to know the truth!"
The Underworld Forum completely erupted, heating up like wildfire.
People from the Underworld all over the globe were discussing this topic.
Besides them, the upper echelons of major powers were also paying attention to this event.
Apart from the vast majority of regular folks, practically all special interest groups were bombarded with news of this mighty duel.
The behind-the-scenes officials of the Underworld Forum worked quickly and published a verification explanation for the video released by Madman King Tang in less than an hour:
Upon multiple verifications, Madman King Tang’s video was found to be authentic, confirming the person getting pulverized in the video was indeed Lawrence, ranked ninth on the Divine List.
The moment this news was released, the forum exploded once more.
"Shocking! Shocking! Still damn shocking!"
"After lying low for two years, Madman King Tang returns to the Martial Arts World, a battle that propels him to divinity!"
"A few months ago, Sun Luting was killed, and Tang jumped to third place on the Heavenly List. You lot were still skeptical about it, so come on, I invite all the doubters of Tang’s strength from before to come forward—does your face hurt?"
"Madman King Tang will forever be my god!"
"Madman King Tang is mighty and powerful, great for my Divine Continent!"
"Madman King Tang is so handsome, I want to have your babies."
As this comment appeared, the tone of the forum gradually shifted.
The shock about Lawrence getting smashed began to fade, and countless female cultivators started discussing Madman King Tang’s looks, body, and temperament.
"Speaking of which, Tang seems to already have a wife."
"Oh yeah, he issued his challenge against Lawrence because Lawrence had injured his wife, right~~~"
"Asshole, I’m so jealous of his wife."
"Having a wife is no problem, I can be the mistress."
"I don’t need to be the mistress, I just want one passionate night with Boss Tang."
At Binjiang Garden Villa, in the second-floor living room.
Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang were sitting on the sofa, browsing through various discussions on the forum.
Qin Yanyang smiled at the corner of her mouth, giving Yang Fei a sidelong glance, "You’ve completely blown up."
"I was already hot," Yang Fei replied.
"I mean you’re the hot topic in the hearts of those women who lurk in the Underworld, look at this woman named Annis, who is actually Princess Alice of the British Royal Family, she wants a night of passion with you."
"Uh~~"
Sweat began to form on Yang Fei’s forehead.
When he saw the abrupt change in the forum’s atmosphere, he had already sensed something bad was coming.
However, Qin Yanyang seemed quite gossipy and even joined in the discussions, blending in with those ’indecent’ women who wanted to have children with him.
The video was released by him on the Underworld Forum.
But Yang Fei’s intention was merely to tell the world that he was back.
He would lead International Madman back into the Martial Arts World and seek justice for the events from two years ago.
It was also a show of muscle to the world, warning people not to provoke him.
However, he hadn’t expected to become a topic of public discussion among women.
"Cough cough, honey, you know me, I take relationships very seriously," Yang Fei said as he looked at Qin Yanyang.
Qin Yanyang also looked at him and asked with a smile, "Really?"
A feeling of panic surged in Yang Fei’s heart, with the image of Tong Yunshu coming to his mind, but he still nodded decisively in response, "Really."
Qin Yanyang smiled sweetly, "Mm, I believe you. You and I are each other’s first love; I can feel your naive and clumsy approach to women. I believe you would never be the kind of man who leaves a trail of romances everywhere."
Yang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, moved to tears.
Thank goodness he wasn’t like other urban male protagonists who are seasoned veterans and skilled players in love.
Leaving the impression of a rookie in the realm of love in Qin Yanyang’s heart was an immense advantage.
Moved by the moment, he grasped Qin Yanyang’s soft hand tightly, looking at her affectionately, "Thank you, honey. Let’s practice Dual Cultivation, I’m a bit tired, and your internal injuries need urgent treatment."
Facing his intense gaze, Qin Yanyang’s pretty face blushed, sensing clearly that he was thinking of something improper under the guise of helping her heal.
But the two were already married in name and in fact, bonded in heart and soul, and both were at the peak of their youth; such things naturally proceeded as they should, unavoidable.
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Across the ocean, on the top floor of a commercial building belonging to the Cavendish family, a Western woman in a red dress stood before a floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city. It was as if she had all of England under her feet.
Her name was Monica Cavendish.
At thirty-one, she had a stunningly beautiful face and a curvaceous figure that could send any man’s adrenaline skyrocketing.
But the aura she exuded was not one of sexuality but a serene and leisurely air.
Behind Monica, Willie stood with a grave expression, appearing like a child who had done something wrong, hunching his body as he awaited punishment from an elder.
"Arrange a trip to Divine Continent Binhai for me, I’m going to meet him."