Only My Way

“… …”

Although it could be clearly perceived.

Not far away, that fellow who just entered the arena should be slightly stronger than Nangong Mu in terms of raw strength.

Especially after taking drugs and buffs, his strength has increased even more.

But for Ling Wuyuan.

This newly appeared, unknown passerby character is far less worthy of attention than Nangong Mu.

Because he didn't feel any determination from the other party.

Even.

He didn't even have the confidence to win.

It was as if the other party had simply come to join in the fun.

Therefore, Ling Wuyuan had absolutely no interest in the fellow who had just appeared.

In fact.

The guy on the opposite side was indeed just there for fun.

Although his strength was not weak.

He believed that he was stronger than Nangong Mu.

But he was also very clear.

That his strength was ultimately limited.

Even if he used special pills…

Things still wouldn't change fundamentally.

Facing Ling Wuyuan, who could beat Nangong Mu like a dog.

The other party really didn't have a shred of confidence.

Even if he was willing to risk his life.

At least.

That was how he felt when he was the second to enter the arena.

Long before entering the arena, through horizontal comparison and self-assessment, he had judged that he could at most cause some negligible injuries to Ling Wuyuan…

But what was the point of that?

To help the people behind him gain an advantage?

Wouldn't that make him a free laborer?

Therefore.

Although he had already entered the arena and taken the pills, in reality, he was still hesitating about something.

Hesitating whether he should really go all out and fight Ling Wuyuan…

To this.

He was very hesitant.

Just like a hungry donkey facing a carrot that was too high to reach.

The thing was very tempting.

It also wanted to try.

But it also knew that it couldn't eat it.

Then, it was always a little reluctant to give up the thing…

In short.

It was a rather tangled thought.

The more he thought about it.

The more he felt that he was really unlucky to have drawn the second spot!

If he could push the ranking back about ten places.

After Ling Wuyuan had been repeatedly worn down by the stepping stones, he would have confidence in things…

However, now, he was not the guy picking up the scraps, he was simply a stepping stone.

If he didn't work hard.

He wouldn't get any results.

If he worked hard.

He still wouldn't get any results, and would only become a stepping stone for nothing, all his efforts would benefit the other guys.

However, even though the other party was very entangled.

As the instigator,

Ling Wuyuan didn't need to be entangled at all.

After all.

He only needed to beat up all the guys who came on stage.

The so-called gains and losses.

Were not in his consideration at all.

Of course.

He also had to hit harder.

You must know.

That this matter would last a full three days!

He didn't want to see some old, weak, and disabled people continue to come and cause trouble with crutches after being beaten.

This was not a physical therapy sanatorium here.

Therefore.

Ling Wuyuan decided to beat all his opponents into a half-dead state~

At least to the point where they had to lie down for a month or two~

It can only be said.

Although the guys who were beaten needed to consider many things.

The guy who was hitting people didn't need to worry too much at all.

Just hit them!

The next moment.

While the other party was still silently pondering how he should act.

Ling Wuyuan had already approached.

At the same moment.

The long sword at Ling Wuyuan's waist was also drawn out extremely quickly.

Although he didn't deliberately use any profound techniques.

The so-called 【Sword Drawing Technique】.

Was still used by Ling Wuyuan as if it were an instinct.

No need to use it specifically.

That was completely some kind of behavior similar to a natural reaction.

Directly through the friction and angle, Ling Wuyuan's sword drawing speed immediately reached a level that the conventional 【Nascent Origin Realm】 simply could not match!

The speed was so fast!

Even the newcomer who was stronger than Nangong Mu found it difficult to capture!

The other party only felt a blur in his eyes.

The light golden blade of the long sword in Ling Wuyuan's hand had already approached his body!

In this instant.

The other party, who was still thinking about many bullshit things, finally realized that Ling Wuyuan was not an opponent he could deal with absentmindedly.

At this moment.

If he didn't want to be chopped.

He had to be serious!!

Therefore.

Not daring to hesitate, he decisively wanted to give a counterattack!!

He drew his long saber and tried to block Ling Wuyuan's blade!!

At the same moment.

His mouth also angrily cursed:

“You little brat really don’t give any face!!”

“You just chop when you come up, don’t you even say hello?”

To this.

Ling Wuyuan just replied very calmly:

“No need.”

“At this moment, I have no interest in the weak.”

“I am even more uninterested in the weak who lack the will to fight and waste my time…”

Hearing this.

The other party was immediately furious.

Feeling that he was being looked down upon.

Although he admitted that he probably couldn't win against Ling Wuyuan.

But being looked down upon like this.

He was definitely quite unconvinced.

He immediately shouted loudly:

“Bastard!!”

“Don’t think that you can look down on people so much just because you have extraordinary talent!!”

“I will now let you know that I and others are also geniuses praised by everyone, and must not be underestimated!!”

Those words were so intense.

That many outsiders who were about to enter the arena nodded repeatedly.

Deeply believing that the other party was right.

For a time.

Although they were competitors.

They still recognized the other party to some extent.

Even more, the other contestants who knew that guy immediately shouted loudly:

“Zhang Wentao, you said it well!!!”

“Teach that kid named Ling Wuyuan a lesson!!”

As soon as these words came out.

It immediately stirred up a thousand waves with one stone!!

Many people who were already unhappy with Ling Wuyuan immediately chose to cheer for the guy named Zhang Wentao!!

Regardless of whether the other party was in a completely enclosed secret realm, and could not hear the cheers from the outside world at all.

And.

What needs to be emphasized is that although everyone was cheering for Zhang Wentao, they also didn't want him to cheer too much.

If he really went against the heavens and killed Ling Wuyuan.

Everyone's cheers would immediately turn into angry curses and resentment full of envy and jealousy…

People are very realistic.

Let you cheer a little.

But you also don't cheer too much.

I hope you have some results.

But I hope you don't have too many results.

Looking at all of this.

Wu Yanlian, who was silently standing in a certain corner of the venue, snorted disdainfully, only feeling that the performance of this group of guys was extremely realistic.

Incidentally, she also knew very well that the guys who were waving the flag and shouting for Zhang Wentao were purely overthinking things.

No matter how they cheered for Zhang Wentao from a distance.

It was obvious that it wouldn't have a dime's worth of effect…

Although she had not fought against Ling Wuyuan, she definitely had a far greater understanding of Ling Wuyuan's true strength than that group of guys.