Time passed in this tense atmosphere, and the earthy-yellow pillar of light gradually dissipated, revealing the situation within.
Wan Dong stood on the ground, covered in injuries, constantly coughing up blood, looking extremely miserable.
"How is that possible!"
The members of Wan Dong's team were all in disbelief, unable to accept this outcome.
Their leader was defeated.
And it was a rather brutal defeat.
A cosmos-stage martial warrior was able to defeat their leader. Everyone was appalled and fell silent.
Feng Mo stood among the crowd, his mind greatly shaken.
Initially, he had thought that joining the team of senior students and going on a mission was a step ahead of others, which made him somewhat self-satisfied.
However, now it seemed that someone had gone even further.
Moreover, the other side didn't need anyone's help. He could thrive on his own strength.
Previously, on the spaceship leaving the Stellar Academies, they had even worried that Wang Teng might want to join their team and hold them back.
Wan Dong had been eager to leave and had rushed Feng Mo along, fearing that Wang Teng might cling to them.
Thinking about it now, it was rather funny.
Did Wang Teng need to join their team?
Not at all!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Even Wan Dong, a senior student, was not his match. If Wang Teng had joined their team, they might be the ones holding him back.
The current situation indicated one thing. Wan Dong had been incredibly short-sighted, unable to see Wang Teng's true abilities.
On the other hand, those senior students from the Snow Child Team had recognized Wang Teng's potential from the beginning and had been trying to recruit him. They were the ones with true foresight.
"Sigh!"
Feng Mo sighed softly to himself. He had witnessed an insurmountable gap between himself and Wang Teng.
Where Wan Dong stood, there was now a deep crater. He glared at Wang Teng with bitter resentment, unable to accept the fact that he had been defeated by him.
Swoosh!
A figure flashed, and Wang Teng appeared in front of Wan Dong. With a single palm, he pressed Wan Dong down to the ground, causing him to cough up blood.
"I don't like your attitude," Wang Teng said as he placed his foot on Wan Dong's back, his tone indifferent.
"Wang Teng!" Wan Dong had never endured such humiliation, and he almost spat out Wang Teng's name through gritted teeth, shouting in anger.
"Submit, or die?" Wang Teng produced a long sword and lightly located it against Wan Dong's neck, his voice emotionless.
Wan Dong felt the icy sensation on his neck, and it sent a chill down his spine. He felt paralyzed, and the anger that had consumed him just moments ago had dissipated as a deflating balloon.
"Wang Teng, we are from the Heaven Crane Hall. Have you considered the consequences of offending us?" Wan Dong swallowed hard and tried to make a final stand.
"Heaven Crane Hall? I've never even heard of it. I am the president of the Constellation Society, and you should consider the consequences of offending me. The Constellation Society has one hundred thousand talented martial warriors, and with a single order from me, I can crush your Heaven Crane Hall. Do you believe that?" Wang Teng replied casually.
Wan Dong was left speechless and the words he prepared were stuck in his throat.
A hundred thousand talented martial warriors?
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Wasn't the Constellation Society newly formed?
Even ten thousand martial warriors would be a problem for them.
Also, these martial warriors were mainly new students. What strength would they have?
Was he joking when he saw he could crush their Heaven Crane Hall?
"Wang Teng, my Heaven Crane Hall…"
Wang Teng kept his foot firmly on Wan Dong's head, burying his face in the dirt as a dog. "I don't want to hear your nonsense. I'll ask you one more time. Submit, or die?"
Wan Dong desperately struggled, his hands pressing against the ground, trying to lift himself.
However, under Wang Teng's foot, he couldn't resist, and he couldn't even raise his head.
Members of Wan Dong's team watched in shock, their faces twitching uncontrollably.
Their leader was in a pitiable state.
This Wang Teng seemed as a devil.
He was treating a heaven-stage martial warrior like this, stepping him in the face. Has he no consideration for others' feelings?
A gentleman may kill, but he cannot humiliate!
Release that foot!
"Wang Teng, don't push your luck too far. Release our leader," Another heaven-stage warrior with a cold voice said.
"Are you talking to me?" Wang Teng lifted his head, looking at the warrior who materialized to be from the dog race. He asked calmly.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})Under Wang Teng's gaze, the martial warrior involuntarily took a step back. But he quickly realized and felt a bit uneasy. He was intimidated by a cosmos-stage martial warrior.
"You!"
"If you say one more word, I'll kill your leader, and you'll be the one to blame for your leader's death," Wang Teng threatened.
The dog race martial warriors: ???
Gosh, you're really pushing it!
"Wang Teng, our Heaven Crane Hall is not something your Constellation Society can compare to…" Another heaven-stage warrior with golden hair and a defiant face, couldn't help himself and shouted.
Splat!
But at this moment, Wang Teng didn't give anyone a opportunity to react. He thrust a sword into Wan Dong's body, provoking blood to spurt out.
At the same time, he lifted his foot.
"Ah!" Wan Dong's head jerked up, and he let out a miserable scream.
The golden-haired martial warrior: …
Everyone: …
Everyone looked at the golden-haired heaven-stage martial artist with perplexed expressions, as if they wanted to know if he had any ambitions to take over their leader's position.
The golden-haired martial warrior: ???
"Continue." Wang Teng waved the long sword in his hand around Wan Dong's body.
"Cob, are you trying to kill me?" Wan Dong, terrified, didn't doubt for a moment that Wang Teng would kill him at this point. He gritted his teeth to endure the pain and shouted.
The golden-haired martial warrior: …
The dog race martial warriors: →_→
