"Face my heavenly win—"
*PHA!*
Yet another resounding slap echoed, and everyone saw Unio Milen collapsed on the floor with his face plastered on it and his jaw dislocated just like the previous guy.
The poor guy didn't even get to finish shouting out his favorite move to not only intimidate Godnim but also show off his ethereal arts to the crowd.
But how could he know that Godnim's hand would move so fast despite keeping an eye on his ethereal energy circulation?
What the hell is this….?
This was the question that echoed in everyone's minds since this was just too much to take. Unio was also not a nobody but a 21-year-old cultivator from a well-off noble family, and his cultivation was at the second level of the Sky Ethereal Realm.
He was even ranked 5th in the Soaring Sky List and was not someone to be taken lightly by the current young generation.
Unio was still lying on the floor, his bulged eyes twitching in denial. Even now, in his shocked state, Unio was absolutely sure that Godnim never circulated an ounce of ethereal energy through his body.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})So how the fuck did he get one slapped to the floor by someone with weaker cultivation than him?
"I am getting a bit bored here. Why don't three or four of you come at me at once? I don't want to be rude and waste the precious time of our respected guests that are assembled here. I am sure everyone agrees, no?" Damien asked with a subtle smile as he looked around, making the noble people look at each other with baffled looks while the geniuses had their expressions twisted in anger.
After all, this was just blatant humiliation, and this nobody was clearly looking down on all of them.
'Sigh, these idiots have no idea...' Damien inwardly sighed in amusement.
Immediately, four geniuses jumped towards the arena and didn't even wait to introduce themselves as they simply rushed towards Godnim to strike him down before he wagged his tongue again.
These four were actually from the Milen and the Un families who could no longer endure the fact that their brothers got absolutely destroyed before everyone else, and even their families lost face as a whole, especially since their family members lost against someone without any background.
But…
*PHA!*
*PHA!*
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*PHA!*
A sound similar to consecutive bombs going off echoed in the hall as all four geniuses ended up in the same way as Unio and Merlyn, having their stars knocked out of their heads.
Even the audience had their jaw slacked since the first time they could at least consider it as a mistake on Merlyn's part for being overconfident and not paying attention to Godnim, and the second time they thought that Unio was confident of his superior cultivation.
But now, all of them couldn't understand how a casual slap from Godnim that carried absolutely no traces of ethereal energy could make four geniuses with higher cultivation than him get smacked down on the floor like a fly.
This was beyond their comprehension, and the only way this could be possible was that Godnim's body must be at a higher level than Unio's and these four geniuses.
But it was a given that those with higher cultivation would naturally have stronger bodies. And even if they considered the unlikely chance of Godnim cultivation some kind of ethereal arts that granted him superior strength, it would never give him such a huge advantage, especially considering the powerful force behind the slap.
They were also unable to make sure if his true cultivation was indeed at the first level of the Sky Ethereal Realm since he was not even releasing the slightest ethereal aura.
But they were sure that he was a young man and not some old expert hiding in a young man's skin since the barrier surrounding the arena had the function of sensing the age of the participants.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})This time even the four rulers couldn't help but pay more attention to Godnim, despite his cultivation not being excellent or anything.
Ruthren narrowed his eyes as he tried to deduce Godnim's cultivation, only to have his brows raise upon sensing that he was at the Fourth Level of the Sky Ethereal Realm.
This made him inwardly nod, realizing why he was able to smack down these two like flies, even though it wasn't a normal thing.
Still, he was surprised by how powerful this young man was despite being so young, even younger than his son. This only made him look at the Gale Emperor with narrowed eyes, wondering if he was secretly nurturing this young man for whatever reasons and now brought him out to bag the Krisen Princess for Tristen or for himself.
He felt that he had to reevaluate the Gale Emperor's true capabilities and take necessary actions. In fact, he had already decided to subtly finish off Godnim unless he was willing to switch sides.
But contrary to what Ruthren was thinking, the Gale Emperor was equally or even more surprised since he never knew such a monstrous genius was living in his empire and was even friends with Tristen.
If he had known about this, he would have made Tristen force him to join his imperial ranks or something and turn him into one of his loyal aides through marriage.
Still, he was still hopeful as nothing was too late, and Tristen was still the best friend of this guy. He now wanted Godnim to win so that he could take Yuria from his hands and then bring down the Krisen Kingdom.
Even if there was the off chance that Godnim would refuse, how the hell can he resist the emperor himself? He had no family or anybody to even rely on, and so the Gale Emperor was all smiles, making Ruthren even more sure of his theory.
The Lancaster Emperor felt worried since he had already given some hope to his son, Maximus, but it seemed as if this youngster named Godnim was a hidden talent that the continent hadn't seen for centuries.
Still, he sighed when he saw who the next challenger was…
"I, Maximus Lancaster from the Lancaster Empire, consider it my pleasure to challenge someone as talented as you," Maximus said in a refined tone as he elegantly entered the arena, his body emanating a strong battle spirit.
