Wang Teng and Stretche's battle ended in a jaw-dropping manner.
In the end, Stretche was killed!
It was utterly tragic!
Everyone sighed in amazement. Another warrior from the Parax Family had died. This Genius Competition seemed to have become the Parax Family's nightmare!
The Raging Flame World Lord's face was dark with rage. The anger in his heart had been suppressed to its limit.
Yet this time, he did not roar again. He seemed to know that it was useless and would only make him a laughingstock.
He said nothing, merely staring fixedly at Wang Teng on the light screen as if he wanted to devour him alive.
Walter Gu and Sinclairmon beside him did not dare say a word, afraid of provoking the Raging Flame World Lord.
They were equally furious, and their wariness of Wang Teng grew deeper and deeper.
On the Virtual Universe Exchange Platform, many people were discussing exactly what battle technique Wang Teng had used just now. How could it be so powerful?
Relying solely on physical strength, he had completely suppressed the half-dragonized Stretche. Wang Teng's body had undoubtedly reached an outrageously terrifying level.
Inside the Military Department's giant fortress, General Fu Xinglan and the other two watched the profound mark between Wang Teng's brows through the light screen, surprise flashing in all their eyes.
"Is that Ancient Race Text?" General Habakak said uncertainly.
"It looks very similar. It may indeed be writing from some Ancient Race." General Fu Xinglan pondered for a moment before speaking.
"It seems Wang Teng obtained the inheritance of some ancient race's body-tempering battle technique," General Habakak speculated.
"To obtain the inheritance of an ancient race, Wang Teng's luck..." General Fu Xinglan shook his head with deep emotion.
No one understood better than them just how rare these "Ancient