Emotional Tug-of-War, the Opportunity for Lust Overload!

As a Legendary Grade medal, the Rule Grinder Medal had an exceptionally powerful effect. This kind of restraint, unrelated to strength and forcibly imposed by rules, was quickly undone.

He floated upward and patted Jiang Yuan on the shoulder, speaking teasingly.

But just after patting him, he began to feel that something was off. He shook his hand, looking as though he had been dirtied.

Yet hearing the voice beside his ear, Jiang Yuan only felt as if a breeze had blown past him. He had no capacity for careful thought.

The excessive pressure at the limit had already caused his mind to instinctively begin protecting itself, turning the sounds by his ear into nothing but background noise.

He merely stared blankly ahead, at the person who was gradually floating upward after being eliminated for shooting him.

Inside a pink bubble, that Apostle flailed about as though someone had stepped on his tail, staring at Jiang Yuan and saying something incomprehensible.

He looked utterly distraught.

"He seems to be praising you. Want to go talk it over with him?"

Lust had no intention of acting at all. It was as though he had completely forgotten that he possessed the world's greatest strength, doing nothing but talking into Jiang Yuan's ear.

The mental pollution was maxed out.

The people in the city and streets below were no less on the verge of collapse.

They had already gradually reached a consensus that they should first find a way to deal with this ostentatious strongest player—there was no helping it, in a sense, Sin had forced them into it!

As the fifth strongest in the world, wasn't Jiang Yuan naturally supposed to want to compete with the first?

They were all top players, and even in an environment where brute force was supposedly