"So strong! Damn, I was defeated by Blue Star's Ye Fan, ranked fifty-sixth on the Trial Heavenly Ranking. Even in defeat, there was honor."
The martial artist who had been sent flying and vomited blood.
At first, he had been depressed to death.
But when he learned that the one who had defeated him was Ye Fan.
He quickly came to terms with it.
After all.
Capsizing in a gutter was both humiliating and frustrating.
But being defeated by a Super Monster on the Trial Heavenly Ranking was nothing shameful.
"Come on, brothers. Let's spread the word about the robberies Blue Star's Ye Fan has been committing."
"Are you stupid? We suffered such a huge loss.
Why should we help others avoid the danger?
I say we should publicize the fact that treasure has appeared here. The bigger the commotion, the better."
"That's right. Look at these huge bumps on our heads.
If we tell people we got robbed, wouldn't we be laughed to death?
We should do as that brother said earlier and spread news that treasure has appeared here.
First, if other martial artists come looking.
And they lose and get robbed by Blue Star's Ye Fan.
Then we won't be the only ones savoring this pain.
Suffering alone, suffering together—which is worse?
Suffering alone, of course!
Second, if Blue Star's Ye Fan loses.
Hehe, we can use someone else's knife to kill him and get our revenge!"
"Holy crap, brother, you're a genius."
Ye Fan injected a strand of blood vitality into the Vajra Crystal.
The light flowing across the Vajra Crystal grew increasingly brilliant.
In an instant, it became countless times brighter than before.
It reached a height of at least thirty-some meters.
And the martial artists who had just been robbed felt a chill