Night Talk X Zhang Lingyu

Dragon Tiger Mountain, Tianxia Association's base.

He sat in the living room, ready for anything, with battle reports spread out before him.

Before long, Feng Zhenghao returned with the two siblings. Feng Xingtong glanced at Wang Changle with some awkwardness, while Feng Shayan lay on a rattan chair.

"Little Ode is here too, that's great! Our Feng Family now has three people in the top 16."

Feng Zhenghao, seemingly oblivious to Feng Shayan's displeasure and Feng Xingtong's embarrassment, smiled.

"Mm, the kid worked hard enough, he didn't disappoint President Feng's expectations."

Wang Changle stood up and bowed slightly, appearing very respectful.

"What's so great about it? The Tianxia Association's reputation is almost ruined. I say, Ode, aren't you quite capable? What's the point of hiding your abilities like this!"

Feng Shayan looked displeased. He could have won gloriously and boosted the Tianxia Association's name.

Now, he won, but it was a pathetic victory, and his reputation was tarnished.

"Ah, sis, are you saying this isn't Ode brother's true strength?"

Feng Xingtong was a little surprised to hear this. His incredible defense and invisibility alone were impressive. If Mr. Ode wanted to win, he could do it more easily?

"Shayan, Xingtong, your Ode brother probably has his own plans. Little Ode, sit down, you don't need to be so formal. If you need anything, just tell Uncle, and Uncle will help you as much as he can!"

Feng Zhenghao looked kind and smiled. He didn't care much about winning or losing the match; it was just child's play. But he wanted to hear the boy's thoughts.

This boy had been hiding his strength since before the match, and no one knew his true abilities yet, not even Shayan. This level of cunning was rare.

"If this nephew can make it into the top three, I hope to use all my contribution points to exchange for some Heavenly Silkworm Silk from Uncle."

Wang Changle slowly straightened his chest, his eyes no longer humble. The sharpness within him was revealed for the first time, and he met Feng Zhenghao's gaze evenly.

Feng Xingtong knew about Heavenly Silkworm Silk. It was silk spun by the Heavenly Silkworm from Mount Tian, cold yet incredibly tough, a high-quality material. Was Ode brother planning to forge an artifact?

Feng Shayan suddenly turned her head upon hearing this. She was sure he wasn't lying. After hiding for so long, was this his plan? Then, why not first place?

"Your current contribution will be considered a deposit! If you can win tomorrow's match, I might consider it."

Feng Zhenghao's expression turned serious. Looking at the young man whose sharp edge was just beginning to show, if he wasn't arrogant, then Feng Zhenghao had truly found a treasure.

He readily agreed and watched Feng Zhenghao leave. As for first place, he didn't dare to hope for it. This competition was specifically organized by Zhang Zhiwei for Zhang Chulan, so first place was already decided.

"Ode brother, we're having a bonfire party in the woods. Do you want to join us?"

As Feng Xingtong was about to leave, he seemed to remember something and turned back to ask.

"I won't be going, Young Master Feng. I still have things to do."

He smiled apologetically and declined Feng Xingtong's invitation. He needed to finish his arrangements as soon as possible in the next two days to prepare for the upcoming changes.

Moreover, tomorrow's opponent was quite tricky, and he needed to consider everything carefully.

Feng Xingtong shrugged upon hearing this and turned to walk out the door.

The next day, Dragon Tiger Mountain, Luotian Grand Ceremony arena.

Feng Shayan VS Jia Zhengliang

Afterimages flickered across the arena. With the boost from two rare white equipment pieces, Feng Shayan's strength increased by at least thirty percent, beating Jia Zhengliang back step by step.

[You have minutely altered the plot, gaining 0.1% World Origin]

Finally, after both unleashed their ultimate moves, Feng Shayan only took two hits and secured the victory.

Glancing at the ranking table, he made a calculation.

"Young Master Feng, you won?"

Just as he was about to go see the Northeast Great Immortal, he saw Feng Xingtong leaning back in his chair with a look of relief and ease.

"Mm, I won."

Feng Xingtong's eyes sparkled with indescribable excitement.

"Who did you win against? That Northeast Deng Youfu?"

Wang Changle remembered that the name on the registration form seemed to be that. He was still within the timeline.

"Mm, Grandpa Liu, he's too strong. I really didn't expect there to be such a strong spirit in this world."

Feng Xingtong felt Liu Kunsheng's power and couldn't help but feel excited.

"Oh, if you have time, you can come watch my match!"

He patted Feng Xingtong and walked towards his own arena. Compared to Feng Xingtong, he himself had a tough battle to fight today.

He slowly walked into the arena and looked at the young man standing in the center. His plain clothes, white hair, detached demeanor, and elegant bearing drew cheers from the girls in the stands.

Facing this junior uncle of Dragon Tiger Mountain, he dared not be careless. As soon as he entered the arena, the Armor of Toughness appeared, and his eyes were fixed on the opponent without blinking.

"Both sides have entered the arena. Zhang Lingyu versus Mal'Furion Ode. The match begins."

As soon as the words fell, he instantly vanished and ran desperately to the side.

Zhang Lingyu's body rippled with golden light, which flashed as he thrust a palm forward.

"BOOM!"

He retreated several steps, his body also covered in a layer of gold, the Armor of Toughness combined with the Golden Bell Shield.

"Oh, the Golden Bell Shield? A nice combination."

Zhang Lingyu shook his hand; it felt a bit stiff. The armor had weakened quite a bit of the force.

He glanced at the faint golden glow emanating from beneath the opponent's helmet. Zhang Lingyu frowned slightly; his previous strike had been ineffective.

The golden light on his body surged, condensing as if it had substance. He attacked swiftly, once again thrusting out a palm.

Facing the Golden Arhat, if this palm strike landed squarely, he would likely be injured.

"War Stomp!"

A flash of blood, his face turned pale. Spectral hooves descended from the void, and shockwaves reverberated in all directions.

"Pang~"

The ground caved in, dust flying everywhere. Zhang Lingyu's golden light flickered as he leaped back.

Seeing his opponent's continuous movements, yet Zhang Lingyu remaining unaffected, his expression couldn't help but darken. This Agility was at least 20.

"Root Entanglement!"

In an instant, five vines swept out from behind Zhang Lingyu. The vines danced like spirits, moving with Zhang Lingyu's shifting body.

However, Zhang Lingyu's golden Qi surged, and his body actually stopped in mid-air, allowing the vines to wrap around him.

[Your Intelligence is 0.5 times that of your opponent. Forced immobilization for 1.2 seconds, Nature Mark has been applied.]

His heart leaped in alarm. This guy had an Agility over 20, Intelligence of 20, and Strength over 12. This was a freaking superhuman!

Zhang Lingyu's Golden Light Spell erupted, but he couldn't break free from the vine entanglement. He raised his hand and summoned a falling lightning strike.

[Your Health has decreased by 27%.]

[You have been hit by a Lightning Method attack. A Stamina Check was performed on you. Check failed. You are paralyzed for 2 seconds.]

Wang Changle rolled on the ground, but still couldn't dodge the falling lightning, suffering from his low Agility.

Instantly, his entire body turned black, his hair standing on end.

Almost simultaneously, a chain of emerald light shot out, instantly piercing into Zhang Lingyu's body.

"Life Force - Life Extraction!"