Nan Nuo froze at the grey-robed elder's bizarre demand.
Then she flew into a rage.
She shook the wineglass in her hand, unleashing a powerful devouring force to swallow the elder.
But for some unknown reason,
her body inexplicably turned, striking an utterly seductive pose. One hand swayed with the wineglass, while the other clasped the elder's withered, yellowed hand.
She actually began dancing gracefully with him.
Guan Shanyue and the other two were all dumbfounded, unable to tell whether Nan Nuo was dancing of her own accord for some purpose or had fallen under the elder's ability.
During this brief delay,
Wang Dabao had already reached the edge of the Dueling Arena.
By then, he had suppressed his anger again. Planting his feet, he stopped outside the arena rather than actually charging in to duel Chen Lin, and instead beckoned to retrieve his talent origin.
Then he froze.
Chen Lin held both hands level in front of him, a meat ball pinched in each, watching him with a half-smile.
"Come on, pick one?"
Chen Lin rotated the two meat balls, looking thoroughly mocking.
He had failed to trigger Another Bowl this time, but he had found a way to deal with his opponent: take out both meat balls and see whether the man dared to take either back and use it.
And if the man was too suspicious to use either, he would lose his Innate Divine Ability, and his combat strength would surely plummet.
Sure enough,
Wang Dabao's face filled with suspicion and uncertainty. His outstretched hand froze in midair, and he dared not retrieve anything.
He concentrated on sensing them.
But to his astonishment, both meat balls were his origin essence. Their auras were completely identical, with no difference in size or shape either.
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