All Races Respond! The Martial Arts Convention is Finally Held Smoothly

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Since he wanted to find his future son-in-law a capable helper, Elrond naturally would not settle for a mere token gesture.

Thus, when he saw that other than a flicker of discomfort crossing Wang Zhen's face, he quickly regained his composure without any further reaction, Elrond became interested in him. To the Elven King's senses, Wang Zhen's body was powerful, yet also very young—not young in the near-immortal way of the Elves, but genuinely young. In other words, he was truly equivalent to a human in his twenties.

Elrond knew perfectly well that human lifespans were negligible compared to the near-immortal Elves. Ordinary humans became frail with age at around a hundred at most, yet a young man in his twenties possessed the will to withstand the lingering pressure of the bloody, murderous aura Elrond had accumulated through thousands of years of war. That was shocking information.

Therefore, Elrond continued releasing his bloody, murderous aura, gradually increasing it bit by bit, as though adding oil to a lamp. Wang Zhen's discomfort grew heavier and heavier, but fortunately, the projection of the ultimate Alchemy divine artifact, the "Gate of Truth," suppressed his sea of consciousness, while Yamata no Orochi's unique nine-headed form could also share the burden. Thus, although he felt uncomfortable, it was no more than slight discomfort. His soul was protected by a cheat, and his sea of consciousness was suppressed by the projection of an ultimate divine artifact. The bloody aura Elrond unleashed was nothing more than a little wind and frost to him!

Wang Zhen was actually quite displeased by Elrond's blatant test without warning, but considering that he could not defeat the Elven King, that this was Rivendell, and that they still carried a