Qiangu Zhangting: Am I Not a Genius?

"Looks like it."

"I won this spar between us."

Jiang Yan waved his hand, calmly retracting his dragon claws and dismissing his Martial Soul Possession, his tone indifferent.

His gaze swept over Qiangu Zhangting's shattered Battle Armor. He said nothing. Battle Armor that could not even withstand ten percent of his strength...

Generally speaking, Battle Armor would be covered in Soul Power energy, which was the most basic life-saving measure. The armor itself came second. Yet now, the Battle Armor had shattered like this. That could only mean—

This Qiangu Zhangting was just pathetic!

"..."

Qiangu Zhangting said nothing. The pressure of Dominating the World from earlier still made it hard for him to breathe whenever he recalled it.

But who was supposed to be the stronger senior here?!

You were just a junior talent, damn it!

"Young Master Jiang Yan, a bet is a bet!"

"Yes..."

"I lost!"

Though dejected, Qiangu Zhangting was not the sort to refuse to admit defeat. He took a deep breath, looked at the person before him, and spoke solemnly.

A loss was a loss!

He would not lack the courage to concede.

"Mm."

Jiang Yan glanced at him, said nothing, and turned to walk off the stage.

"Just like Sister Na'er said..."

"Brother Xiao Yan really crushed him on an entirely different level!"

Jiang Qiyue could not help but stare blankly. That was a Soul King. She did not even know when she herself would break through to Soul King, yet such an existence had already been defeated by Brother Xiao Yan in three moves.

No—

Those three moves were merely the time Jiang Yan had given Qiangu Zhangting!

The true finishing move had been only one move. Strictly speaking, it had not even counted as a move. After all, Jiang Yan had