"Heavens! Death God Bolan has been surpassed!"
"No way, is this real? Are my eyes playing tricks on me?"
"This is absolutely insane!"
"He's a complete monster!"
The peerless geniuses in the Central Plaza all wore stunned expressions, hardly able to believe it.
Even Death God Bolan could not help clenching his fists at that moment. For once, his composure cracked.
"Ling... Feng!"
Staring fixedly at the live broadcast on the screen, Bolan clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes. Defiant fighting spirit blazed within him. "In the finals, I won't lose to you again!"
That was Death God Bolan's pride.
He would not allow another genius at his level to outshine him. He would be number one!
"Thirteen, your Ganwu Universe Country really has produced an incredible genius this time!"
"Indeed. Judging by Ling Feng's current strength, he's fully capable of competing with Bolan for first place."
"Ice, fire, darkness, devouring... this little fellow has hidden his cards so deeply. Just how many Laws has he comprehended? I really can't see through him anymore."
"He's spreading himself too thin. That's not a good thing."
"You're worrying too much. The fact that he can advance on all fronts shows just how extraordinary his talent is."
For a time, the immortals in the Central Plaza all discussed Ling Feng. Beside them, Thirteen's initial astonishment gave way to a broad smile.
"How many floors do you think Ling Feng can clear?"
"He clearly wasn't at his limit when he dealt with those Blood-Haired Mammoths just now. He should be able to clear the second floor too, but the third? I'm not so sure."
"I don't think Ling Feng can clear the second floor. Bolan breezed through the final floor of the Sixth Tower too, but he still fell on the first