Anyone could sense that the power contained within that Dragon Pearl was countless times more terrifying than the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon from before.
Long Banruo's first strike had merely been a tentative test; he had not used his full strength.
"Wen Bu Jun is being far too arrogant. It's probably too late for regrets now."
"Long Banruo has a chance!"
"The power inside that Dragon Pearl is a little frightening. It seems no weaker than Pan Xiaoning's already. Wen Bu Jun underestimated his opponent too much—he might just capsize in a gutter."
As everyone discussed animatedly, Long Banruo, his expression resolute, unleashed his strongest strike. The Dragon Pearl hurtled toward Wen Bu Jun with world-destroying power.
The Dragon Pearl caused violent spatial tremors merely by passing through space, making even the Competition Arena's protective barrier shudder and hum.
"What terrifying power!" Lin Shen could not help praising aloud. He knew he could not unleash such power himself—not even close.
Everyone awaited the outcome of that strike. Just as the Dragon Pearl tore through space and reached Wen Bu Jun, Wen Bu Jun merely extended one finger and tapped it.
It was not a Pressure-Point Strike kind of tap, but rather like operating a touchscreen—his index finger lightly tapped the Dragon Pearl once.
The next second, something happened that astonished Lin Shen.
After Wen Bu Jun tapped it once, that Dragon Pearl carrying incomparably terrifying power transformed before everyone's eyes from a three-dimensional sphere into a flat character.
A glowing dragon character, as though written upon a sheet of white paper in the void, was casually lifted by Wen Bu Jun and held in his hand.
As though it were not an attack terrifying beyond measure, but merely a piece of calligraphy.
"This man... is really rather strong..." Lin Shen was