Chapter 395: Sweet Revenge! So Satisfying!

"Hell yeah!!"

At this moment, the happiest people in the crowd were undoubtedly the Dragon Empire's audience.

They had traveled from far and wide, not just to witness the ultimate clash of global talents but also to see their nation's team rise to prominence.

Initially, when they saw all of Ling Zhan's teammates banished and he was left alone, the Dragon Empire's spectators were filled with despair, waiting for defeat.

But unexpectedly, a light appeared at the end of the tunnel.

The jobless non-specialist, who had already made history, single-handedly turned the tide and directly defeated every single member of the Free Federation team!

"Brutal! He's insanely powerful! A one-man army, that's what this jobless non-specialist is!"

"So badass! I'm absolutely in love with this guy!"

"That felt amazing! Ling Zhan, you're an eternal legend!"

"What happened to your barking, Free Federation scum!? Why aren't you still yapping!?"

Many of the Dragon Empire spectators erupted in cheers, and some even threw up some rather offensive gestures toward the Free Federation's stands.

Well…

It was just too satisfying!

For years, the Free Federation, with its strong teams, loved mocking others.

Especially this year, after producing a top talent like Norton, who had inherited the Chaos Demon bloodline.

Even before the Global Beast Tournament had started...

The international online scene was already building momentum.

Saying this year they'd crush the Dragon Empire team again.

But now, both in the individual and team competitions, the Dragon Empire had annihilated the Free Federation like they were nothing but dogs.

The sweet taste of victory—it was impossible not to be excited!

Of course...

Ling Zhan's terrifying combat power and exquisite battle skills had also earned him applause from all the spectators.

Let's not forget...

Even though most of the ordinary viewers couldn't understand all the details.

There were seasoned commentators with battle experience who frequently explained things to the audience.

Out of the two commentators, one was responsible for the lighthearted banter and jokes, while the other analyzed the battle details.

But during the individual competition, the level-90 commentator responsible for battle analysis was completely baffled by Ling Zhan's strange and unpredictable combat style.

It left this so-called 'battle analysis expert' speechless for a while, unsure of what to say.

He had to study up on a lot of beginner class skills and general skills afterward.

Just so he could give a halfway decent explanation of the previous battle for the audience.

"All I can say is, wow! Especially that 100% hit rate sniper technique—that made me, a gunner, stand in awe."

"Yeah! And he always plays with fire—when Norton threw that devastating punch earlier, I almost thought it was going to hit!"

"I need to take blood pressure meds when watching him fight—he's always pushing it to the limit…"

Thinking about it...

That's really how it is.

Unlike other players who preemptively dodge or predict attacks.

This jobless non-specialist always waits until the enemy closes in before dodging.

Even when he fought Norton in the individual competition.

He engaged in close-quarters combat with dual guns, making the audience's hearts race with every move.

And when fighting Princess Saint Luni, he didn't even plan to release the limiter until the very end.

He seemed to do this intentionally.

"Don't forget..."

"This jobless non-specialist is only a freshman! And every other player on the field is a junior from prestigious schools!"

With that comment...

The crowd collectively gasped.

Right...

They almost forgot!

This guy's true identity was just that of a freshman!

He was two years ahead of everyone else in participating in this global tournament!

"All I can say is..."

"Thank goodness the rules only allow each college student to participate in the Global Beast Tournament once."

"Otherwise, the next two years would be dominated by this non-specialist."

Many sighed with relief.

This rule was created to prevent the previous champions from monopolizing the rewards in subsequent tournaments.

Plus, only university students submitted by their respective nation's Ministry of Education could participate in the Global Beast Tournament.

"Damn it!!"

"Norton, you idiot! You lost so miserably!"

If anyone was the most upset...

It was definitely the Free Federation audience.

They were the loudest at the start.

And now, they were the most humiliated.

Many spectators had already started leaving early to avoid the taunts of the other audience members.

Even in the VIP section, Ivy League Alliance Vice Leader Luke Harvey stood up with a grim expression and left the arena.

He couldn't stand watching Zhou Hongfu and Liu Huanran clink glasses in celebration anymore.

...

At that moment.

Inside the secret realm.

The plains, now a wasteland after the arrow barrage, were a scene of devastation.

It looked like a disaster zone after a bombing, with eerie black and red flames still burning across the land.

The referee, who had been hidden for so long, finally appeared.

Looking at the utterly annihilated Free Federation team and their contracted beasts, he couldn't help but sigh.

That non-specialist...

Was merciless.

Ruthless, decisive, and without a shred of pity.

Two Free Federation members had narrowly survived the first wave of arrows by using some kind of secret technique to cling to life.

They'd even had the dumb luck to avoid the second wave of arrows.

Knowing they couldn't win, they knelt and begged Ling Zhan for mercy, willing to surrender.

But what greeted them was the cold steel of a third arrow.

Because Ling Zhan knew they weren't kneeling out of remorse for their actions—they were just begging for mercy because they couldn't beat him.

Begging for forgiveness out of guilt...

And begging for mercy out of fear...

Are two different things.

In reality...

How many criminals who apologize and repent do so because they truly feel guilty?

No.

They only admit fault because they fear death.

"Given that all the Free Federation members have perished, I hereby declare..."

"The Dragon Empire team is the winner of this round of the top sixteen advancing to the quarterfinals!"

As the referee announced the results.

The commentator outside immediately stood up and began clapping, shouting with excitement:

"Let's congratulate the Dragon Empire team on officially advancing to the quarterfinals! One step closer to the double crown!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

"OHHHHHH----!!"

"Victory!!"

The audience jumped to their feet in excitement, roaring with deafening cheers.

Buzz!!

And at that moment.

Li Zhaoge and the others, who had been banished for over ten minutes, finally returned from the chaos realm.

When they arrived at Ling Zhan's side, faces full of tension and wariness as they looked around, they were stunned to find...

The battlefield was already littered with the torn bodies of the Free Federation players.

Along with their beasts and spirit creatures, lying lifeless in pools of blood.