Chapter 412: Dare to Kidnap Him?
Wow!!
At this moment.
The audience erupted into noise once again.
"Damn! This is thrilling!"
"Yeah! I thought he wasn't going to dodge and was going to take the charge from those three big guys head-on!"
"Twenty centimeters! If it weren't for the slow-motion replay, I wouldn't have realized he leaped into the air!"
"What the heck! Even without using any skills, this non-specialist easily toyed with those three guys!"
"It just shows how strong his psychological game is! And he's used to countering moves on reaction!"
"..."
Although the slow-motion replay significantly reduced the speed.
They could still only see a very blurry image of Ling Zhan at the moment he leaped into the air.
This shows that even these high-tech nano-cameras, designed to capture fast-moving objects...
Couldn't clearly capture Ling Zhan's figure.
"Preliminary estimates suggest... this guy's speed at takeoff might have exceeded the speed of sound..."
"Does it even need an estimate? Of course, it did!"
"Damn! A non-specialist, with just a push off the ground, broke the sound barrier! Unbelievable!"
The audience shook their heads with wry smiles.
Meanwhile, in the top-tier VIP box.
"Hmph! It's just a little jump, and look at how these fools are freaking out!"
"They've never seen anything like this!"
At that moment, a minister from the Holy Light Empire couldn't help but complain.
Because once again, their Holy Light Empire team had fallen behind in the match!
Damn it!
Why does our Holy Light Empire keep losing ground every time?
"That's not exactly right..."
"If it were a skill, reaching supersonic speed with a teleport would be understandable."
"But the issue here is that this non-specialist didn't use any skills—it's purely his own physical prowess!"
"I dare say, among his peers, no one can surpass this non-specialist in physical strength!"
The shaman said with a faint smile.
This shaman had always maintained a neutral stance toward the non-specialist, neither optimistic nor pessimistic.
But after watching from the individual matches all the way to the 'finals'...
The shaman had come to fully admire Ling Zhan.
In fact, it wasn't just this shaman.
Many other top-tier powerhouses around him also greatly appreciated the non-specialist.
Some even secretly approached Zhou Hongfu, asking if Ling Zhan could teach at their schools for a while and be given an honorary alumni title.
Take note...
They wanted Ling Zhan to teach classes, not attend them.
Especially practical combat classes.
In terms of battle techniques, even these level-100 powerhouses felt that this young man was no worse than they were.
Even Prince Rowe of the Zijing Empire, a level-100 Martial God, thought the same.
They could hardly imagine...
How a young man, about to turn nineteen, possessed such terrifying combat skills!
Whether it was his movement, his skill combinations...
Or his psychological mastery in close combat.
It was already at the pinnacle of excellence.
As if he were a seasoned elite warrior who had been tempered on the battlefield for countless years.
How could this not earn admiration?
To be honest...
Even most of the nobles and ministers of the Holy Light Empire had developed a fondness for this non-specialist.
They weren't fools.
The disdain they showed toward the non-specialist was only because their team was in opposition in this match.
After all, they couldn't just stand up and applaud the non-specialist while their own team was struggling, right?
The spectators of the Holy Light Empire would have been furious!
But of course...
Once the match's rivalry was over, the Holy Light Empire might just try to win this non-specialist over.
Just like how those old guys wanted Ling Zhan to become an honorary alumnus.
It was all about trying to get close to him once he rose to prominence.
"Witch, what should we do?"
Prince Saint Louis had long lost his previous composure.
He hurriedly used telepathy to ask Cathy, the Corrupt Witch, who was still watching the match with a smile.
"The match isn't lost yet, is it?"
Cathy toned down her smile and responded lightly.
"But..."
Prince Saint Louis wanted to say more.
However, Cathy interrupted him: "Let me ask you, would the Holy Light Empire dare cooperate with me to kidnap this non-specialist?"
Prince Saint Louis was puzzled: "Uh... why would you kidnap him?"
"Why else? Of course, I want to claim this treasure for myself and take him on a little trip."
Prince Saint Louis's face darkened: "If you kidnap him, wouldn't the Holy Light Empire have to bear the wrath of the Dragon Nation?"
Cathy smiled again: "Exactly! Don't worry! Isn't the Holy Light Empire known as the world's number one nation? What's wrong with kidnapping a non-specialist?"
Prince Saint Louis wiped his sweat: "Uh... cough cough, maybe not."
Are you kidding me?
Do you really think the Dragon Nation is the same as it used to be?
Let's not even talk about that.
Grandmaster Zhao Gongming, Immortal Lord Jiang Cuo, Azure Dragon Meng Zhang...
Any one of them is no weaker than you, Corrupt Witch.
The Holy Light Empire would have to be crazy to take the fall for you!
"See? You asked me for advice, and I gave you a suggestion, but you're too scared to act on it."
Cathy 'tsk'ed, rolled her eyes flirtatiously, and continued smiling as she watched the match.
With a sly, almost creepy look on her face, she stared at the slender figure on the screen, muttering something to herself, plotting who knows what.
......
At this moment.
Inside the secret dungeon.
Ling Zhan had no idea what was happening outside during this brief half-minute.
He watched as the three Holy Spirit Barriers, thrown into disarray by their collision, entered a stunned state.
Without any expression, Ling Zhan approached them and placed his snow-white longsword on their necks.
"Princesses, are you sure you won't come save your subordinates?"
Ling Zhan coldly glanced at the two sisters.
At this moment.
The sisters were both wearing grim expressions. Despite Ling Zhan's taunt, they showed no intention of moving.
Clearly, they had no desire to save these so-called teammates.
Besides...
At this distance, by the time they rushed over, the non-specialist's sword would have already sliced through the throats of the three Holy Spirit Barriers!
"Alright, it's time for the final showdown..."
Swish!!
With those words.
Ling Zhan swiftly and cleanly slit the throats of the three Holy Spirit Barriers.
Tap!
He then turned around, facing the two sisters with murderous intent.
He extended his slender hand toward them and curled his fingers slightly.
"Let's begin!"