1779 Torturing The Snake! Shame Of The Solar Dragon Race! (1)
In the end, Zhulongshan reluctantly paid w.a.n.g Teng 30,000 points. He had already issued the challenge announcement on the internal web. In order to get that body, he had to swallow his pride and anger for the moment.
But, where did he get so many points from?
w.a.n.g Teng earned over 30,000 points because he got on the Star Rankings and broke two records in succession.
But, Zhulong Shan was also able to produce 30,000 points. This was surprising.
w.a.n.g Teng felt that he might have sold himself short after receiving the 30,000 points. He should have demanded more.
Zhulong Shan seemed like a good victim!
Yue Qiqiao and the others sympathized with Zhulong Shan. w.a.n.g Teng’s tactics were unfolding one after another, and it was beyond anyone’s imagination. Anyone who met him was unlucky.
“I’ve given you the points. Can we head to the Freshmen Leaderboard now?” Zhulong Shan suppressed his anger and said coldly.
When he reached the Freshmen Leaderboard, he must trample this b.a.s.t.a.r.d under his feet.
There was a limit to one’s patience, and he had reached his!
This fellow extorted 30,000 points from him. What an evil fellow.
“No problem. Since you’re so sincere, let’s go now.” w.a.n.g Teng nodded and smiled.
The group of them headed straight to the Freshmen Leaderboard.
At the same time, the people in the academy got excited when they saw the announcement made by Zhulong Shan. They quickly gathered around the Freshmen Leaderboard.
“Oh my G.o.d, they’re finally starting. I’ve been waiting forever!”
“But why is Zhulong Shan challenging w.a.n.g Teng? Wasn’t he the one who kept demanding that w.a.n.g Teng challenge him?”
“Haha, w.a.n.g Teng is ruthless. He’s selling a body of the Solar Dragon Race. Zhulong Shan must be furious!”
“Zhulong Shan has such a difficult life. He pestered w.a.n.g Teng for so long but it turns out he’s the clown.”
“This is embarra.s.sing. He can only salvage his reputation by defeating w.a.n.g Teng.”
“w.a.n.g Teng is quite crafty. He knows how to deal with Zhulong Shan. He didn’t respond initially and struck Zhulong Shan’s weak point instantly after that. I refused to believe he didn’t plan it from the start.”
“Oh my G.o.d, now that you mention it, it really seems that way. It feels like he had everything planned from the beginning.”
“It looks like it’s better not to provoke w.a.n.g Teng in the future. He’s a cunning individual.”
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There was a huge commotion on the internal web. Some people had already rushed to the Freshmen Leaderboard.
The battles within the Freshmen Leaderboard could be seen.
One just needed to enter the Freshmen Leaderboard!
w.a.n.g Teng and Zhulong Shan’s s.p.a.cecraft landed on the empty ground near the Freshmen Leaderboard. They alighted.
There were already many people gathered around. Upon seeing the two of them, their attention immediately s.h.i.+fted over.
Zhulong Shan’s expression turned gloomy.
He felt that these people were all here to watch him lose.
Hence, he didn’t want to linger a moment longer. He glanced at w.a.n.g Teng and took the lead, charging towards the Freshmen Leaderboard stone plate.
Ripples appeared on the Freshmen Leaderboard and Zhulong Shan disappeared from everyone’s vision.
“I’m going in too. Wait for me.” w.a.n.g Teng smiled at Yue Qiqiao and the others.
“Be careful. The Solar Dragon Race’s talent is very strong,” Yue Qiqiao reminded him sternly. She seemed even more nervous than w.a.n.g Teng.
“Don’t worry.” w.a.n.g Teng nodded and strode towards the Freshmen Leaderboard.
His speed wasn’t fast, but in the blink of an eye, he had arrived before the Freshmen Leaderboard stone plate. He entered without any hesitation.
w.a.n.g Teng felt a sudden blur. The scene in front of him changed entirely.
It was a vast expanse of whiteness, devoid of anything, giving off a sense of emptiness.
He glanced at his body and found it a little strange.
This was his spiritual projection, not his true physical form.
When he entered the Freshmen Leaderboard, his physical body had been stored in a separate s.p.a.ce.
w.a.n.g Teng found it strange and interesting. He didn’t antic.i.p.ate this magical process. He wasn’t even sure when he was projected here. He felt that the instant he stepped into the Freshmen Leaderboard, he got projected here.
“You’re too slow!” Zhulong Shan stood in front and said coldly.
“Why are you in such a hurry? Are you prepared to lose?” w.a.n.g Teng looked ahead and asked calmly.
“Hmph, you’re the only one who will lose.” Zhulong Shan snorted. “Choose the battle scene.”
“You can do it. I’m fine with anything,” w.a.n.g Teng replied nonchalantly.
Zhulong Shan was infuriated by w.a.n.g Teng’s demeanor. Without further ado, he changed the scene around him with a single thought.
The once endless expanse of white had instantly turned into an expansive desert. Fierce winds swept and sand filled the air.
High above, a ma.s.sive scorching sun hung in the sky, radiating blinding light and intense heat.
Quite fitting for the Solar Dragon Race’s style! w.a.n.g Teng observed his surroundings and a faint smile tugged at his lips.
He was probably the outsider who understood the Solar Dragon Race the most.
No, that wasn’t right. He didn’t know the legacies of the Solar Dragon Race.
In addition to innate talents, legacies were one of the most complicated matters. Legacies with a long history would undoubtedly possess formidable inheritances.
At the same time, many people outside were also rus.h.i.+ng into the Freshmen Leaderboard. They were in another s.p.a.ce where they were able to observe the scene and situation in w.a.n.g Teng and Zhulong Shan’s s.p.a.ce.
“This is a desert scene.”
“The scene here is a simulation of the real world. Its effect on the spiritual body is no different from reality. Thus, they have a significant impact on the battles of martial warriors.”