The dust had settled!
Twenty-five martial artists were lying on the ground in an orderly manner, their faces swollen and bruised.
The leaders of the countries that these twenty-five martial artists belonged to had faces as black as the bottom of a pot. They had wanted to step on Xia Xia, but they had shot themselves in the foot.
Twenty-five martial artists were no match for Wang Teng even though they had teamed up. Moreover, they had lost miserably.
They had truly experienced what it meant to eat one's own medicine!
There had never been a situation where a group of people challenged twenty-five countries at the conference. Hence, this competition was destined to be remembered, and these countries would definitely become a negative example.
The rest of the countries that had not participated in this competition were gloating.
At the same time, they were shocked by Wang Teng's strength. He had defeated twenty-five martial artists by himself. Although these countries were not big countries, it was impossible for ordinary martial artists to achieve such a feat.
One against many, not only must one's Force be abundant, but one's combat techniques must also be powerful. Otherwise, it would all be useless.
Su An, Gerald, and the others knew that they could not achieve such a feat.
They looked at Wang Teng as if they were looking at a monster. This guy was really inhuman!
Perhaps this was what a true prodigy should be like!
And they might be fake.
The prodigies from the various countries could not help but doubt themselves.
In Xia Xia's spectator stand, Zhu Yunshao and the others were also shocked. They had already thought that Wang Teng was very strong, but Wang Teng had once again refreshed their understanding of him.
This guy seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and no one could see his true strength.
Ji Xiuming, Luo Cheng, and the others could not help but feel envious.
This was a global platform, not the Number One Martial Arts Competition that was limited to Xia Xia's region.
After this battle, Wang Teng probably had a good reputation in all the countries in the world.
They were all young people, and no one could say that they did not care about such a great honor.
Ren Qingcang clenched his fists, and a trace of jealousy flashed across his eyes. Wang Teng was almost his nightmare, and he could not calm down no matter how hard he tried.
Tantai Xuan glanced at him and frowned slightly. That gaze made her very uncomfortable. This Ren Qingcang …
She secretly decided to go back and talk to Thunder City's Dojo Master, Lei Zhenting. There was something wrong with his disciple!
If Ren Qingcang caused any trouble, she would not be polite, and the military would not be polite either.
Wang Teng was one of the three Great Marshals and even the leader of the martial arts world. Even a general-level powerhouse would not have an easy time against him, let alone a genius like Ren Qingcang.
Wang Teng's existence was already incomparable to an ordinary general level martial artist.
…
"For this round, Wang Teng, Xia Xia wins!" The Temple Priest finally announced the result.
He paused for a moment, looked around, and said, "Are there any other genius martial artists from other countries who want to challenge Wang Teng?"
Everyone couldn't help but fall into silence when they heard this.
Those who could fight had already fallen. What was there to fight for?
Everyone looked at the Temple Priest with some resentment. They felt that this old man had ulterior motives. He was very evil!
The Temple Priest seemed a little regretful. He stood up, looked at the setting sun, and said with emotion, "Thank you, everyone, for allowing me to witness such an exciting exchange!
"The martial artists from each country are very outstanding. Gerald from the Great Eagle Nation, Su An from the Bald Eagle Nation, Agulo from the Inca Nation, Valeria from the Ursa Nation, Kanatsuki from the Nihon Nation, and so on. Of course, the performance of Xia Xia's martial artists this time was even more surprising.
"Especially you, Your Excellency Wang Teng!"
At this point, the Temple Priest actually placed his hand on his chest and performed a martial artist's salute to Wang Teng to show his respect.
The martial artists from each country were shocked. The Temple Priest's status was extraordinary, and he was a mid-level general-level powerhouse. He … Why did he have to do this?
Only the Temple Priest knew that Wang Teng's strength was close to that of a mid-level general-level martial artist. This young man was too mysterious. Even the Temple Priest couldn't see through him.
Showing respect to the strong was a necessary etiquette.
Moreover, Wang Teng was still so young. Youth meant unlimited potential. The Temple Priest had a hunch that it wouldn't be long before Wang Teng surpassed him.
Therefore, it wasn't strange to show some respect to such a prodigy with great potential.
If he could gain the other party's favor, it would naturally be better.
The Sacred Mountain was a neutral organization and wouldn't participate in the battles between these big countries. However, they wouldn't object to leaving some ties with some prodigies.
They would even recruit some prodigies from other countries. Otherwise, how could the Sacred Mountain have so many powerhouses?
When Wang Teng heard the Temple Priest's praise, he just smiled indifferently and didn't take it to heart.
In his opinion, the people from the Sacred Mountain were just opportunists. Although he didn't have any ill feelings toward such people, he didn't have any good feelings either.
The Temple Priest did not say anything more. He turned around and said, "This exchange meeting ends here. My duty is over …"
"Everyone, we'll meet again if fate wills it!"
With that, he turned around and stepped onto the path to the top of the Sacred Mountain without any delay. He gradually disappeared into the ancient building shrouded in mist behind him.
Everyone came back to their senses. Their expressions were a little complicated and disappointed.
The exchange between the countries all over the world had ended just like that?
Many prodigies had appeared in this exchange. Some of the smaller countries' martial artists had been suppressed a little, so much so that they had completely overshadowed their limelight.
Some of the smaller countries glanced at Xia Xia, Bald Eagle, and the other large countries' martial artists. Their eyes were filled with envy and helplessness.
Compared to the large countries, they were undoubtedly not outstanding. The so-called prodigies could only be bystanders in front of the large countries' prodigies.
It really made people sigh.
However, since the competition was over, the crowd didn't stay any longer and prepared to go down the mountain.
The twenty-five martial artists lying dead in the arena were taken away by their countries' people one after another. In the end, only attribute bubbles were left floating in the air.
Wang Teng's Psychic Power swept over and picked up all the attribute bubbles around him.
[Fire Force * 360]
[Fire Sword Intent * 250]
[Earth-type Force * 420]
[Metal-type Force * 387]
[Metal-type Sword Intent * 340]
[Wood-type Force * 650]
[Water-type Force * 540]
…
[Spiritual Level Spirit * 110]
[Spiritual Level Spirit * 135]
…
[Spiritual Level Comprehension * 102]
[Spiritual Level Comprehension * 95]
…
Wang Teng's eyes flashed. He thought to himself that the harvest was indeed good. His hard work hadn't been in vain.
One had to know that harvesting twenty-five genius martial artists was very tiring.
Harvesting wool was a physical labor. Whoever harvested wool would know.
Although the harvest was gratifying, Wang Teng wasn't in a hurry to take inventory. Instead, he walked over to Tantai Xuan and the others to meet up with them.
Zhu Yunshao and the others welcomed him with strange gazes. It was as if they couldn't wait to strip him naked and see what he was made of.
"Why are you all looking at me like that? It's so creepy!" Wang Teng's scalp tingled. He hurriedly took a step back.
These people were so evil!
Everyone: "…"
Wang Teng's words instantly gave them a sense of familiarity … Fortunately, it was that familiar feeling. It seemed that the Wang Teng in front of them wasn't a monster in human skin.
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