Chapter 346: Chapter 340: Face-slapping
"The lowest of the low-class empires..."
Qing Lei’s expression darkened. Di Cang’s words were still fresh in his mind. Back home in the Xuanling Empire, they never knew their home was seen as so pathetic in the eyes of others.
’Heh, so they completely look down on us? In that case, is there any reason to keep a low profile?’
"Little Tiger!"
Qing Lei suddenly let out a low cry. He had decided he would hold back no longer!
"Brother Qing Lei, I understand. Leave it to me."
Years of looking out for each other had given them an unparalleled understanding; a single glance was all they needed to know what the other intended. Little Tiger took a step forward. The simple-minded look in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by an icy coldness and a sharp clarity. A violent aura erupted from his body. Those who knew him well understood that Little Tiger was truly furious. Otherwise, he would never have dropped his usual rustic way of referring to himself.
Seeing the roars from the spectator seats gradually die down, Dilaka, in the special seating area, gave a subtle look to the white-robed team below. Instantly, countless uniformly dressed personnel leaped down from their floating seats, landing steadily on their assigned fighting rings. These staff members were all young, but standing on Ring No. 1 was a white-haired old man. Clearly, Ring No. 1 was different.
"I trust you have all found your respective ring numbers and pairing codes. I will not repeat the competition rules. We will now begin the ranking tournament for the Low-class Empires. Will the empires designated Number One and Number Two for each ring please come down to fight!"
The white-haired elder’s piercing gaze swept across the crowd as he used his Primordial Power to broadcast his words throughout the Peak of the Holy Mark, injecting a little heat back into the cooling atmosphere.
However, this was, after all, the lowest tier of competition for the Low-class Empires. Though some interest was stirred, it wasn’t much. Many more people simply closed their eyes and pretended to nap. In their view, the matches between Low-class Empires were just as Shan Ziyan had said: like children playing house.
At the summons, Little Tiger exchanged a look with Qing Lei and the others. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. With a flip of his wrist, a giant battle axe tightly wrapped in white bandages appeared in his hand. He bent his arm, slinging the Giant Axe securely onto his back.
The moment Little Tiger took out the Giant Axe, the space filled with Primordial Power in the entire eastern viewing area seemed to sink slightly. Although everyone felt this phenomenon, no one connected it to Little Tiger. They clearly didn’t believe for a second that he could have caused it.
"I’m going."
His voice was still indifferent. With a SWOOSH, Little Tiger’s lean figure leaped down from high above, landing gently on Ring No. 1 as if he were light as a feather. But the instant the soles of his feet touched the ring, the entire platform trembled violently a few times. A sharp light flashed in the white-haired elder’s eyes as he looked at Little Tiger in surprise. Beneath Little Tiger’s feet, a tiny crack had appeared, spreading with a faint HISSING sound. Of course, only the white-robed old man standing on Ring No. 1 noticed any of this...
"Haha! Everyone look! Isn’t that the Xuanling Empire, the one that was just talking so big? To think they’d be the first ones to fight!"
A jarring voice came from not far away. Qing Lei and the others didn’t even have to look to know it came from the area of the Red Sun Empire, the group they had just clashed with. And the one who had spoken was none other than Qin Shou.
"Going first... it’s obvious what that means. They’re an utterly insignificant, bottom-tier empire. What right does an empire like that have to talk so big? Aren’t they afraid of tripping over their own tongues!"
This was said by the ugly, heavily made-up woman next to Qin Shou. Qing Lei knew they were deliberately trying to stir up trouble and get others to join in the jeering. As it turned out, the baser side of human nature is truly ugly. When one person started mocking, others were naturally quick to kick them while they were down. In no time, the entire spectator area was in an uproar—and not in a good way.
"Well said! Even we Middle-class Empires wouldn’t dare say something like that. For a tiny, nearly defunct empire to be so arrogant... it’s just preposterous!"
"Tsk... preposterous? No, no, no. The fact that they dared to say what they did just now proves they don’t even know the meaning of the word shameless!"
"No wonder the Flame Dragon Dynasty is always trailing behind the other Four Great Dynasties. So this is the kind of empire they have under them. I’m just waiting to see the Xuanling Empire make a fool of itself! And for the Flame Dragon Dynasty to be humiliated right along with them!"
"Humiliation!"
"Humiliation!"
"..."
The person who said this was clearly not from the Flame Dragon Dynasty, but his vicious words sparked a wave of synchronized mockery from the stands. The previously listless atmosphere instantly erupted, and the focus of this uproar was undoubtedly the Xuanling Empire—or rather, the Flame Dragon Dynasty.
"Brother! Look at this idiot empire! They’re getting all of us from the Flame Dragon Dynasty mocked! I’ve had enough! I wish I could have just killed them at the entrance of the Sacas Dynasty Hotel yesterday!"
Liu Feiyan’s face was beet-red as she sat in the Middle-level Empire Region, a vein even popping on her temple. It was easy to imagine how furious she was. Beside her, many others from various empires were also suppressing their anger; they were clearly all subordinate empires of the Flame Dragon Dynasty.
"Hmph! Do you think they’ll be able to leave here in one piece? Just look at the special seating area," the man Liu Feiyan called ’brother’ snorted coldly. Although he appeared calm, he was secretly seething with rage. ’This Xuanling Empire is simply asking for its own humiliation!’
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