"Look! Guys, look! Ryan Ling's making a move! Finally, the top dog steps in—this is what we've all been waiting for! Ryan Ling is absolutely S-tier, let's see if he can single-handedly turn this whole mess around!"
"We've waited so long—finally, it's hitting the climax! Ryan Ling, I've been hyped for you forever. I'm telling you, the real show starts now, and at this moment, I'm betting on Ryan more than ever!"
"Holy crap, Ryan Ling's killing intent just blanketed the whole arena—and it's still spreading! That's insane. I think his power's gotta be top-tier now, maybe even enough to go toe-to-toe with Quentin Qin!"
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Right now, seeing Ryan Ling finally step up, everyone at the scene is fired up. Clearly, this is the real highlight of the tournament—no matter how flashy the others are, or how talented, they're just background noise. The true heavyweights? There’s only ever one or two.
In an instant, not just the spectators around the ring but every reporter’s camera, every livestream phone, and even all the platforms run by Ryan’s girlfriends lit up at once.
Within seconds, the online audience blew past ten million, and the numbers just kept climbing. Clearly, Ryan Ling’s popularity is off the charts; the second he showed up, the whole place hit peak hype.
"Ryan Ling’s here—everyone, heads up!" Even the referee couldn’t help but give a heads-up.
"Ryan Ling finally showed up, and I’ve been dying to go at him! Damn!" Shane Shen from Jinling’s team wasn’t scared at all—in fact, he looked extra hyped. Back at the Goldridge Confucius Temple, Shane got humiliated by Ryan Ling, and he’s been holding that grudge ever since. He’s just itching for payback, kinda like how Fiona Shangguan absolutely hates Anqi Chen; Shane’s got that same level of hate for Ryan.
Right now, his power had just broken into the Profound-Tier Void Realm. Plus, thanks to Quentin Qin’s help earlier, he’d shot up to a small peak within the Profound-Tier—worlds apart from where he was before.
Right now, his confidence was stronger than ever.
Kill! Ryan Ling, I challenge you to a fight to the death!" Shane Shen charged forward, leading the way.
Good! Good! Good! Young Master Shen is a beast!" People on Jinling’s stands yelled in excitement, and even Quentin Qin craned his neck, dying to see what Ryan Ling was made of.
"Get lost!" Before Shane Shen could even touch Ryan Ling—he was half a meter away—Ryan suddenly roared. With a thunderous boom, Shane’s attacking right arm exploded on the spot.
Everyone’s vision spun for a moment; all those fired-up Jinling clan disciples who’d jumped to their feet ended up slumping right back down.
You think you’re worthy of a fight to the death with me? I’ll kill you right now! Ryan hadn’t planned to kill, but thinking of that iron chain and his suffering parents, his rage couldn’t be held back.
He didn’t hesitate for a second—his right hand grabbed Shane Shen’s throat. Shane’s face turned purple; he wanted to speak, but Ryan didn’t give him the chance.
Then, with a crack, Ryan twisted Shane’s neck. He kicked Shane’s head, sending it flying onto the Jinling stands, where it exploded.
Anyone who dares oppose Jiangdong only ends up one way—dead! Ryan said, locking his gaze on the other Jinling fighters, especially Fiona Shangguan.
Fiona Shangguan was still trying to attack Anqi Chen, but the moment Shane Shen was killed, Ryan Ling grabbed her.
You—you dare touch me, you bastard!' Fiona Shangguan screamed in a panic. She’d mastered the Pure Maiden Art, which forbade contact with men—Quentin Qin hadn’t even touched her. Now Ryan Ling had grabbed her.
Little slut, I’m not just gonna touch you—I’m gonna do you! Come with me!' Ryan Ling showed zero mercy, grabbing Fiona Shangguan by the hair and shoving her straight into the Demon-Snaring Bowl.
"Husband, husband, you—you killed him, you killed him…" Fiona Shangguan gave one last shriek as she was shoved inside. Most people only saw Ryan force her into his crotch; nobody knew about the Demon-Snaring Bowl. Every face showed shock, especially the guys who’d been drooling over Fiona—they were totally stunned. They’d thought Frank Qin the zombie was unbeatable, but compared to Ryan Ling, Frank’s tricks were nothing.
Damn it, Ryan Ling! If I, Quentin Qin, don’t kill you today, I’m not a man!' Quentin Qin couldn’t hold back anymore—he charged like a rampaging bull. This was an Earth-Tier Void Realm attack; the whole arena and even the ground trembled instantly.
Ryan Ling didn’t hesitate—his fury was every bit as intense as Quentin Qin’s.
In an instant, the two forces collided—boom! The protective screens shattered, a hundred experts guarding them were blasted away, and the first ten rows of seats turned to dust.
The organizers gasped in relief—good thing they’d made preparations. If not, the whole venue would’ve exploded from that single blow.
With these two big shots suddenly fighting, the whole tournament just jumped up several levels.
Now, all the fighters on the ring could only stand aside. Gabriel Xue and his brothers fell back, knowing that once Ryan Ling stepped in, there was nothing they could do—their strength just wasn’t enough.
Same for Jinling’s team—they all pulled back. Quentin Qin’s two brothers tried to help, but the moment they intervened, the overwhelming force blasted them away.
It seemed that even Profound-Tier Void Realm experts had become cannon fodder.
An Earth-Tier Void Realm expert is ridiculously strong. Even though it’s just one step above Profound-Tier, the difference is like heaven and earth—even a thousand Profound-Tier experts might not match one Earth-Tier.
That’s the terror of the Earth-Tier Void Realm!
But what’s truly mind-blowing is that Ryan Ling’s power suddenly feels equal to Quentin Qin’s. The crowd on Jinling’s stands was stunned.
Before the match, everyone had guessed that Ryan Ling’s strength was already close to Earth-Tier, but only close—not quite there. Compared to Quentin Qin, there was still a gap. But now, everyone was confused.
In momentum, killing intent, and raw power, Ryan Ling seemed to surpass Quentin Qin.
It even looked like Quentin Qin’s Earth-Tier aura was being suppressed!
At that moment, on a distant rooftop, several middle-aged men watched the scene. All were Earth-Tier Void Realm experts, even stronger than Quentin Qin—these were Jinling’s true elite.
“What the hell? What kind of training did this kid do—he’s gotten so strong, and more mysterious by the minute. Even I can’t figure him out!”
“I think it’s weird too. He disappeared for a few days, and now his strength has shot up at least dozens of times! Even if some mega-clan in Yanjing was feeding him unlimited pills, he couldn’t have grown this fast!”
My Shen Family already lost a son in there. No matter what, I’m wiping out this disaster today. We dealt with his parents—this little bastard’s nothing!
Exactly. With things like this, we have to cut out the root. If he wins the tournament and becomes the first “national champion,” our plans will be exposed. He’s crazy—if he finds even the tiniest clue, he’ll chase it to the end!
Don’t rush—watch a bit longer. Yaowu hasn’t gone all out yet; that last strike was just a test. Besides, I gave him a top-tier weapon—my Qin Family’s clan treasure. Nothing can stop it…' As the leader finished, the situation on the ring suddenly shifted…