151: Chapter 151 The Battle Between First and Second!

"Don't put it so harshly. What do you mean 'reporting'? I was pointing you toward a bright path! Look at how well things are going now, aren't they?"

Du Ming didn't think Chen Mo was being sarcastic and explained with a chuckle.

"Fine."

Chen Mo smiled helplessly.

Truth be told, Du Ming's report had actually done him a favor.

Disguising himself as a reincarnation of a true spirit from the Sub-Primordial Era was already part of his plan; being exposed in this way actually made it more natural.

"Oh, right." Chen Mo suddenly remembered something and looked at Du Ming.

"What's your ID in the Great Power Chat Group? How come I haven't seen you?"

Chen Mo had been lurking in the Great Power Chat Group for a while now and had gained some understanding of the circle of reincarnated powerful beings in the Main World.

There were forty-two members in total, many of whom held high positions within the Federation.

However, Chen Mo had gone through all the IDs and hadn't found any name similar to 'Demon Emperor' or 'Lord of Ten Thousand Demons'.

"Oh, you mean that 'self-indulgent' group? I'm in it."

As he spoke, Du Ming paused for two seconds, and the 'chat crystal' integrated into Chen Mo's sea of consciousness began to flicker with a faint light at that very moment.

"You have a new message."

Chen Mo was slightly stunned. He hurriedly opened the chat group with his consciousness, and then he saw an ID that shattered his worldview: "The Imperial Tutor's Dad" mentioned you.

"Who is this Imperial Tutor?" Chen Mo couldn't help but ask.

"An annoying guy. I won't tell you his name for now; he'll be able to sense it."

Du Ming, who had made the startling remark, had eyes full of dissatisfaction toward someone.

"Sense it..."

Chen Mo was slightly taken aback, and a target person immediately came to mind.

It was common knowledge that the true name of a Supreme Being could not be spoken casually. Although most Supreme Beings wouldn't mind, basic respect was still necessary.

A Supreme Being, and one with an extremely close relationship with Du Ming. Knowing some gossip about the future, Chen Mo naturally guessed who this person was. The Federation's Chief Councilor, that political tycoon who had personally promoted Du Ming, Dong Tianyao.

"Imperial Tutor, Dong Tianyao {Heavenly Demon}."

Chen Mo's eyes sparkled. Nothing else, the truth that a certain player from his past life had searched for for so long seemed to have been unraveled by him!

"Oh, right!" Du Ming didn't care about Chen Mo's shocked expression and continued: "Do you want first place? Let's go up and have a fight, and then I'll concede."

"This... that wouldn't be very good."

Chen Mo knew Du Ming wasn't joking; the other party seemed to really treat him as one of his own, or rather, a 'little brother'.

Moreover, considering his 'intimate' relationship with that person, the resources for being first in The Stars seemed truly dispensable.

"Alright, just take it as a welcome gift from a fellow townsman."

As he spoke, Du Ming flew directly toward the spatial cage. Amidst the puzzled gazes of the Students and teachers, he looked at Kong Hanshu, who was maintaining the spatial cage and acting as the chief referee.

"God Selection Class rank number one, Du Ming. I want to challenge..."

Before he finished speaking, a wave of discussion had already erupted at the scene.

In all these years of The Stars, they had fought countless ranking battles, but this was the first time someone ranked first had challenged someone else.

"What kind of trouble are you trying to stir up now? Get back here."

Kong Hanshu's tone was full of helplessness.

"Don't be like that. Didn't you say everyone has one chance to challenge?"

Du Ming had no intention of leaving; instead, he looked at Chen Mo in the group with a chuckle.

In that instant, everyone understood who Du Ming wanted to challenge.

Chen Mo walked out slowly, bearing the gazes of everyone and the increasingly loud discussion.

"You, you!" Kong Hanshu glared at Du Ming. Now he was truly at his wit's end and had to quietly transmit his voice to Chen Mo.

"Don't let him mess around. Fight properly, or the ranking battle will become a joke."

"I understand, Kong Hanshu." Chen Mo gave Kong Hanshu a very reassuring smile, then flew straight into the spatial cage where Du Ming was.

Before Du Ming could speak, Chen Mo hurriedly said, "Let's just fight normally. I didn't have enough fun in the Virtual Universe before."

Hearing Chen Mo say this, the right hand Du Ming had just raised stopped.

He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but say: "Are you sure? Although it might be a bit of a blow to you, to be honest, you are not my match yet."

"How would I know without trying?" Chen Mo's smile didn't fade, but his eyes were flashing with burning fighting spirit.

Actually, even if Du Ming hadn't challenged him, he would have challenged Du Ming.

It wasn't for the resources of being first in rank, but because he wanted to see just how big the gap was between him and the other party.

"Suit yourself."

Du Ming shook his head, but his face still maintained a gentle smile, like a spring breeze that made it impossible for anyone to feel any ill will.

Chen Mo couldn't help but be stunned.

A figure stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, allowing blood to dye his whole body red, suddenly appeared in his mind.

Was that Du Ming really the same person as the current Du Ming?

Or rather, what kind of experience made a person who held absolute goodwill toward the world become the 'Demon Emperor' that people in the Sub-Primordial Era spoke of with terror?

"What are you dazing off for?"

Du Ming frowned. Although he agreed to have a fight with Chen Mo, he was unwilling to make the first move.

In the Virtual Universe, where realms were equalized and divine power was insufficient, Chen Mo might have been able to trade a few blows with him.

But in the real world, he was truly afraid that this little fellow townsman wouldn't even be able to take a single hit.

"It's nothing." Chen Mo shook his head.

Immediately, he unhesitatingly took out the Death Knell and manifested the imitation chaos hand on his hand.

When dealing with Du Ming, he had no intention of holding back or hiding anything.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and a divine power bullet with the might of a First-Turn True God was immediately fired.

Not only that, Chen Mo also opened the gate of the divine domain. Blood One roared and charged out, followed by an endless Tyrant Legion.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" Four more gunshots rang out. The six divine power bullets that the Death Knell could only condense in a day had now all been fired by Chen Mo.

Seeing this, even the instructor acting as the referee couldn't help but reveal his figure, evidently prepared to intervene at any moment.

But...

"A divine relics with fixed power? This thing is quite rare. Hmm... the power is also decent; it's on par with some restricted-grade technological weapons."

Du Ming's still easygoing, even somewhat lackadaisical, voice sounded.

Then Chen Mo saw a "sun."

A pitch-black sun that seemed capable of devouring everything.

Sixth-order Divine Art: "Sun Erosion."