385: Chinese ginger!

Whoosh!

A powerful gust of wind erupted from the center of the dust cloud, sweeping in all directions, causing the surrounding adventurers to instinctively shield their faces with their hands.

"Are all adventurers in Murmansk this foolish?"

A calm, youthful voice resounded.

As the dust settled, the scene before the adventurers made their pupils contract.

The black-haired youth stood calmly in place, the ground beneath him caved in and cracked like a spiderweb, his hands hung loosely, without any movement.

Meanwhile, Luna the Cat Demon, who had launched the attack, now had one arm broken, blood dripping from it, and her entire body was pressed to the ground by a terrifying pressure, kneeling on all fours, her expression a mix of struggle and incredulous terror.

This scene also made Letina, who was not far away, cover her mouth with her hand in surprise, her beautiful eyes staring at Jiang Yuan's back in astonishment.

This exceptionally handsome Chinese youth could so easily suppress the seventh-rank Cat Demon Luna!

Unbelievable!

Bald-headed Gad's face first showed a hint of surprise, then astonishment, then enlightenment.

So that's it.

So it was him!

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Gad's forehead, the alcohol on his face sobered up significantly, and he forced a difficult smile.

"This is no laughing matter..."

The previously noisy and bustling street suddenly fell silent, and many drunkards and gamblers who had been smashing bottles couldn't help but shrink back.

"Hey! Gad, don't you have an appraisal skill? Didn't you see him hiding his strength?!" Someone asked Gad.

Gulp, gulp, gulp... Bald-headed Gad took several gulps of wine and shouted, "Do you think I'm a King? Is the appraisal skill useful on everyone?"

"F*ck! He couldn't be a hidden Great Grandmaster, could he?!" Someone exclaimed in horror.

Bald-headed Gad nodded, laughing loudly, "Congratulations, you guessed right!"

"Could it be a Ninth-Order Grand Master?! Could it be a Quasi-King?!"

"Nine times out of ten! Sh*t! Damn you, bald Gad, you're going to get me killed!"

Everyone wailed, gnashing their teeth and cursing.

"You are definitely not a fourth-rank Martial Artist!"

"You... just who are you?! What do you want to do to Great Grandmaster Aivig?!" Luna gritted her teeth, supporting herself with her dark arm, struggling desperately to get up, but even with all her might, she still couldn't resist the mountain-like invisible pressure.

"Just want to ask her to forge some equipment."

Jiang Yuan glanced at her and said.

"Forge equipment?"

Luna was still a little disbelieving, "Really? You're not with those people?"

"I remember now!"

A brown-haired adventurer with a rapier at his waist slapped his head.

"He's Jiang from China! I've seen his videos!"

As soon as these words came out, it exploded like a depth charge!

The street first fell silent, then instantly boiled over.

"Hey, hey, this isn't a joke, is it?!"

"God Jiang from China! I heard he once killed a Quasi-King!"

"Could it... really be him in person?!"

"I feel like it might be true... I heard China's participating team just arrived in Murmansk today." Someone was sweating profusely, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Hiss..."

The others were also shocked, gasping in cold air, their expressions astonished, dazed, and awestruck as they looked at the black-clothed youth in the center of the street.

Letina and the other beautiful beast-women were even more radiant, their beautiful eyes gleaming with a hint of pleasant surprise, their hearts pounding, and blushes appearing on their faces, gazing at Jiang Yuan as if he were a rare treasure, wishing they could devour him whole.

In a place like Murmansk, besides one's affiliated power, one's own strength and... the powerful individuals one relied on were crucial.

And such a paramount figure, destined to ascend to the throne as long as he didn't die, would normally be out of their league, but now... he was within reach.

The thought that the object of her recent ambiguous closeness and teasing was actually the most dazzling top Genius on Blue Star in the past six months made Letina feel weak all over, her legs twisting under her skirt, an indescribable excitement filling her!

Enough to brag about for a lifetime!

Jiang Yuan took a step forward, and the pressure dissipated like wind, making Luna the Cat Demon gasp for air.

"In consideration of your loyalty, I'll spare you this once."

"Take me to see the Weaver."

He said calmly.

His voice, reaching Luna the Cat Demon's ears, carried the might of thunder and lightning, like a divine command that she couldn't disobey.

"Great Grandmaster Aivig currently... cannot forge for anyone."

Luna stood up, holding her broken arm, and said.

As she spoke, her whole body trembled; in the presence of the person before her, she felt as if she had become a fragile, weak wildcat.

"Hahaha, Chinese monster youth, don't bully my little cat. Bring him here, Luna."

A clear and heroic female voice echoed above the street.

Everyone heard the female voice.

"It's the Weaver's voice!"

"Didn't they say she was under a curse and didn't have much time left? Her voice sounds quite good."

"But Great Grandmaster Aivig..." Luna called out.

"It's fine."

Hearing Aivig's affirmative voice.

Luna no longer tried to dissuade her, and after a deep look at Jiang Yuan with her emerald green eyes, she leaped up, transforming into a two-meter-long large black cat.

"Follow me."

Watching the man and the cat disappear into the alley.

The street erupted again, a tumultuous clamor, and in the crowd, a slightly astonished, gloomy gaze slowly retracted.

"Did Aivig really overcome the curse?"

"No, I must go back and report to the Guild Master."

"No matter what, that item must be obtained!"