139: Chapter 139 A Pact of One Move
Dead silence.
A silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.
Inside the massive docking area of the spaceport, thousands of gazes were fixed, in that very moment, on the young man.
Their minds went completely blank.
What just happened?
Long Aotian's Mid-Fifth Rank pressure, which was enough to suffocate a Fourth Rank Peak martial artist, had just... vanished?
It had been casually shattered in a single step by that delicate-looking Little White Face?
How... how is this possible?!
"I... I'm not seeing things, am I?"
"How... how on earth did he do that?"
"A monster! This guy is definitely a monster!"
After a brief silence, a wave of uncontrollable exclamations, filled with shock and disbelief, erupted from the surrounding crowd.
Over on the side of Xuanhe Martial Arts University, the smiles on the faces of those Students who had been laughing uproariously just moments ago, completely froze.
They all stared with wide eyes, as if they had seen a ghost, looking at Wang Pingan, who remained as calm and composed as ever.
Meanwhile, on the side of Xuanyuan University, Shi Lei, Lei Qian, and the others were stunned for a moment, before a flush of wild joy erupted on their faces!
"Damn! The Captain is awesome!"
"Hahaha! I knew it! How could the Captain ever be afraid of him!"
Although they didn't know how Wang Pingan had managed it, that didn't stop them from feeling triumphant!
A violent ripple appeared in Lin Zhan's usually tranquil eyes.
His knuckles turned slightly white from gripping his spear shaft too tightly.
He knew Wang Pingan was strong.
But he hadn't expected Wang Pingan to be strong to a level that even he couldn't comprehend!
As the center of attention, Long Aotian's reaction was more intense than anyone else's.
He stared fixedly at Wang Pingan, his bell-like eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
He knew better than anyone how much power he had put into that pressure.
That had been his full-force strike, without any reservations!
Let alone a Fourth Rank Peak, even another Mid-Fifth Rank martial artist, if caught off guard, would absolutely not be able to resolve it so easily!
Yet this Little White Face before him hadn't even activated his protective aura; he had simply taken a step forward...
What the hell kind of monster is this?!
"You..." Long Aotian opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt as if his throat had been tightly gripped by an invisible hand, unable to utter a single word.
"Sigh."
Wang Pingan looked at his dejected appearance and sighed lightly once more.
He walked forward, and under the gaze of countless awestruck eyes, he slowly arrived in front of Long Aotian.
He raised his hand and patted the bald, burly man's shoulder, which was harder than an iron plate.
"This classmate, there's no need to be so hot-headed."
A warm, harmless smile hung on Wang Pingan's face.
"We're all here to participate in the competition; harmony is the most important thing, harmony is key."
His voice was gentle, kind, and filled with "goodwill."
But to Long Aotian's ears, it was more humiliating than the most vicious insult!
"You... don't get cocky!" Long Aotian felt his face burning with pain. He violently shook off Wang Pingan's hand and roared, his voice harsh but weak, "If you've got guts... if you've got guts, let's have a real fight!"
"Fighting?" Wang Pingan seemed to have heard something very troublesome and frowned. "Fighting is so tiring, and it's easy to get hurt. If I accidentally break you, won't your academy's teachers come after me for my life?"
"You!" Long Aotian was so angry at these words that he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
What does "accidentally break you" even mean?
Is that even something a human would say?!
"How about... we switch to a more civilized way?" Wang Pingan rolled his eyes and offered a "sincere" suggestion.
"For example... we compare who has more money?"
"Pfft..."
In the surrounding crowd, someone was the first to lose control and laugh out loud.
Immediately after, waves of uncontrollable laughter spread throughout the entire docking area.
"Damn, this guy is too vicious, right?"
"Compare money? Hahaha, he actually thought of that! Is he blatantly mocking the people from Xuanhe Martial Arts University, calling them a bunch of poor, reckless brutes?"
"That's killing and then attacking the heart; that's ruthless! Long Aotian has completely lost face today."
Listening to the unconcealed mockery around him, Long Aotian felt like his lungs were about to explode with rage.
His dark face flushed to the color of a pig's liver.
He clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hands, his knuckles making cracking sounds from the excessive force.
He knew that if he couldn't get back at him today.
From now on, he, Long Aotian, would become the laughingstock of all the geniuses from the Pegasus Star participating in the competition today!
An idiot who wanted to give someone a show of force, only to be humiliated by them using money!
"Fine!"
Long Aotian suddenly raised his head, his crimson eyes staring fixedly at Wang Pingan, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.
"Since you want to play so badly, I'll play along with you to the end!"
He took something out of his storage bracelet.
It was a piece of strange metal, pitch black all over, only the size of a palm, yet it emitted an extremely heavy aura, filled with the essence of the earth!
"'Earth Core Profound Gold'?!"
In the crowd, someone who knew their stuff immediately cried out.
"That's a top-tier material capable of forging a Seventh Rank divine weapon! Even just this small piece is worth a fortune!"
Long Aotian held up the "Earth Core Profound Gold" and sneered at Wang Pingan.
"Little White Face! You like to compare, right?!"
"We'll bet on this!"
"If you can take one move from me, this 'Earth Core Profound Gold' is yours!"
"But if you lose..."
A cruel, bloodthirsty glint flashed in Long Aotian's eyes.
"I want you to kneel down in front of everyone and bark like a dog three times!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place was in an uproar!
Everyone's gaze was once again fixed on Wang Pingan.
They all wanted to see how the young man from Xuanyuan University would choose when faced with such a huge temptation and such a humiliating bet.
However, Wang Pingan simply picked his ear, a look of utter boredom on his face.
"Is that it?"
He curled his lip, his tone filled with disdain.
"A piece of scrap metal is worth me making a move?"
"You!" Long Aotian felt like he was going crazy.
"Fine." Wang Pingan looked at his nearly explosive state, then suddenly changed his tone, a bright smile appearing on his face.
"Since you insist on giving me a gift."
"Then I'll... not be polite."