27: Qian Lai? Kill with one finger!

Under numerous gazes, Meng Yun, as if no one else was present, quietly looked at the overbearing Qian Lai, as if looking at a Demon General.

Indeed, the feeling Qian Lai gave him was that of a Heavenly Demon General forcibly promoted by a demon seed.

Compared to Wu Yinyao and Luo Mian, who broke through to the Heavenly Realm on their own, he was not just a little bit worse!

Is that all?

The strongest below the Nascent Soul Realm?

Could it be that the overall strength of the Blue Star, with its spiritual energy resurgence, is weaker?

After all, it's not a cultivation world with ancient traditions...

Thinking this, he slowly raised his hand.

"Well, just a friendly reminder, I'm about to make my move," Meng Yun said, kindly reminding him, as pure spiritual energy gathered in his palm.

Qian Lai looked self-important, one hand behind his back, the other gesturing for Meng Yun to proceed.

In short, he was arrogant!

Outside the trial ground, countless people who saw this scene secretly found it amusing.

"This Minister Qian really looks down on Meng Yun."

"Heh heh, after all, he's the strongest below the Nascent Soul Realm. If I had that strength, I'd be even more arrogant than him."

"Uh, don't you think Meng Yun gives off a feeling of having victory in his grasp?"

Amidst the whispers, Sun Liang's expression grew increasingly grim, while Zhou Yinhe had a faint smile on his lips, seemingly full of anticipation.

In the arena, Meng Yun shook his head inwardly when he saw Qian Lai's posture.

I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it.

Then don't blame him for being impolite.

Like Frieza, he extended his right hand, his index finger gently pointing out.

The fluctuation of the Nascent Soul Realm condensed on his right index finger, forming a tiny speck the size of a grain of rice.

A flickering flame.

It was even just pure energy, without any attached skills or techniques.

Qian Lai's expression became even more disdainful.

It was just the most basic energy compression, the crudest way to utilize one's own power.

It was even far inferior to a trash skill with a C-grade rating.

Perhaps, this was the predicament faced by newcomers; without money or contribution points, it was difficult to acquire powerful skills matching their strength.

Not only Qian Lai, but most of the people outside the arena also showed contempt in their eyes.

Meng Yun didn't care about this at all; he could even ignore the demonic sound piercing his ears, his resolve had long been unshakeable.

Amidst numerous gazes of disdain and doubt, he murmured, "Go."

Swoosh!

The firefly easily pierced through the void, disappearing in front of Meng Yun.

When it reappeared, it was already at Qian Lai's chest.

The grain-sized energy burst forth with astonishing speed that Qian Lai couldn't even perceive.

"Swoosh--!"

The firefly easily pierced through Qian Lai's chest, directly embedding itself into the wall of the trial ground behind him.

Boom!!

An earth-shattering explosion rang out, and the special wall, strong enough to withstand a normal Nascent Soul's attack, was actually blown open, leaving a gaping hole.

The sound of the explosion echoed in everyone's ears, making their heads buzz.

Qian Lai, who bore the brunt of the attack, hadn't even figured out what was happening, his smile still frozen on his face.

What happened?

Where did the explosion come from?

Where did the energy in Meng Yun's hand go?

As he thought this, he inadvertently met Meng Yun's gaze and saw him pointing at his own chest...

Qian Lai looked confused and lowered his head.

Blood was gushing from his chest, flowing incessantly.

If he didn't stop the bleeding soon, he might not need to stop it at all.

They could just carry him away.

Damn it, when did this happen!

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. His vision went black, and he instantly fell to the ground.

Thankfully...

Thankfully, it didn't hit the left side...

This was the last thing Qian Lai thought of before he fainted.

Silence.

Eerie silence.

In just one encounter, Qian Lai didn't even let out a groan before he was instantly killed by Meng Yun.

This made all the people who had been talking loudly before blush with shame.

Analysis?

Analyze your ass!

The strongest below the Nascent Soul Realm?

That's just a joke!

They began frantically searching for reasons for themselves. Yes, that's right, their analysis was based on logic!

It was all because this Qian Lai was all show and no substance, merely having a false reputation!

Holding onto this thought, the expressions of the various people improved considerably.

But then, another even more terrifying fact forced them to confront it—

What was Meng Yun's true strength?

Wasn't he just a Golden Core?

He didn't even use any skills, yet he instantly killed Qian Lai with just compressed energy!

Killed him instantly!

In their gazes towards Meng Yun, deep fear and reverence began to surface.

The 654 Bureau of the Cloudsea Branch might be about to see a change in leadership.

Sun Liang was in the crowd, watching Meng Yun's performance, his mouth wide open.

He knew his brother Meng Yun was powerful, but was being this powerful not a bit too outrageous?

Meng Yun didn't care how his casual attack shocked others; he just opened his mouth and shouted, "Hello? Someone come save him!"

"If you don't hurry with first aid, you'll be attending his funeral!"

Meng Yun's words awakened everyone from their daze, and medical personnel rushed over, carrying things Meng Yun didn't understand, and rapidly plugged Qian Lai's front and back.

They hastily carried him away.

"Brother, brother, I'm late, brother, I didn't beat that Meng Yun... Hiss, Hello, Director Zhou!"

The late Qian Fei, his face still swollen, was excitedly preparing to watch the battle when he bumped into Zhou Yinhe.

Qian Fei felt that everyone, including Zhou Yinhe, was looking at him with immense pity.

This made Qian Fei feel like a clown.

He found it somewhat unbearable.

So what if his face was swollen? Was it necessary to look at him like that!

He tentatively replied, "Why are you looking at me?"

No one responded.

But everyone, with uncannytacit agreement, cleared a path for him.

This allowed him to reach the best viewing area and observe the latest situation inside the arena.

You people are quite nice.

Qian Fei excitedly went over, only to see Meng Yun alone.

?

Wait, where's everyone? Where's my big brother?

Did I come too early? Big brother hasn't arrived yet, has he!

Meng Yun was still standing on the stage, seemingly sensing Qian Fei's gaze. He even had time to look up and wave at Qian Fei.

Thank you, Big Brother on the leaderboard, for the 100,000 spirit stones!

Meng Yun thought this, then his figure flickered, and he went directly outside the arena.

Meng Yun calmly extended his hand towards Qian Fei.

Qian Fei looked at Meng Yun's hand, startled.

Is he scared and wants to shake hands and make peace?

Damn it, if Director Zhou wasn't here, he would definitely not give Meng Yun this face!

Qian Fei hated it in his heart, but still extended his hand and grasped Meng Yun's hand.

Meng Yun felt a chill and quickly shook it off.

Let go, let go! There's something dirty!

"What are you doing? I want 100,000 spirit stones!" Meng Yun said irritably.

"Spirit stones? What spirit stones?" Qian Fei was even more confused. If Director Zhou wasn't there, he would have definitely erupted on the spot!

"Your brother lost. The bet was 100,000 spirit stones. Cash or goods?"

Qian Fei heard this and laughed in anger, "My brother, lost? You should at least draft your lies, shouldn't you?"

"Don't even think about reneging on the debt; so many people are watching," Meng Yun said, looking around and speaking loudly.

"Everyone, tell me, isn't that right!"

Aside from Sun Liang's reply, no one else responded.

Nothing else, they were also afraid of being held accountable by the petty Qian family brothers.

Just as Meng Yun felt a little awkward, Zhou Yinhe's powerful voice rang out:

"Yes, I can testify for Meng Yun."

"It was Qian Lai who lost the competition, and according to the agreement, he owes Meng Yun 100,000 spirit stones."

As his words fell, Qian Fei's expression changed drastically, turning pale with shock.

A strong sense of absurdity and horror made him dizzy.

Meng Yun was too lazy to bother with him, turning to Zhou Yinhe and saying, "Uncle has a good temper, thank you."

Uncle?

Is that appropriate?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Sun Liang whispered to the side, "This is our branch director, Zhou Yinhe, Director Zhou..."

Oh, Director Zhou.

Director Zhou?

Meng Yun immediately stood at attention, politely and humbly saying, "Hello, Director Zhou!"

Zhou Yinhe, however, didn't seem to mind. He said kindly, "Meng Yun, with your strength, you must be in the Nascent Soul Realm, right?"

Nascent Soul??!

As his words fell, everyone, including Sun Liang, gasped.

Qian Fei's face instantly turned ashen.