343: It was the two of them, fighting against me.

Chen Jing had made up his mind.

Young people, after all, always need to put on a bit of an act, trying to raise their own price—it's understandable.

These things can't be rushed; they must be done step by step.

As long as this Lin Yu had greed, that uncut jade Zhao Tianyang would eventually fall into his hands.

"Of course, the main business comes first," Chen Jing took the offered way out, elegantly making a "please" gesture and steering the topic towards the center of the Duel Arena.

"It is an honor for the Organization to personally witness the sparring of two Myth-level geniuses."

His gaze swept back and forth between Lin Yao and Zhao Tianyang, full of anticipation.

"I wonder which of you will go first today?"

Lin Yao let out an "ah," instinctively glancing at her big brother.

Then, she stepped forward with righteous confidence.

"That's not right."

The Little Girl pointed at herself, then at Lin Yu.

"Today, I'm fighting him."

The smile on Chen Jing's face faltered slightly.

Lin Yao versus Lin Yu?

A Mythic Rank versus an Epic Rank?

Although Epic Rank wasn't exactly weak, this... what was there to see?

His confusion flashed through his mind, immediately replaced by a more reasonable guess.

The siblings were just messing around.

The real main event was still Zhao Tianyang.

"I see, a friendly match between siblings," Chen Jing said with a smile, smoothing things over, his gaze returning to Zhao Tianyang. "So, Tianyang's opponent today is...?"

This question made Lin Yao also look over curiously.

Right, she was fighting her brother, so what was this big guy here for?

To be the referee?

At that moment, Lin Yu spoke.

"It's the two of them."

He calmly stated a fact.

"Versus me."

The Duel Arena fell into dead silence.

It was as if the air had been sucked out in that instant, solidified into a physical entity.

The smile on Chen Jing's face finally froze completely.

He wondered if he had misheard.

What?

The two of them... versus you alone?

One Mythic Rank, and another also Mythic Rank, versus you, one Epic Rank?

This young man was truly out of his mind.

Lin Yao's eyes instantly narrowed, like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on.

One versus two?

She looked at the Zhao Tianyang beside her, whose aura was as deep and restrained as an abyss, yet instinctively gave her a sense of danger.

Then she looked at her own brother, who had been unnervingly calm from start to finish.

She knew her brother was strong, absurdly strong.

But strong enough to handle two Mythical-level Professionals at the same time?

Lin Yao didn't believe it.

As a holder of the Mythical-grade profession [Myriad Laws Comprehension], her perception of energy far surpassed that of ordinary people.

She could clearly sense the power within Zhao Tianyang—violent, blazing, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

In terms of pure destructive power, this Zhao Tianyang might even be stronger than her!

Her brother wanted to fight both of them alone?

Was he... perhaps taking Mythic Rank a bit too lightly?

In stark contrast to Lin Yao's suspicion and distrust.

The moment Zhao Tianyang heard the instruction, his body reacted faster than his mind.

He took half a step back, his feet slightly apart, his center of gravity instantly sinking.

That restrained aura began to rise, a violent fighting spirit surging through his body.

He harbored not a shred of doubt, not a moment of hesitation.

"Yes!"

Zhao Tianyang's voice was firm and powerful, carrying absolute obedience.

He raised his head, his eyes burning with fighting spirit as he stared directly at Lin Yu.

"I absolutely will not hold back!"

This scene made Chen Jing's eyelids twitch.

Had this Zhao Tianyang... also been infected by that lunatic?

Lin Yu nodded approvingly.

Now that was more like it.

Then, he turned his head, looking at his younger sister's conflicted expression that screamed "Are you joking?"

"What?"

Lin Yu's tone carried a hint of provocation.

"Don't want that car anymore?"

Boom!

Those words, like a lit fuse, instantly ignited all the doubt and hesitation in Lin Yao's mind.

The car!

That insanely cool Hovercar!

And that big south-facing room with the floor-to-ceiling windows!

The Little Girl's cheeks visibly puffed up.

"Who said I don't want it!"

Her voice was crisp and loud, filled with provoked fighting spirit.

"Fine, let's fight! I'm going to knock you flat today, show you exactly why the flowers are so red!"

Lin Yao's impulsive energy further deepened Chen Jing's inner disdain.

Young people, so lacking in composure.

Suppressing his contempt, he once again plastered a perfect smile on his face.

"Since both parties agree, I won't intrude any further."

Chen Jing said, giving a slight nod to Lin Yu and the other two.

"The rules of the Organization are clear to all."

"Private duels are not open to the public."

"However, today's match, with the consent of Lin Yu, Zhao Tianyang, and Lin Yao themselves, will be open to internal observers of the Organization."

He paused, surveying the area.

"This can also be considered as waiving the high usage fees for the venue for you all."

"I hope the three of you enjoy yourselves."

Lin Yu nodded calmly.

Zhao Tianyang remained silent.

Lin Yao wasn't listening at all; her mind was completely filled with the Hovercar and the south-facing room with floor-to-ceiling windows.

Seeing this, Chen Jing said no more.

He turned and strode out of the Duel Arena.

The heavy alloy door closed silently, completely isolating the three inside.

Lin Yao flexed her wrists, producing a "crack" sound.

"Big brother, don't blame me."

"I'm determined to get that car and room!"

As she spoke, magic power began to surge around her. Tendrils of emerald-green vines spread from her feet, carrying a vibrant, life-filled aura.

Zhao Tianyang stood at Lin Yu's side, like an iron tower poised to strike.

He wasn't looking at Lin Yao, but rather intently watching Lin Yu's back.

He was ready at any moment to unleash his full power as instructed.

Lin Yu ignored Lin Yao's taunts.

He simply raised a hand and gently patted Zhao Tianyang's shoulder.

"Remember what I said."

"Don't hold back."

Zhao Tianyang's body trembled.

His throat moved as he gave a low, rumbling response.

"Yes!"

...In the Monitoring Room outside the Duel Arena.

It was a spacious room, with a massive holographic screen covering an entire wall.

On the screen, every corner of the Duel Arena was clearly captured.

Thirty to fifty internal personnel of the Organization were gathered here.

They excitedly whispered to each other, their faces full of gossip and anticipation.

"A Mythic Rank duel, this is a rare sight to behold!"

"I heard it's between siblings?"

"Even more outrageous is that Lin Yu wants to fight two Mythic Ranks alone!"

"Is he insane?"

Discussions rose and fell, filled with curiosity about the impending battle.

In the center of the Monitoring Room, there was an area deliberately left clear.

Chen Jing walked in briskly.

A trace of fatigue showed on his face, but it was quickly replaced by a professional smile.

He walked towards that clear area.

There, only two people were present.