382: Chapter 382: Mentally Ill Fighting – It's Good!

The guarantee from Asura Zhao Tianyang.

The deduction of tenfold points...

This double pressure caused her previous arrogance to vanish completely.

Right now, she only wanted to settle the matter quickly.

She didn't want to cause any more trouble.

"It's... it's enough."

The manager's voice was as small as a mosquito's buzz.

She kept her head down, not daring to look at Lin Yao or Zhao Tianyang.

Lin Yao ignored the manager's cowardice.

She turned around, directing the fury within her body entirely toward all the contestants in the rest area.

Her gaze swept across the entire field.

Lin Yao's fingertip pointed at the group of onlookers.

She swept her gaze over those who had just been mocking her, one by one.

These mortals simply did not understand the true power of a Mythical-grade profession.

Their understanding of power remained at the surface level.

"Then you all."

Lin Yao's voice rose once again.

An unprecedented sense of oppression radiated from her petite frame.

It was the aura of a superior being.

"Are you ready?"

The Little Girl's aura left everyone in the rest area stunned.

They looked at Lin Yao.

This girl, whom they had just mocked as a "good-for-nothing."

What she radiated now was a crushing force that could not be ignored.

It was the pressure belonging to the strong.

This should not appear on such a young girl.

The contestants' faces turned pale.

Moments ago, they felt Lin Yao was just using her influence to bully others.

Now, they had to admit that there was indeed a heart-palpitating energy within this girl.

"Is she crazy..."

"Is she really going to fight all of us by herself?"

"Where does she get her confidence?"

The contestants began to whisper among themselves.

The previous laughter had completely vanished.

In its place was low-toned discussion.

Poison Fang Liu San opened his eyes.

His eyes, which had been tightly shut, now held a hint of alertness.

Iron Wall Wang Gang clenched his fists.

He sensed danger.

Even Xu Biao wiped the smile from his face.

He stood up straight, staring intently at Lin Yao.

He tried to find a single flaw on Lin Yao's face.

But on Lin Yao's face, there was only pure anger.

And a confidence that bordered on madness.

"Then let's handle it according to the rules."

A steady voice came from the end of the passage.

Everyone looked toward the source of the sound.

A man wearing black combat fatigues walked over slowly.

His steps were firm, each one treading on everyone's heartstrings.

The man approached.

He stood still, his body like a pine tree.

The newcomer was named Yan Pojun.

A reserve member of the Fangs Special Operations Team.

He had just returned from a live combat exercise and hadn't had time to change out of his combat fatigues.

Today was his farewell match.

He wasn't supposed to be here.

But he heard the commotion and saw Lin Yao's provocation.

Yan Pojun's gaze fell on Lin Yao.

He felt no anger, only a sense of scrutiny.

He had seen too many geniuses like this.

Young, arrogant, and looking down on everyone.

But very few could truly achieve Growth.

Yan Pojun had always disliked newcomers who were arrogant because of their talent.

He had fought his way up from the bottom himself.

Every step was marked with blood.

He knew that the truly strong would never be easily conceited.

He knew even more that rules could not be trampled upon at will.

But at the same time, he respected the rules.

Since Zhao Tianyang acted as her guarantor,

And since Lin Yao had issued a challenge,

Then the rules must be followed.

He wanted to see exactly where this girl's confidence came from.

Everyone's gaze instantly froze.

In the rest area, the contestants who were whispering just now stopped talking in unison.

They stared straight at the man walking slowly toward them.

Radiating from him was a sharpness honed on the battlefield.

That was a truly strong individual.

"Yan... Yan Pojun!" one contestant murmured under his breath.

His voice carried an unbelievable sense of reverence.

The name Yan Pojun held a special meaning in the circles of the Organization.

He was a current reserve member of a certain special military operations squad.

A living legend.

"Didn't he retire and enlist? Why would he appear here?" someone asked in confusion.

"He did retire, but I heard that because he started out in competitions, he was given special permission by the higher-ups to return for a farewell match."

Another well-informed contestant immediately corrected him.

"Supposedly, for the sake of fairness, his points aren't included in the rankings."

"This is a true genius! His strength has long since surpassed us mortals."

A low-toned uproar broke out among the crowd.

A sense of dread spread through the air.

They hadn't expected that provoking a "good-for-nothing" Little Girl would actually draw out such a great deity.

Yan Pojun's appearance changed the entire atmosphere of the rest area.

The looks of disdain and mockery were now entirely replaced by awe.

Yan Pojun ignored the discussions around him.

His gaze remained fixed on Lin Yao.

He knew this girl's provocative behavior was rude.

But he knew even better that rules were rules.

Since the challenge had been issued and the guarantee established,

Then next, they should follow the procedure.

His original purpose in coming back was for Zhao Tianyang...

This rising star of the Organization and himself, the old star, had to have a fight!

He hadn't expected to encounter such an interesting thing before the fight started.

It was just as well...

He wanted to see just how much confidence this girl, whom Zhao Tianyang valued so highly, actually had.

However, even after hearing the discussions of so many people, the Little Girl wasn't afraid at all.

She didn't care whether he was a reserve or a regular.

She was already in a 'break the pot since it's already cracked' mindset.

Since she had already lost face, she might as well lose it big time.

She wasn't fighting alone anyway.

Worst case scenario, she'd just go home and call for backup.

She'd have her big brother come over and sweep everyone away; if he refused, she'd just cry.

Her brother had said earlier when he hit her that he'd cover for her no matter what she did!

Lin Yao even thought to herself that if her brother came once the fight really started, she might be able to openly ask him for help.

The front desk manager's body shook even more violently.

After getting confirmation from Yan Pojun, she forced a stiff smile onto her face.

"Please... please wait a moment, contestants."

She turned quickly and hurried toward the management office.

Every step was filled with a bit of panic.

She just wanted to get rid of this hot potato as quickly as possible.

Naturally, the news of such an interesting match spread throughout the entire Organization arena with extreme speed.

"Did you hear? A fierce person appeared in the rest area!"

"There's going to be an impromptu challenge match, one person against all the contestants!"

"And Zhao Tianyang is acting as her guarantor with a tenfold penalty!"

"Yan Pojun even showed up, saying he's going to teach her a lesson!"

"I heard it's a Little Girl who just graduated this year. What college? She just graduated high school!! Yes, she just awakened!!"

"Lin Yao? I remember her, isn't she a psychopath?"

"Watch your mouth. I heard someone saw the Fangs people in contact with Lin Yao in the lobby earlier. Maybe she's the next Yan Pojun!"

"No, can a psychopath pass the military physical?"

"Who cares! Damn, hurry up and grab a spot, there won't be any seats left if you're late!"

The entire arena was in an uproar.

Countless spectators flooded toward the rest area passage, wanting to witness this upcoming farce with their own eyes.

Or perhaps, a miracle.