Published: February 8, 2025
Some were overestimating themselves. This was the thought of everyone, even Ye Zhongming, who felt grateful yet thought the same way.
A level seven opponent required extreme caution even from Ye Zhongming himself. Little Tiger's attempt to challenge someone two levels higher had a very low chance of success. If he had known Little Tiger would do this, Ye Zhongming might have found a way to stop him, but now that Little Tiger was already in the challenge, cut off from the outside world, Ye Zhongming could not intervene.
Everything depended on him now.
Suddenly, Ye Zhongming realized something. Since he had left and returned, he had not changed his perception of these people; he still viewed them as immature, believing they could not thrive without him.
However, in the six months he had been away, those he had trained had actually grown. They could now stand against organizations like the zero commerce association and Radiant World Army on their own. They had developed their own ways of acting.
Perhaps, relentless assistance was not necessarily a good thing.
With the conclusion of this matter, should he let them go out and act independently?
Finally, someone began to challenge Little Tiger after weighing the options.
The people of Cloud Summit watched quietly, silently cheering for their companion.
Little Tiger was very excited, extremely so. He felt that he was now the center of Cloud Summit, with everyone anticipating his victory; he felt great, truly great.
Excitement could give a person extraordinary strength, and Little Tiger was such a person. He temporarily put aside his Crystal Energy Magic Bullet Gun, relying solely on his Horse-Slaying Blade to spar with his opponent. His personality combined with the fury slayer profession made him almost unstoppable in battle.
His opponent was strong; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to challenge him. However, he underestimated Little Tiger's crazy personality. In front of a Little Tiger performing at his peak, he failed and was cut in half by the Horse-Slaying Blade from head to toe.
Amidst the fountain of his opponent's blood, Little Tiger let out a long howl, like a madman.
This momentum made many people hesitate.
Humans might be temporarily frightened by Little Tiger, but the sea beasts would not. A level six sea beast appeared.
Just as Little Tiger swung his blade at his opponent, Mo Ye suddenly tugged at Ye Zhongming's clothes from behind.
"Someone wants to see you."
Mo Ye whispered, and when Ye Zhongming turned to look, he saw a man in a dishdashah smiling at him.
Ye Zhongming turned back, not wanting to pay him any attention.
The dishdashah, the kind of white Arab robe known to many, is a traditional attire in many countries of Central and West Asia. Ye Zhongming recognized that this man was an envoy from the West Asia Alliance, representing a coalition of several countries, whose strength ranked among the top five in Asia today.
But Ye Zhongming still didn't want to acknowledge him. After today, those who survived would likely return to their respective countries to struggle for survival and evolution. Everyone would be separated, and with the sky gradually occupied by flying mutated life forms in the future, meeting across half a continent would be nearly impossible. Given this, there was no need to waste time.
Moreover, Little Tiger's safety was the most important thing.
Seeing that Ye Zhongming showed no intention of acknowledging him, the handsome West Asian man with a well-groomed beard took out something and handed it to a follower on the outskirts of Cloud Summit, instructing them to deliver it to Ye Zhongming.
Ye Zhongming, already very displeased at being interrupted again, suddenly narrowed his pupils upon seeing the object. He waved his hand, signaling for his subordinates to let the West Asian man in.
"Hello, esteemed friend." The West Asian man placed his arm against his chest, bowing slightly to Ye Zhongming.
Ye Zhongming glanced at the blue crystal on the man's forehead, which represented a five-star evolver, and returned the gesture.