Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 296 296: Challenge? You’re Not Worthy! One Look, Su

Amidst a few exchanged words, the two left with faces of anger, tore open the space, and disappeared into the void, as if they were really going to fight.

But in reality, the head of the Combat Departnt and the head of the Creation Departnt were rely putting on an act, not actually angry or intending to fight.

They were simply saying things in advance and then leaving the choice to them, without offending either side.

The underlying ssage was to warn Su Lie whether he really wanted to challenge, even if it ant offending a Civilization Master with vast potential in the future.

Similarly, it was a reminder to Lin Ping'an that he could choose to fight or not.

All the choices were left to him to decide, and regardless of which, the head of the Creation Departnt would support him.

On the stage, Su Lie understood these hints well but had long resolved to use Lin Ping'an as a stepping stone.

Although it seed opportunistic to fight him, to achieve an invincible belief, overcoming the once number one of the sa age was a necessary hurdle.

Moreover, in his view, Lin Ping'an's number one was sowhat inflated, an opportunistic achievent under favorable circumstances.

To him, Lin Ping'an's true strength did not quite match his reputation.

Now, Su Lie's active challenge was rely to strip away the other's facade and put him back in his rightful place.

Rather than taking advantage of him, it was more about revealing the truth.

Besides, for the forr defeated under Lin Ping'an, those other talents, Su Lie wasn't entirely sure.

Considering various factors, seizing this gap and opportunity to defeat this sham Lin Ping'an and consolidate an invincible belief prematurely was also a kind of destiny.

For such an opportunity, Su Lie naturally would not give up or abandon it midway because of the dean's warnings.

Instead, the more it was, the more his emotions soared as if defying the heavens, resisting the manipulation of fate.

"Lin Ping'an, dare to fight? Lin Ping'an, dare to fight? Lin Ping'an!!! Dare? To fight!!!"

A long knife pointed as three roars challenged him, each wave louder, each montum higher.

At the sa ti, on the high platform, Lin Ping'an remained calmly composed, his eyes filled with indifference.

With his hidden true cultivation, the scene was already within the range of his spiritual power's detection and control.

Whether it was the subconscious thoughts from Su Lie's mind or the two heads hidden in the void not far away, all were within Lin Ping'an's focus.

They thought they were the challengers, the onlookers, but in truth, Lin Ping'an, the one being targeted, was the real observer.

Although it seed passionate and intense on the scene, to Lin Ping'an, it was like child's play.

Boring, laughable, even sowhat sleepy.

If placed in the sa realm as him and his opponent, a fierce battle might unfold.

But at this mont, within a year, Lin Ping'an had secretly elevated his true cultivation to the Eighth Heaven without any wasted ti.

Ti and disparity were slightly off, making the otherwise thrilling process seem like a clown parody, rely causing Lin Ping'an to laugh.

At this mont, Lin Ping'an's spiritual power swept through, taking in the expression and posture of everyone here, storing it in his heart.

Not just here, but including streets away, nearby cities, further cities, and even all the populations scattered in various regions paying attention to the live broadcast.

All of them were perceived clearly by him.

Dividing into hundreds or even thousands of consciousness bodies to handle this massive influx of information, it took only an instant to fully grasp it.

The next second, a murmuring sigh occurred.

"Seems like it's been too long since anyone saw in the light, keeping a low profile for so long, people actually take for a pig."

"Oh well, oh well! Since that's the case, let's give them a little shock."

Lin Ping'an murmured so, gently stepping forward, coldly and indifferently glancing at the person on the stage.

In the next instant.

"Boom~ Poof~ Poof~"

Su Lie seed to suffer a severe blow, kneeling hard on the ground at first, then was knocked flying as if by so inexplicable power, in a completely non-martial manner.

Simultaneously, blood burst from his mouth, his eyes rolled back, and he completely fainted in an instant.

His spiritual power also beca extrely weak, as if attacked in so way.

Upon witnessing this scene, the entire audience was dumbfounded, freshn gazing at the stage with dazed expressions, minds racing with countless chaotic thoughts.

"What just happened? Why did Talent Su suddenly fly off the stage?"

"What the heck! Can't be fake, can it? Not a rigged fight, right? Just at the critical mont, suddenly he's down!"

"Exactly! Lin Ping'an didn't even go on stage, Su Lie just called it quits! Hurting with a glance? Haha! Fooling ghosts?"

"What the Heck? Not even started fighting, and it's already over?"

"Fake! Fake! Fake! If it's not faking, I'll eat my computer desk and computer both at ho! Cleanly."

"..."

On the high platform, the principal Qin Ruguo showed expressions of shock, confusion, puzzlent, headache, and more, as if a new expression pack had been released.

Not far from him in the void, the Combat Departnt head and the Creation Departnt head, hiding to observe further developnts, also found themselves dumbfounded, staring at the scene in disbelief.

Even during this, while inadvertently stroking his beard, several strands were pulled off without feeling any pain.

Coincidence? OR! Luck?

Hurting with a glance?

Hurt with a glance?

Or was it spiritual power attack!

Absurd!

It was simply too absurd!

In general, Lin Ping'an's performance stunned all the drop-jaws on the ground.

In the live stream, many who had gathered were so of the most bewildered.

Within a few breaths, the barrage was wildly flooding the screen.

"What the heck? What just happened? Why did Su Lie Talent Su fly out?"

"What the heck! I can't make sense of this, is this the way big shots fight? Simply trembling with fear!"

"Is this the power of a single look? Or does it an Lin Ping'an is imnsely lucky, and when Su Lie killed Duanmu Qingyun, he exerted his trump card holding on forcibly, hence the sudden backlash causing blood spurt."

"..."

anwhile, Lin Ping'an coldly glanced, casually tore open space, and this ti openly did so without using the "Celestial Secret Technique" to cover anomalies.

Stepping into the void, he left behind a lightly sarcastic remark.

"Ha! Just this? It's really dull!"

Saying that, he left.

Upon witnessing this, a few breaths later, exclamations arose one after another, echoing incessantly.