Complete Martial Arts Attributes

"A mecha race spacecraft!"

"Why is there a mecha race spacecraft here?"

…

There was a huge uproar in the Olant Federation. The people stared at the pyramid-shaped giant spacecraft in disbelief.

The mecha race's spacecraft were unique. Normally, they were shaped like a pyramid, with the symbol of the mecha race carved on them. They were easily recognizable.

The mecha race spacecraft were known for their power. At the same level, they were much scarier.

They could escape under the supervision of this mecha spacecraft, but they would be discovered. When the universe-level spacecraft arrived, they wouldn't be able to escape.

"Now, do you still think you can run away?" Commander Nehemiah said coldly.

Everyone's expression turned ugly. They returned to their seats dejectedly.

"Look, someone wants to leave the Olant Planet," someone exclaimed suddenly.

There were many people with the same thought as them. They were either members of elite families or the higher authorities from various cities.

When they realized that the Olant Federation was in danger, they chose to escape without any hesitation.

This was understandable!

Every man for himself in times of danger.

But, they didn't know what was waiting for them in the universe.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

These spacecraft that flew out of the Olant Planet exploded instantly and turned into cosmic dust.

Silence!

The entire great hall was silent. One could even hear a feather dropping.

The higher authorities that wanted to escape felt a chill down their spine. They felt fortunate that they didn't leave. If not, this might have been their ending.

"Commander Nehemiah, what do you think we should do?" One of the members gulped. He called Nehemiah by his title.

However, the moment he spoke, everyone received a message on their wristwatch.

Their expressions changed.

The enemy was here!

Nehemiah's expression turned gloomy. He switched the image on the screen and looked at the situation in the sky above the main city.

A gigantic spacecraft floated down before hovering above their city.

Everyone lost their voices. They stared at the spacecraft in silence as if it was a sharp sword.

"Guys, there's only one choice for us," Commander Nehemiah took a deep breath and said.

"Please tell us." The crowd looked at him.

"Surrender," Commander Nehemiah paused for a few seconds before opening his mouth again.

The word expanded all his energy. After saying it, he became dispirited. He seemed to have aged tremendously.

Everyone was appalled.

First, they were shocked that the unyielding Commander Nehemiah had revealed such an expression.

Next, it was the word he said.

Surrender!

Surrendering to an Earthling was a great humiliation.

They could choose to escape and fool themselves, but they couldn't accept bowing their arrogant heads to an Earthling.

"We'll die if we don't surrender," Commander Nehemiah continued in a low voice.

"Is there any other way?" someone asked unwillingly.

Everyone remained silent. They knew the answer already.

"Wow, it's lively here." A voice broke the gloomy atmosphere.

The door was kicked open with a loud bang, and a young figure walked in.

The crowd's expressions changed. Their pupils constricted violently.

While they were still hesitating, the other party reached their doorstep. He gave them no chance to react.

Moreover, they didn't notice his arrival.

What kind of ability was this?!

They could only use 'scary' to describe him.

"Nice to meet you!" Wang Teng entered the great hall and smiled as he scanned his surroundings. He greeted the people warmly.

Everyone was stunned.

They had an illusion that this young man wasn't their enemy. Instead, he was an old friend who traveled a long way to visit them…

As if!

They looked past the young man and saw a few martial warriors dragging Heaven Lord Tu Jin and Bartlet in.

They knew that these two universe lords were heavily injured, but they were still dumbfounded when they saw their states.

The injuries were so heavy!

They only had one last breath left.

These powerful presences in the Olant Federation were beaten up so badly. It was unbelievable.

There was a hint of fear in their gazes as they looked at Wang Teng.

"Don't be nervous. I don't eat people," Wang Teng said with a smile. He walked into the great hall as if he was familiar with this place and found a seat to sit down.

Everyone was speechless.

Do you think we'll believe you!

"Mister, how may I address you?" Commander Nehemiah stood up and asked.

"Wang Teng."

"Mr. Wang Teng, what are the requirements for you to release these three universe lords?" Nehemiah looked at Tu Jin, Bartlet, and Sheng Luo and sighed.

"I spent a lot of effort to catch them. I can't let them go." Wang Teng shook his head.

Nehemiah's heart sank.

"We can discuss. If it's a money issue, we can sit down and discuss it," Nehemiah said hurriedly.

"All of you wanted to destroy Earth. This isn't a simple issue about money."

"But—"

Nehemiah wanted to speak, but Wang Teng interrupted him. He said indifferently, "Alright, I didn't come here to chat with you. I'll give you two choices—live or die. What do you choose?"

The atmosphere tensed up. Everyone held their breaths and stared at Wang Teng.

"What do we have to do if we want to live?" Someone broke the silence after some time.

"Simple. Use the money to buy your lives."

The crowd was caught between laughter and tears. This was a simple and direct method.

But many people heaved a sigh of relief.

Any problem that could be solved with money wasn't a problem. Everyone from the Olant Federation gave a confident smile.

The sun was out, and the rain had stopped. They felt alive again!

"I'm a kind fellow. Every family can just give me 500 billion UC!" Wang Teng opened his mouth lazily.

"Pfft!"

"How much?"

Some people were taking a sip of water to calm their nerves. They spat the water out in shock.

500 billion?

They couldn't even find 300 billion!

This was UC, not OFC. Even if they dug out all their assets, they could only collate 200 billion UC.

He was asking for their lives!

"No, we don't have that much money."

"Even if you kill me, I don't have so much money!"

"This isn't about money. You're asking us to die!"

…

The members of the Olant Federation shook their heads with unsightly expressions. They felt that Wang Teng was asking too much.

"Don't be impatient. Watch the performance I prepared for you guys first!" Wang Teng waved his hand.

The moment he finished speaking, the image on the screen changed, displaying the Saint Star Pagoda. It was a shot taken from the sky.

Everyone stared at Wang Teng in confusion. Why was he suddenly showing them the footage of the Saint Star Pagoda?

"Mr. Wang Teng, we know what you did to the Saint Star Pagoda. However, we really don't have 500 billion…" some of the people said contemptuously. They thought that Wang Teng was using the Saint Star Pagoda to threaten them.

Boom!

A loud explosion gave the unsuspecting crowd a scare. Flames as tall as trees shot into the air on the screen, and the Saint Star Pagoda turned into a sea of fire and ruins.

The people from the Olant Federation widened their eyes in a daze. Their pupils constricted as they stared at the scene on the screen.

The Saint Star Pagoda… was gone!

"Wang Teng!" Sheng Luo was the first to react. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he glared at Wang Teng like an injured wild beast, roaring angrily.

He destroyed the Saint Star Pagoda!

How could he?

How dare he!

The destruction of the Saint Star Pagoda came too suddenly. Sheng Luo didn't expect this, so he was caught off guard. His spirit was about to collapse.

A heaven-stage martial warrior's spirit was damaged. This proved how great the stimulation was.

He spent almost all his life building the Saint Star Pagoda. It was like his child. Yet, it was gone!

It was destroyed so easily!

Ruthless!

Wang Teng should die!

Sheng Luo was raging in his heart. His gaze turned vicious and his hatred towards Wang Teng reached its peak.

"Don't stare at me or I might kill you on impulse," Wang Teng replied indifferently.

"You!" Sheng Luo panted. He glared at Wang Teng. He had never hated someone so much.

But in the end, he lowered his head, standing at the side like a lifeless piece of wood.

"Hmph!" Wang Teng snorted.

He knew Sheng Luo's plan. He wanted to fight for the last chance of survival so that he could take revenge in the future.

Sheng Luo was definitely a brutal person!

But, Wang Teng wasn't worried. Sheng Luo would definitely die.

He could let anyone go but Sheng Luo!

Wang Teng didn't kill him because he wanted to destroy everything he cared about before killing him. This was his answer to the people on Earth!

"How is it? Is it a good show?" Wang Teng ignored Sheng Luo and smiled at the others.

Silence.

Dead silence.

There was not a peep.

The people from the Olant Federation held their breaths. Cold sweat dripped down their foreheads as they stared at Wang Teng in fear.

This was a devil!

He must be a devil!

"So, what do you think of my suggestion?" Wang Teng asked.

"Good, the suggestion is good. We have no objections," the people from the Olant Federation regained their senses and agreed hurriedly.

"I knew that everyone would agree." Wang Teng nodded in satisfaction.

The leader of martial arts, An Lan, and the others felt their lips twitching.

The people from the Olant Federation wanted to complain, but no one dared to say anything.

"I'll give you two hours. Two hours later, come here to pay your money. You can leave now," Wang Teng looked at his wristwatch and gave his ultimatum.

The people from the Olant Federation left unwillingly. They had to gather all their savings.