Shocking World War Emperor
Chapter 280 Extortion

Chapter 280: Chapter 280 Extortion

As these words were spoken, numerous cultivators were all dumbfounded.

Unable to defeat someone, yet asking that person to admit defeat, what kind of tactic was this?

Was it a dark trick?

Even the disciples from Taiwu Academy like Jiang Wusheng were puzzled.

Ling Chen frowned, completely clueless about what this idiot was doing.

Just then, Zhang Yun’s left hand flashed with light, and a black longsword appeared, precisely the mid-grade Spiritual Weapon that belonged to Ling Chen.

"Do you want this mid-grade Spiritual Weapon back? Surrender to me!"

Zhang Yun said with a ferocious smile.

At this moment, the confused looks on the faces of the crowd were all gone.

So it turned out that Zhang Yun planned to use this mid-grade Spiritual Weapon as leverage to coerce Ling Chen into surrendering.

Indeed, a mid-grade Spiritual Weapon was incredibly precious.

Even some cultivators in the middle stage of the Primordial Pill Realm did not possess one.

Generally, only descendants of major powers were entitled to own one.

If it were them, they likely would agree without hesitation.

The outcome of one competition could not be compared to the immensely precious mid-grade Spiritual Weapon.

Ling Chen shook his head, looking at Zhang Yun with a gaze as if viewing an idiot, and laughed, "Do you have a sickness? I can defeat you and take back the mid-grade Spiritual Weapon just the same!"

For just a mere mid-grade Spiritual Weapon, he truly did not care about surrendering.

"Defeat me?"

Zhang Yun scoffed, saying, "I admit you are very fast. But do you think, which is quicker, charging in front of me or you just surrendering when I ask?"

He had already made up his mind; if Ling Chen did not surrender, then he would.

Ling Chen should not even dream of getting the mid-grade Spiritual Weapon back.

Even if Ling Chen surrenders, he will not return it to Ling Chen.

Consider it compensation for Ling Chen breaking his finger and stealing his storage ring.

Upon hearing this, Ling Chen frowned.

He did not care much about a mid-grade Spiritual Weapon.

But allowing Zhang Yun to leave the field alive was not what he wanted.

Zhang Yun had killed Chen Yichen, and Ling Chen had no intention of letting him live.

Indeed, if he immediately surrendered, he might truly not be able to kill Zhang Yun!

"Additionally, when I say surrender, it’s not just you, but the entire True Martial Academy must surrender! Don’t play any tricks with me, otherwise, you can forget about getting this mid-grade Spiritual Weapon back."

Seeing Ling Chen silent, Zhang Yun became even more smug.

"Wow, today has truly been an eye-opener!"

"Yes indeed, could the competition between these geniuses play out like this?"

"I’m really intoxicated, I’ve never seen such shameless behavior!"

...

Multiple cultivators scoffed at Zhang Yun.

Facing everyone’s disdainful looks, Zhang Yun was not ashamed but rather took pride in it, enjoying the feeling of control!

At this moment, everyone’s gazes also converged on Ling Chen, waiting for his decision.

Soon, Ling Chen had made up his mind.

"I can represent True Martial Academy and surrender. But how can I be sure that you will indeed return the mid-grade Spiritual Weapon to me?"

Ling Chen looked towards Zhang Yun.

Hearing Ling Chen caving in, a look of helplessness appeared on the faces of the crowd.

Even the majority of the Palace Masters and the esteemed figures like Ye Fan and Chi Shen on the main Observation Platform felt somewhat disappointed.

Ling Chen’s talent in Spirit Art was not bad, but his perspective was too narrow.

A single mid-grade Spiritual Weapon was able to influence the outcome of a contest—Ling Chen was indeed very short-sighted.

Seeing Ling Chen agree, Zhang Yun became even more arrogant: "What if you are stronger than me? You still have to obediently surrender to me!"

After the mockery, he continued, "Rest assured, as long as you surrender, I will immediately return the mid-grade Spiritual Weapon to you!"

"I don’t trust you!"

Ling Chen shook his head: "We are too far apart, if you go back on your word later, I cannot do anything to you!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yun hesitated a bit.

Given the current distance between the two of them, even if Ling Chen burst forth with all his might, he might not be able to reach him instantly.

If they were closer, given Ling Chen’s speed rushing over, he feared that he might not be able to deal with Ling Chen.

"Don’t worry, I can withdraw my Spiritual Power."

Ling Chen spoke.

"Good!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yun then nodded in agreement.

If Ling Chen did not use Spiritual Power, even if his speed was fast, Zhang Yun would have enough time to react.

Moreover, he possessed a mid-grade Spiritual Weapon, which was completely capable of handling the situation.

Ling Chen retracted his Spiritual Power, and controlled two Flying Knives with his Divine Soul Telekinesis, supporting him to stand in the sky.

"Now, can you come closer to me?"

Ling Chen said with a smile.

"Sure."

Soon, Zhang Yun moved closer to Ling Chen, stopping when they were about thirty feet apart.

Three lines of Spiritual Power Defense formed in front of him.

He feared Ling Chen would launch a sneak attack on him.

Without using Spiritual Power, Ling Chen’s telekinesis was only at the level of the Solid Realm, and absolutely incapable of breaking through his Spiritual Power Defense.

Furthermore, didn’t he also have a mid-grade Spiritual Weapon for protection?

"Thirty feet should be enough!"

Ling Chen thought to himself.

He said to Zhang Yun, "I can admit defeat, but when I do, will you also throw my mid-grade Spiritual Weapon over to me? How about it?"

"Sure."

Zhang Yun nodded in response.

"I admit..."

As soon as the two words were uttered, the smugness on Zhang Yun’s face intensified.

However, the third word "defeat" had not yet come out.

Two waves of Divine Soul Telekinesis surged from the Heavenly Spirit, attacking Zhang Yun across from him.

Zhang Yun also immediately felt this Divine Soul fluctuation.

"I admit defeat!"

Zhang Yun shouted immediately.

Since Ling Chen dared to attack him, it was clear he had no intention of admitting defeat.

Thus, there was no need for him to risk his life.

Ling Chen’s Divine Soul Telekinesis, merely being of the Solid Realm, could definitely not break his defense.

"You will never get this mid-grade Spiritual Weapon back!"

Zhang Yun said coldly.

He did not expect Ling Chen to be untrustworthy.

"Really?"

A hint of murderous intent flashed through Ling Chen’s eyes as he slightly curled his lip.

Divine Soul Telekinesis was extremely fast; the first wave reached Zhang Yun in an instant, then turned from solid to void, directly passing through Zhang Yun’s Spiritual Power Defense and into his Sea of Consciousness, attacking his Divine Soul directly.

"Boom!"

Zhang Yun felt as if a thunderous noise exploded in his Sea of Consciousness, and then, he was thrown into a state of dizziness.

The Spiritual Power around his body instantly lost control and completely dissipated into the air.

At that moment, the second wave of Divine Soul Telekinesis had also arrived.

Instantly condensing into a Telekinesis Dagger, it then slashed across Zhang Yun’s neck.

This wave of Divine Soul Telekinesis was in the Solid Realm state.

"Spurt!"

A fountain of blood shot up into the sky, reaching a height of about sixty feet.

A fine head also flew into the heavens.

Watching this eerie scene, everyone was dead silent.

The previously arrogant Zhang Yun was abruptly slain in an instant.

And moreover, his death was inexplicably bizarre.

Ling Chen clearly did not employ any special methods; how could Zhang Yun have been decapitated?

"Divine Thought Master?!"

On the Observation Platform, ten powerful figures stood up, uttering incredulous exclamations.

From such a distance, ordinary Cultivators might not notice.

But they were all super-powerful beings at least in the sixth layer of the Primordial Pill Realm!

How could they not sense it?