Shocking World War Emperor
Chapter 90: I Want You

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: I Want You

Watching Ling Chen’s indifferent demeanor, Chen Mo suddenly smiled broadly and said, "Whether we fight or not, it’s not up to you to decide."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mo moved swiftly towards Ling Chen, throwing a punch directly at his chest.

"I don’t believe you won’t fight back!"

Chen Mo thought to himself.

Isn’t Ling Chen refusing to fight him? Then he’ll just attack directly; he doesn’t believe Ling Chen won’t resist at all!

However, as his fist nearly reached Ling Chen’s chest and the force of the punch rustled Ling Chen’s robe, Ling Chen still showed no intention of fighting back.

He quickly withdrew his fist.

"Ling Chen, are you really not going to fight back?"

Chen Mo looked helpless.

This guy, could his mental fortitude be too strong? Daring to let him attack without responding?

"Please excuse my departure."

Ling Chen smiled faintly, turned around, and walked towards the room.

Of course, he did not dare to let Chen Mo attack him recklessly.

Just now, he had secretly deployed the Black Tortoise Shield, just without showing it outwardly.

Even if Chen Mo hadn’t withdrawn his hand, he could have easily neutralized it.

Hearing Ling Chen issue a dismissal, Chen Mo was dumbstruck.

Ling Chen was younger than him, at an age full of vigor; how could he resist not fighting back?

"Wait a second."

Chen Mo immediately reached out and grabbed Ling Chen’s right hand.

Ling Chen turned back, their eyes meeting.

All three of them were stunned.

"Ouch~"

Lin Xiaodu glanced at the hands they held, instantly getting goosebumps. She stomped her feet vehemently and ran towards the outside of the courtyard.

She finally realized why Ling Chen was still so cold towards her despite her initiative.

It turns out, Ling Chen doesn’t like girls!

"Damn!"

Ling Chen quickly pulled his hand away.

Hearing Lin Xiaodu’s tone, he knew she had misunderstood.

"Lin Xiaodu, listen to me, I like girls, not boys!"

Ling Chen wanted to cry but had no tears.

Sadly, Lin Xiaodu had long since run off.

"I am, too."

Chen Mo spoke up.

Ling Chen glared fiercely at Chen Mo, then like a whirlwind, rushed into the room and washed his right hand eighteen times, barely alleviating the feeling of disgust in his heart.

What the hell is this!

"Ling Chen?"

Chen Mo’s voice came from outside the door.

Ling Chen almost fainted: "Why haven’t you left yet?"

Chen Mo smiled faintly and said, "Agree to go somewhere with me, and I’ll leave."

"Just freaking leave!"

Ling Chen said irritably.

Chen Mo’s response was calm, "Ling Chen, I think you’re a bit off. Normal youth love to fight, yet you don’t care, are you a woman in disguise?"

"I am your grandpa!"

Ling Chen was really annoyed.

"Hehe! Ling Chen, come with me to a place. If you go there, I guarantee you’ll recover the fervor of youth!"

Chen Mo chuckled.

"Are you sick?"

Ling Chen yelled.

"Yeah! I am indeed sick. If you don’t agree, I’ll go out and mention our unspeakable secret."

Chen Mo smirked.

Finally, he had caught hold of Ling Chen’s weakness; how could he not exploit it?

In any case, he must fight a battle with Ling Chen.

But, before that, he must stir up Ling Chen’s fighting spirit.

"You!"

Ling Chen was almost exploding with anger.

If this guy spreads the word, he really wouldn’t be able to stay here any longer!

"Tell me, where do you want to take me? I’m telling you, I don’t like men."

Ling Chen spoke through gritted teeth.

"Don’t worry, I don’t like men either."

Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Alright, let’s go, let’s head over now!"

Saying this, Chen Mo took the lead and walked out.

Ling Chen could only follow, but he kept a distance.

"Are they really together?"

Lin Xiaodu watched them leave the True Martial Academy one after the other, feeling somewhat sour.

She hinted at Ling Chen many times; no, it was more like an explicit expression, but Ling Chen simply ignored her.

However, Chen Mo just held hands, and they were together just like that.

...

Battle Holy Hall.

This is where Chen Mo brought Ling Chen.

The two paid the entrance fee and entered the Battle Holy Hall.

As soon as they entered, a booming voice filled the air.

"Feeling pumped up?"

Chen Mo smiled.

The so-called Battle Holy Hall is actually a huge battlefield for cultivators.

At this moment, dozens of battles were taking place on the dozens of battle platforms in the arena.

The battles in the Battle Holy Hall had no rules, any means could be used, and they ended only when one party surrendered or died.

Undoubtedly, this was a true proving ground.

Those cultivators who dared to ascend the battle platform were all highly skilled and courageous.

And every cultivator who survived was extremely powerful.

"The battles in the Battle Holy Hall are divided into four levels based on the cultivators’ cultivation."

"Below the fourth level of the Spirit Sea Realm is the bronze level."

"From the fourth to the sixth level of the Spirit Sea Realm is the silver level."

"From the seventh to the ninth level, the golden level!"

"And beyond that, the Primordial Pill Realm, is the platinum level."

"At each level, each cultivator, based on consecutive victories, is classified as Fighting Practitioner, Fighter, Fighting King, or Fighting God!"

"Less than ten consecutive victories is called a Fighting Practitioner; ten or more but less than thirty consecutive victories is called a Fighter; thirty or more but less than a hundred consecutive victories is called a Fighting King; and a hundred or more consecutive victories is called a Fighting God."

Chen Mo explained.

"So what level are you?"

Ling Chen asked.

"Silver Fighter!"

Chen Mo said proudly.

He was a sixth level in the Spirit Sea Realm and had a Super Spiritual Body, the Thunder Spirit Body, making him a formidable opponent, unbeatable even by ordinary seventh-level Spirit Sea Realm cultivators. Winning ten consecutive battles was indeed an excellent achievement.

"What’s there to be proud of as a Fighter?"

Ling Chen said dismissively.

Chen Mo immediately felt indignant, "What do you know, kid? Do you think winning ten consecutive battles is easy? These so-called ten consecutive victories involve continuous fighting, hardly any breaks in between. Moreover, among every ten opponents, there is one who is a level higher!"

Ling Chen smiled and asked, "Then at which battle did you lose?"

"The twentieth battle! My opponent was already a powerful eighth-level Spirit Sea Realm!"

Chen Mo said.

"Enough, don’t make excuses for your loss. In the end, you’re just not good enough!"

Ling Chen said with a laugh.

"I’m not good enough? Hah, if you’re capable, let’s see you claim the title of Fighting King!"

Chen Mo retorted with a sneer.

"It’s just a Fighting King, no big deal!"

Ling Chen said with a slight smile.

"Stop boasting. If you can secure the title of Fighting King, I’ll take your surname!"

Chen Mo didn’t believe it at all.

Ling Chen was able to defeat Bai Wentian, who was at the peak of the sixth-level of the Spirit Sea Realm, even though he himself didn’t have any special physique, so his cultivation level was also at the later stage of the sixth-level Spirit Sea Realm.

To win the title of Fighting King, one would have to at least defeat a cultivator in the early ninth-level of the Spirit Sea Realm!

Although Ling Chen practiced high-grade Spirit Art, which ninth-level Spirit Sea Realm cultivator wouldn’t know high-grade Spirit Art?

So, Ling Chen’s high-grade Spirit Art was utterly useless.

Ling Chen gave Chen Mo a glare and said, "What good does it do me if you take my surname?"

"What do you want then?"

Chen Mo asked.

Ling Chen was about to say, "I want you to—"

"Get lost, I don’t like men!"

Chen Mo said, folding his arms in front of himself with a wary face directed at Ling Chen.