Ser el patriarca del Dao en el multiverso

Capítulo 578

From her vantage point, she could clearly see every corner of the plaza. She had just witnessed it clearly: Ma Yunteng had actually kicked a Golden Core stage major flying with a single kick.

At first, she felt that Ma Yunteng was just a greenhorn, but at this moment, she felt that Ma Yunteng's strength was definitely among the top ten in the Heaven Group.

"Holy crap, is this even a newbie?"

"This...this...this must be a joke."

"Major Liu, a Golden Core cultivator, was defeated just like that? Impossible, I must be seeing things."

The crowd immediately began to discuss the incident with unease, as Ma Yunteng's kick had shocked everyone.

Minister Zhang, who was standing in front of the crowd, couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he saw this scene.

As it turns out, he made the right choice in hiring people.

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up!"

Minister Zhang looked at them, who were standing there dumbfounded, and shouted loudly. Then those people turned their gaze away from Ma Yunteng and immediately started gesturing with their opponents.

About ten minutes later.

The round of 100 to 50 is now completely over.

The victors beam with joy, while the losers hang their heads in dejection.

Next came the round of 50 to 25, which took about half an hour to determine the winner.

The round of elimination, from 25 to 10, was exceptionally brutal.

Everyone gave it their all. The fights grew longer and longer because the gap between them narrowed as the fight progressed.

After all, this training camp only had ten finalists, and it took nearly an hour to complete the selection process from twenty-five to ten.

Without exception, all opponents who drew Ma Yunteng were instantly defeated by him.

In most fights, it takes at least a few moves to determine a winner, but Ma Yunteng's situation is different from everyone else's.

Regardless of their opponent's strength, he kicked them all away with a single, clean kick, securing his place among the final ten.

"The winner stays here to prepare for the next training session, while the losers can go back now."

Minister Zhang glanced at everyone and said calmly, "Those who are injured can stay here to recover. Once they have recovered, they may leave on their own."

"I refuse to accept this!"

Of the ninety who failed, one suddenly shouted loudly.

This person was none other than Li Xiang.

Logically, he should have made it into the final ten, but after several rounds of drawing lots, he didn't draw Ma Yunteng. He was defeated by a lieutenant colonel from another special forces team, who believed he could defeat Ma Yunteng.

Not only him, but many of those who failed also disagreed with Ma Yunteng.

"I'm not convinced either! Why should a newcomer win? This kind of selection is too random; he's just very lucky!"

“That’s right! If I were to face him, I could defeat him in one move!” one of them shouted menacingly, pointing directly at Ma Yunteng.

"Hmph! If even these greenhorns can win, I'm quitting the Heavenly Group!"

"He thinks he deserves to be in the final ten? This is an unfair selection! We're all not satisfied!" The crowd suddenly erupted.

They can accept their own failure, but they cannot accept that Ma Yunteng, a newcomer, will be the final winner.

At this moment, all those who made it to the final ten were colonels or generals. These people had studied in the Heavenly Group for many years and were qualified to be the final winners. However, Ma Yunteng, a newcomer, was also among this group.

This situation seems particularly abrupt to anyone.

"This..." The managers of the Heavenly Group frowned speechlessly upon seeing the crowd's indignation. In fact, what those people said was not wrong. This kind of random fighting had too much of a luck factor, which was hard to convince the public.

“Minister, how about… letting those who are dissatisfied challenge the final ten?” A subordinate walked up to Minister Zhang and suggested.

"Alright!" Minister Zhang said with a smile.

"Alright! Now, the losers will challenge the final ten! You can choose any opponent you like. If you win this fight, you can also join the final ten!"

Upon hearing this, almost half of the losing side took a step forward and stared directly at Ma Yunteng!

Their goal was very clear: to find Ma Yunteng for a fight!

“You guys… sigh!” Minister Zhang shook his head. He really didn’t want the Heavenly Group to be full of injured and disabled soldiers.

"A bunch of idiots..." Bingxin, sitting high up, gave a bitter laugh. In her opinion, Ma Yunteng was definitely the strongest among the final ten. She believed that, apart from herself, no one in the Heavenly Group could rival Ma Yunteng. But these idiots actually attributed Ma Yunteng's victory entirely to good luck...

Ma Yunteng glanced at the crowd and chuckled lightly, "You can all come at me together!"

"Are you crazy?" Minister Zhang looked at him with a wry smile. Damn it, even if you're a great fighter, you can't be so hasty. One against dozens? Right now, there are at least fifty people who are not convinced, and these people are elites from various special forces teams. Can you be any more arrogant?

"They're all trash anyway," Ma Yunteng said casually. "Come on, let's all come together!"

As he spoke, Ma Yunteng walked directly toward the group of people, his pace neither fast nor slow, appearing almost as if he were taking a stroll.

"Arrogant!" Li Xiang couldn't help but roar. This was simply a challenge to the authority of them, the veteran team members.

"Damn it, I can take you down by myself!"

"Haha, the younger generation is truly formidable!"

"Holy crap! We could each punch him into mincemeat, and he actually wants us to attack him all at once!"