1530 The Brick’s Charm! (1) Wang Teng vs Malthus! Our hero was surprised upon noticing his name on the light sphere. Malthus = Parkers’ warrior no. 3! Wang Teng did hope he would meet a warrior from the Parkers family, but he didn’t expect his wish to be fulfilled. Honestly, he felt that the chances of him facing Strachey or Landon were bigger. Well, this proved that his luck was good! The young earthling got up and took to the skies without looking at Strachey. Strachey’s expression turned ugly; the ominous feeling was back. He wished Malthus would admit defeat immediately, or else… But, no matter the result, it would be an unacceptable humiliation to the Parkers family. Damn this Wang Teng! Strachey had never felt so frustrated. He hoped that he could meet Wang Teng soon. He had to take revenge and kill their nemesis personally, even if it meant exerting all his strength or using that thing. As for Malthus, he was dazed. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead; his entire body tensed up. He was having a mental breakdown. Why did my thoughts come true? He just thought about Wang Teng, and he really ended up meeting him. I’m dead! He wanted to give up the match immediately since his life was more important. However, he was at the same time unwilling to forgo the greatest opportunity in his life. In the end, he gritted his teeth and dashed to the sky. One move! I’ll just make one move! He would display his ability using his most powerful attack and admit defeat right after. Wang Teng would be unable to kill him if he gave up fast enough. Malthus quickly reached the arena and stared at Wang Teng. He didn’t dare get too close. Being a member of the Parkers family, he never expected to be fearful of someone. “Why are your eyes bloodshot?” said his opponent. Malthus saw Wang Teng’s mocking smile, which made him feel a chill shoot up his spine, all the way to his head. A few seconds later, he got angry at his own cowardice. “That’s none of your business,” he spurted. Wang Teng didn’t know what to say. He made so much sense he didn’t know how to refute. The atmosphere turned eerily silent. “Oh my god, the Parkers family is so unlucky. Give them some slack. Don’t have them meet Wang Teng again and again!” “They met during the elimination round, and now they met in the arena. I suspect that the Seven Stellar Academies are favoring Wang Teng.” “Pfft… you have a wild imagination.” “Why would the academies show favor to a student who hasn’t been admitted yet?” “That’s impossible. Even if Wang Teng is indeed admitted, they wouldn’t make such a low move.” “That means that the Parkers family is just unlucky.” “Will he punch Malthus to death?” “I don’t… think so. There was Glades before him; he’ll probably admit defeat if he can’t win.” “Please bless Malthus. I hope he doesn’t die a terrible death.” … The audience on the live chat platform observed a moment of silence for Malthus’ sake. They didn’t understand how his luck was so bad he got to meet Wang Teng again. Has he been forsaken by the goddess of fortune? Is she allowing him to be reborn again? “Start!” said the voice coming out of the light sphere. Boom! Malthus turned serious. Blue flames erupted around him, twirling round his body and forming flame patterns on his skin. Wang Teng was familiar with that flame. It was the Ocean Whale Flame! This one was unlike Glades’ Scorching Beast Flame. The fellow held a battle blade with terrifying blue flames burning around. Fire surged as he slashed forth. “Die!” Malthus’ expression turned hideous. No one knew how he suppressed the fear in his heart, or if his hatred for Wang Teng helped him overcome his fear. Boom! The blade glow cut through the sky and soared towards Wang Teng. At the same time, Malthus was getting ready to admit defeat. On the other side, Wang Teng was staring directly at the blade glow, already guessing what Malthus planned to do. The corner of his lips formed an evil smile. Boom! Without warning, he took a step forward and threw a punch. Constellation water Force gathered to form a frightening virtual fist around his hand. There was an azure power instilled within, making the fist glow denser. The virtual fist collided with the blade glow looming above his head. A loud explosion was heard. The blue flame and the fist crashed into each other. Both paused in midair, unable to move further. Wang Teng took the opportunity and dashed towards his opponent, leaving a trail of lingering shadows. Fast! Malthus’ pupils shrank. His heart pounded furiously; he was ready to admit defeat. But, before he could speak—a purple bolt suddenly shot towards him, at a much faster speed than Wang Teng himself. Malthus wanted to evade but there was no time. It merely took a blink; the purple lightning bolt slammed onto his face. Bang! A dull thud echoed in the sky. Malthus fell backwards uncontrollably. The words about to come out of his mouth turned into a cry of agony. Which part of your face hurts the most if it gets hit?