100: Chapter 10 I'll treat you to a beating!

Ning Yuan bent down and deftly scooped up the ornately designed dimensional bracelet from Jin Lin's possession.

A sweep with his divine sense, and a satisfied smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Tsk tsk tsk, truly worthy of being the strongest young genius of the Golden God Clan's younger generation. Your wealth is indeed abundant!"

Various rare ores, spirit herbs, and elixirs were piled up like a mountain—it was practically a mobile treasure trove!

However, what interested Ning Yuan the most was a spherical object resting in a corner of the bracelet, emitting a faint golden light and covered in profound runes.

"Oh, another Dao Guardian Husk?"

He picked it up, tossed it in his hand a few times, a flicker of amusement in his eyes.

This thing was almost identical to the one he obtained from Jin Jiao before, clearly also a treasure sealing the split soul of a Golden God Clan Emperor.

It's just a pity...

This Thunder King Pool is a supreme treasure of the human race!

The rules within it naturally suppress the power of other races.

A husk like this, sealed with an Emperor's power, simply cannot be activated here!

Otherwise, that Jin Lin earlier wouldn't have died in such a frustrating manner.

"Sigh, a useless thing. Keeping it around is just asking for trouble."

Ning Yuan sighed and casually tossed the priceless husk away, kicking it like a ball.

"Off you go!"

Since he couldn't 'slay an Emperor to prove his Dao' like last time in the ruins, keeping this thing had no benefit other than attracting the attention of those old undying bastards of the Golden God Clan.

He had no desire to be hunted by a horde of Emperors and Monarchs the moment he stepped outside.

After dealing with the spoils, Ning Yuan slowly turned around, his gaze falling upon the figure not far away who stood rigid, face frozen in shock.

Yu Wangji.

This once-arrogant number one genius of the Feather Clan now looked at Ning Yuan as if he were a primordial ferocious beast wearing human skin!

Too terrifying!

Even a freak like Jin Lin, who possessed the Golden Divine Body and peerless physical strength, had his head stomped and burst by this guy like a watermelon!

Could he... survive?

Under Ning Yuan's smiling gaze, Yu Wangji felt his hair stand on end, his throat dry, even his speech becoming somewhat stuttered.

"That... th-thank you for saving me."

No matter what, the other party had indeed saved his life.

Although, the manner of this rescue made him feel a bit... horrified.

Ning Yuan, however, wore an amiable expression, waving his hand cheerfully.

"Hey, no need to be so formal. It was just a small effort."

"However... I do have one request."

Hearing this, Yu Wangji's heart tightened.

Here it comes!

This guy definitely has ulterior motives!

But he didn't dare refuse, forcing himself to ask, "May I ask... what request do you have? If it's within my power, I will certainly..."

Before he could finish, Ning Yuan cut him off.

Ning Yuan looked at him with sincere eyes, speaking earnestly:

"Actually, it's not a big deal."

"I just want to... spar with you."

"Huh?!"

Yu Wangji was dumbfounded on the spot, almost thinking he misheard.

S-spar?!

Big brother, are you serious?!

You just blew up that Jin Lin—who beat me to a pulp without me being able to fight back—right in front of me!

With your terrifying, monstrous strength, you still need to spar with me?!

Isn't this just blatant bullying?!

"Sir... sir, you must be joking?"

Yu Wangji'scorners of the mouth twitched, trying to ease the awkwardness this way.

"With your strength, I... am truly no match."

He knew his limits.

Sparring with this guy wasn't sparring—it was asking for a beating!

Ning Yuan's expression instantly darkened.

The previously amiable smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a dangerous glint that made one's heart palpitate.

"What? You refuse?"

"Or... do you look down on me? Think I'm not worthy of sparring with you?"

As he spoke, he clenched his fist, producing a series of unsettling cracking sounds.

His eyes clearly said: If you dare say no, I'll stomp you to death just like Jin Lin!

Yu Wangji: "..."

He was mentally cursing Ning Yuan's ancestors eighteen generations back.

Madman!

This is an absolute, through-and-through madman!

This isn't sparring! This is coercion!

But, looking at Ning Yuan's increasingly dangerous gaze and his posture ready to erupt into violence at any moment.

Yu Wangji ultimately chickened out.

A wise man knows when to retreat!

Getting a beating is better than losing your life, right?

He took a deep breath, gritting his teeth as he said, "Fine! Then let's... spar!"

He secretly vowed to defend with all his might later. Even if he got beaten black and blue, he absolutely could not end up blown apart like Jin Lin!

Hearing this, Ning Yuan's face instantly cleared up, once again revealing that brilliantly bright smile.

"Haha! I knew Little Yu was a straightforward person!"

"Since you agreed, then I... won't hold back!"

As soon as the words fell!

Before Yu Wangji could even properly assume a defensive stance.

Boom!

Ning Yuan's figure shot forward like a human lightning bolt, instantly appearing right in front of him!

No probing!

No holding back!

Directly, a mighty, overwhelmingly domineering—True Dragon Fist!

Roar——!

The terrifying fist force, carrying the momentum to shatter the void, smashed viciously towards Yu Wangji's face!

"Holy shit!"

Yu Wangji only had time to let out a startled cry before he was sent flying as if hit by a high-speed train!

He tumbled several times in the air before crashing heavily onto the sea surface, sending up a huge spray!

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out. Yu Wangji felt his nasal bone was about to break, stars danced before his eyes, and his head buzzed.

Struggling to lift his head, he pointed at Ning Yuan with a face full of grief and indignation, roaring furiously:

"You... you're insane?!"

"Didn't we agree to spar?! You're going all out trying to kill me!"

Who starts a spar with such ferocity?

This was clearly aiming for murder!

Ning Yuan, however, wore an innocent, even somewhat wronged expression.

"Yeah, it is sparring."

"I haven't even used my full strength yet. How did you fall down already?"

"Little Yu, you're too fragile. That won't do, you know."

"Come on, come on, let's continue! I'll go lighter this time!"

With that, he charged forward again, giving Yu Wangji no chance to catch his breath!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A dense series of fist shadows rained down on Yu Wangji's body like a storm!

"Ah—! Stop hitting! Stop!"

"I surrender! I surrender, okay?!"

"Help! Murder!"

Yu Wangji's miserable screams echoed throughout the Sea of Thunder.

He never imagined that he, thedignified number one genius of the Feather Clan, would one day be ground into the dirt without being able to fight back!

And all under the name of sparring!

Who the hell can he even complain to about this?!

Meanwhile, Ning Yuan, while pummeling him, silently counted in his heart.

"One move... two moves... three moves..."

"Little Yu, don't blame me."

"Blame that damned brother tongzi!"

"Who told it to issue such aabnormal task?"

"Just consider it... making a contribution for my mission reward!"

"Don't worry, I'll remember your kindness!"

"At most... I'll leave you with a breath of life later!"