"The weakest in the entire legion..."

Repeatedly muttering these words, the corners of the legion commanders' mouths began to twitch.

After watching the match just now, if anyone still views Zhang Menglong's troops as ordinary people, they must be brain-dead. He's definitely playing the pig to eat the tiger!

Their three most useless warriors effortlessly took out the elite warriors of other legions with a single move. The damage was minor, but the insult was immense!

"I told you to go easy, why the hell did you break the guy's hand?" Zhang Menglong gave Tengduo a slap on the head.

"Legion Commander, you can't blame me. I was just too sleepy and dozed off. You know, to prevent an enemy surprise attack during our sleep, you taught us the Sleeping Arhat Fist. I couldn't control myself!"

"Hurry and wash your face, and don't do it again in the next round!"

"Yes, I'll go right away!"

...

"Sorry, sorry, everyone, please continue the match, this one's on me!" Zhang Menglong quickly signaled to continue the competition.

Although one match after another continued in the ring, everyone's attention had shifted to the other two people behind Zhang Menglong. If even a cook is this powerful, could the other two be just as strong?

After much anticipation, it was finally the turn of the warrior from the IPX-001 legion.

"What a small world," Yao Zi, not far away, showed a smug expression. He didn't expect his men would encounter the IPX-001 legion so soon.

"A Cold Front tribe warrior?" Many legion commanders showed envious expressions.

The Cold Front tribe is a famous battle race in the universe, naturally possessing strong gifts and battle awareness. In the entire cosmic civilization, their martial dao gift could even rank in the top 1000!

In the universe, races numbering in the millions aren't few, and any race able to rank in the top 1000 is truly favored by the gods.

"Yao Zi, the young guy in your legion should be close to breaking through to a Level Six Life Form, right? I can sense his gene activity is very high," another legion commander said.

"Exactly," Yao Zi proudly replied, "And he's already awakened two battle gifts!"

"Two?"

His words shocked everyone!

The Cold Front tribe ranks in the top 1000 not only for their innate potential and speed of growth but also because of the battle talents hidden in their genetic makeup. These talents are similar to martial arts techniques and can greatly enhance their combat strength.

However, these talents can't be learned but must be triggered from the hidden genes in their bloodline.

Ordinary Cold Front tribe members might awaken one gift in a lifetime, if any. Awakening two indicates a genius among geniuses, nearly guaranteeing them progression to a Level Eight Life Form!

"Hahaha, look at the warrior from the Zhang Menglong legion!" Many pointed at the IPX-001 legion's contestant.

"Hahahaha, isn't that from the Yiku Clan?"

"The Yiku Clan? Isn't that the slave race? No wonder they looked familiar; most of my estate's slaves are from that race."

"Hahaha, do they have no one in their legion to actually send someone from a slave race?"

"Don't underestimate him! He's a genius!"

Many legion commanders couldn't help but laugh. A slave race is considered the lowest in the universe. Having a Level Five Life Form emerge from a slave race is almost noteworthy.

"Don't be so quick to judge," someone immediately retorted, "Wasn't the IPX-001 legion also underestimated earlier, and didn't they surprise us all? Maybe they'll surprise us again this time."

"It's different. A lowly beast remains one regardless of training. Their bloodline limits their potential. If I'm not mistaken, a pure slave civilization has never produced a Level Six Life Form, has it?"

"Commander Zhang, I didn't expect us to meet so soon. Don't worry, I've instructed Paku to go easy." Yao Zi said loudly on purpose.

"Oh, don't worry. I've also instructed my men to hit yours a little harder," Zhang replied.

...

"Slave of the Yiku Clan, our legion commander ordered me to break your arms and legs. If you handle it yourself, I'll make it less painful for you," the Cold Front tribe warrior named Paku arrogantly declared.

"Our legion commander also instructed," Dias said, "that the boss hopes you lose in a more embarrassing way, so..."

Under the shocked gazes of many legion commanders, Dias put both his hands behind his back. "To deal with trash like you, I shouldn't even need my hands."

"Did you hear that? The warrior of slave descent said he doesn't need hands?"

"Does he hold the Cold Front tribe's elite warriors in contempt?"

"Their legion commander is arrogant; his soldier is even more so!"

...

"Then you're asking to die!" Paku wore a sinister grin, and a set of exoskeleton suddenly extended from his body, as if he was wearing a solid suit of armor. This exoskeleton armor was resistant even to Level Five martial weapons.

"Tsukuyomi!" Dias merely muttered two words, and the red magatama in his pupils began to slowly rotate.

A vast spiritual power surged from his mind, and Paku's body abruptly froze, with red magatama also appearing in his eyes, rotating slowly.

"Paku, what are you doing?" Yao Zi became anxious as Paku remained motionless, wanting to see Zhang Menglong look for a hole to hide into.

"Shut the hell up! Are you teaching me how to do my job?"

This unexpected remark from Paku stunned everyone.

This phrase actually came out of Paku's mouth, and he dared to speak to his legion commander like this!

"Paku... you... do you realize what you are saying?" Yao Zi was also astonished.

As a Level Five Life Form, having the attention of a Level Eight Life Form was fortunate. Paku, typically very respectful towards him, wouldn't usually dare to even slightly raise his voice or contradict him.

Yet now, he was being embarrassed in front of so many legion commanders!

"Of course I know what I'm saying," Paku extended his left hand and then his right, showing two middle fingers, "Slow motion with both my left and right hands, get lost!"

"Ladies and gentlemen in the audience, let me perform a song called 'Monster' for our legion commander Yao Zi!"

"Monster, ee ay ee ay ee ah~~ Could you turn off the lights..."

"Hahahahaha!"

In the universe's common aesthetic, Yao Zi's race was indeed considered quite ugly, but no one dared to mock a Level Eight Life Form's looks to their face. Yet, now his own subordinate was singing such a song in front of everyone!

All other legion commanders couldn't help but laugh quietly, making Yao Zi's face turn a visibly dark shade.

"Shameful!" Yao Zi snorted coldly, and a strong energy wave directly knocked Paku, who was hitting high notes, out of the competition area.

"IPX-001 legion's Dias is victorious!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you all felt it, right? That Yiku Clan warrior has incredible spiritual power."

"Yes, even a Level Six Life Form would find it hard to escape his mental control."

"This time Yao Zi overplayed his hand."

"Hahahaha, how embarrassing."

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