Chapter 535: Dragons Won’t Look at Ants on an Equal Footing

The water of Lake Geneva suddenly closed up, and the splashing waves once again gave the spectators near the lakeshore a free rain.

Ao Jiu walked off the stage without looking back, leaving a group of stunned Westerners on the ground.

"boring."

He returned to his seat and said to Huo Qinghuang.

Huo Qinghuang squinted at him and asked, "Why didn't you kill him?"

"Have you ever seen a dragon look at ants at eye level?"

Ao Jiu said calmly.

"They are not ordinary ants."

Huo Qinghuang snorted and laughed: "Not only do they sting, they also bite."

"So what?"

Ao Jiu was still nonchalant, "Ants are ants after all. Even if they evolve, they are only born in a day and die in a night. They can't last long."

As the two talked, it seemed as if those opponents who were once called "the world's top psychics" were just a few insignificant bugs.

If these words were to get out, it would probably cause the complete collapse of the supernatural organizations in many countries.

"That's true."

Huo Qinghuang looked at him with an air of superiority, "It seems that your rebirth was not in vain. Not only did you complete your tail, but you also gained a lot of insights into life. Congratulations!"

"you!"

Ao Jiu was so angry that he flicked his sleeves and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

This woman always keeps talking about him, what is her intention?

Doesn't she feel ashamed?!

He sat aside angrily, and as he got more and more angry, he seemed to be thinking about something and his eyes became a little vague.

Huo Qinghuang's eyes were always on the ring, and she didn't care about Ao Jiu's thoughts at all.

The first day of competition ended with a complete defeat for the Western camp.

In the global live broadcast room, netizens from Longguo were having a great time as if it was New Year's Day.

[Hahaha! Huo Qinghuang and Ao Jiu are so amazing. They swept across Europe and America just by themselves. They really made us proud! ]

[What Ao Jiu, didn't you hear what the Sea God said? We are the Ninth Prince of the Dragon Clan, and we will all call you His Royal Highness from now on. Did you hear me? ]

[Hahaha, hello, Your Highness, can you look at me? I am your long-lost princess! ]

[Bah! If you were the Crown Princess, then I would be the Queen! ]

The barrage of comments was flooded with comments from netizens from Longguo. Even if one or two foreigners came in, they would be almost autistic because of the ridicule from netizens from Longguo.

They come in anger and leave doubting their lives.

…

Huo Qinghuang and the other person knew nothing about what happened in the live broadcast room.

But even if I knew, I wouldn't care.

On the way back to the hotel, Huo Lingchuan was so excited that he danced with joy: "It's so satisfying! Didn't you see the expressions of those Westerners? They looked like they had seen a ghost!"

"Don't you feel anything at all?"

Huo Qinghuang looked at him speechlessly.

"What do you feel?"

Huo Lingchuan looked confused.

"You are too useless."

Huo Qinghuang shook his head, suddenly stopped, and sighed: "Someone is following us."

Ao Jiu's eyes flashed with gold: "Three."

"Let's talk about it when we get back to the hotel."

The three of them pretended nothing had happened and continued on their way.

But a nearly invisible golden-red spark quietly popped out from Huo Qinghuang's fingertips, and the spark drifted away with the wind and disappeared into the night.

After returning to the hotel room, Ao Jiu immediately set up a soundproofing barrier.

Huo Qinghuang walked to the window, looked at Lake Geneva in the night, and suddenly reached out to grab outside the window.

A miniature phoenix made of flames flew in from the window, landed in her palm, and turned into a dancing flame.

Three figures in black tactical uniforms emerged from the flames.

They were lurking in the building opposite the hotel, monitoring this area with various instruments.

“I’m really being watched.”

Huo Lingchuan widened his glasses.

Ao Jiu narrowed his eyes: "Do you want to deal with it?"

“No hurry.”

Huo Qinghuang shook her head. "Let them watch. I want to see who is behind these people."

She took out the golden silkworm Gu King from the bamboo basket and spoke a few words to it softly.

The Golden Silkworm Gu King flapped its wings and flew up, transforming into an almost invisible golden light and flew out through the window gap.

"Let it explore the way."

Huo Qinghuang explained, "I always feel that there is some big conspiracy behind this competition."

The night in Geneva is quiet and profound.

The lake was shimmering, reflecting the lights of the city, and there was a faint chill in the air.

On such a quiet night, an invisible battle is quietly unfolding.

Members of Country E's special forces "Night Owl" shuttled through the shadows like ghosts.

They wore the latest developed "psychic shielding suits" with the highest level of exorcism runes sewn into the lining, which were said to be able to avoid detection by all people with special abilities.

"The target has returned to the hotel and his vital signs are stable."

A soldier wearing thermal imaging glasses reported in a low voice.

The instrument in his hand was facing the five-star hotel on the other side of the lake. The water droplets condensed on the window glass appeared as a strange blue halo on the screen.

Karl Hoffman, head of the MI6 Special Operations Group, narrowed his eyes and looked at the data curve jumping on the tablet: "The energy peak of that man named Ao Jiu has exceeded the upper limit of our instrument today."

"Sir, this is impossible."

The technician wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Our quantum resonance detector can capture energy fluctuations at the level of a nuclear explosion..."

"Send the data back to London."

Hoffman interrupted him, "The Prime Minister needs to know what kind of monster we are facing."

In the conference room of the Prime Minister's residence of Country E, a projector projects a three-dimensional image of the Geneva stadium onto a long table.

Prime Minister Wilson's finger passed over the footage of Ao Jiu's game, and the moment when the lake closed up like a living thing was played repeatedly.

"Gentlemen, we are in trouble."

Wilson's voice echoed in the anti-eavesdropping conference room, "The immortal cultivators of Dragon Country are ten times more powerful than expected."

Defense Minister Richard tapped the table and said, "According to the original plan, the Japanese and Siamese players will go first tomorrow to consume their physical strength. On the third day, our 'God Slayer' will go on stage."

"I'm afraid it won't be enough."

MI6 Director Morris called up a set of data.

"According to calculations, the Dragon countryman named Ao Jiu has energy equivalent to ten tactical nuclear bombs.

This is still a rough estimate.

And that Huo Qinghuang, her flame temperature exceeds the surface of the sun."

The conference room fell into dead silence.

Wilson suddenly laughed: "Everyone, don't forget our real purpose."

He pressed the remote control and the screen switched to the surveillance footage inside the hotel, where Ao Jiu and the other two were walking into the elevator.

"We don't need to defeat them, we just need to... collect samples."

"good."

The Minister of Defense sneered: "Although they are powerful, we are not vegetarians. As long as the plan is executed properly, they will still not escape our control."

The Prime Minister spoke slowly: "You all know the purpose of this competition, right?"

Everyone nodded.

They formulated four key points for this plan.