Chapter 81 Fucarus
Navelette, however, seemed to have expected this.
He put down his water glass, looked at that corner, and spoke calmly.
"Since you're awake, come out."
There's no need to hide.
The words had barely left his mouth.
The space rippled outwards like waves on water.
A tall, slender figure slowly walked out from there.
It was a woman.
She had long, light purple hair that cascaded down her back.
She wore a rather strange, tight-fitting battle suit that accentuated her stunning curves without appearing vulgar.
Her skin was unnaturally pale, as if she had never seen the sun.
What's most striking is her eyes.
Those were eyes as deep and unfathomable as an abyss, seemingly devoid of any emotion, containing only endless emptiness and an ultimate pursuit of martial arts.
Fukalos.
This is what people call "Silker".
The moment she appeared, the air around her seemed to freeze.
It was a sense of oppression from a fundamental level of life.
Even though she didn't release any aura, everyone present, except for Vilette, felt a strange chill.
Qian Renxue subconsciously tried to summon her martial soul, but found that her soul power seemed to be frozen and its circulation was sluggish.
This is... the strong?
A storm raged in Qian Renxue's heart.
Who is this woman?
I've never heard of this person on the mainland!
Fukalos's gaze swept across the entire room.
Finally, it settled on Villette.
She crossed her arms, looking somewhat languid, with a slightly hoarse voice as if she had just woken up.
"It's too noisy outside."
"The barrier around the secluded training ground you gave me is vibrating and buzzing."
"What happened?"
Her tone was casual.
There was absolutely no restraint he would have shown when facing a "supreme judge".
It was as if the two were just old friends who had known each other for a long time.
Navelette pointed to the sky above.
"It's nothing serious."
Fukalos looked in the direction he was pointing.
At that moment, the sky was still replaying Tang San's angry and distorted face.
She glanced at it briefly before looking away.
His eyes were full of disinterest.
"Too weak."
Just two short words.
But like a verdict, it sealed the fate of this chosen one.
"With that level of strength, he's not even qualified to be my sparring partner."
"Is it really worth all this trouble?"
Fukaros walked to the table and, without any ceremony, picked up an untouched pastry and put it in her mouth.
"It tastes good."
She made a comment, then looked at Funina.
"Funinna..."
Funina quickly wiped the cream from the corner of her mouth, sat up straight, and tried to put on a majestic demeanor.
"Cough cough."
"I am Frinina, Queen of the waters, the lands, the peoples, and the laws..."
"..."
Before she could even finish reading that long list of titles...
Fukaros nodded.
"Hmm, quite cute."
"More energetic than I expected."
"..."
Fu Ningna's words caught in her throat, and her pretty face instantly turned bright red.
cute?
Is this a word used to describe deities?
Gu Yuena, standing to the side, looked at Fukalos with undiminished wariness in her eyes.
"Who are you?"
"I sense an aura in you that doesn't belong to this world."
"There's also a... disgusting smell."
That was the aura of the abyss.
As a native divine beast of the Douluo Continent, Gu Yuena has an instinctive aversion to this kind of otherworldly power.
Fukaros turned to look at Gu Yuena.
A flicker of emotion finally appeared in those lifeless eyes.
"dragon?"
"The bloodline is still relatively pure."
"Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and his strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be."
She didn't answer Gu Yuena's question, but instead started commenting on it herself.
"As for who I am..."
Fukaros looked at Navelette, as if asking if she should introduce herself.
Navelette nodded slightly.
"She is Fukalos."
"She had already arrived long before this celebration."
"I just don't like noise, so I've been living in seclusion in the mezzanine space I created."
At this point, Navelette looked at Qian Renxue and Gu Yuena.
"They are also a strong contender for the top four spots on this list."
These words were spoken.
Qian Renxue was completely numb.
Another one?
Is this Lord Navelette's true strength?
Anyone you randomly pick is someone who could easily overpower Tang San.
Tang San was still furious about being ranked fifth.
If he knew that any random group of people sitting on this viewing platform could easily beat him up, he would be a piece of cake.
I wonder if he'll be so angry that his martial spirit will shatter on the spot.
Fukalos didn't care about this.
She walked to the railing and looked down at the brightly lit city of Tianshui and the dark sea in the distance.
The sea breeze ruffled her long hair.
"Navilette".
"You created this list for more than just watching the show, didn't you?"
"That so-called fifth place has two kinds of divine power about him that I don't like."
"If it's inconvenient for you to sell it yourself, I can help you get rid of it."
Her tone was very flat.
It's as simple as saying "I'll take out your trash."
Killing two inheritors of the gods seemed to be no big deal to her.
Navelette shook her head.
"No need."
"Trials require following proper procedures."
"The higher he climbs, the harder he falls."
"This is the greatest punishment for him."
Navelette stood up and walked to Fucarus's side.
The two stood side by side.
Outside Tiandou City, at the Shrek military camp.
Tang San stared intently at the glaring "Fifth Place" on the sky.
The trident of Poseidon hummed in his hand, its golden light flickering, revealing the extreme turmoil within its master.
He refused.
On what grounds?
Tang San has lived two lives, possesses a hundred ways to use hidden weapons, and has twin martial souls. He is also favored by two great god kings at the same time.
Throughout his journey, he has faced challenges of higher levels with ease, and his strategies for outmaneuvering his opponents have never failed him.
How come this so-called "power ranking" puts him in fifth place?
This is an insult.
Yu Xiaogang stood aside, looking at his disciple's gloomy face, feeling extremely anxious.
But he knew he couldn't afford to panic at this moment.
He is a master.
He is a wise man whose theories are unmatched.
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, stepped forward, and patted Tang San's stiff back.
"The mistress."
"Stay calm."
"Rankings are just a formality; the rewards are what really matter."
"You are the chosen one of the two gods, so the reward for fifth place will definitely not be bad."
"It might even be more valuable than the top four combined."
Upon hearing this, the bloodshot in Tang San's eyes faded slightly.
good.
The teacher is right.
Ultimately, this world is about strength.
As long as the reward is generous enough, what does it matter if you're ranked last?
Once he has digested the reward and his strength has greatly increased, he will directly storm Tianshui City, trample that Navelette underfoot, and let the world see who is the real number one!
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