Chapter 873: Ling Zhan VS Jonathan! That's It?
Jonathan stepped directly onto the stage.
The commotion drew the attention of the nearby training Mohr Legion members, who curiously gathered around at the sight of Jonathan's aggressive demeanor.
Everyone loves to watch a good spectacle.
And the native Mohr Fortress legion members were no exception.
Seeing the situation escalate, General Li Xuerou couldn't help but feel helpless.
Ever since Li Chaoge mentioned Ling Zhan to her—
She had thoroughly investigated him.
So she knew Ling Zhan was far from simple.
His track record was simply too dazzling.
Undefeated!!
Truly undefeated from beginning to now!
Starting from the entrance exams—
To university—
To various competitions—
To frontline battlefields—
All the way to now—
His most dangerous moment had been back when he was only in his twenties, facing the level-100 Dark Empress.
That was probably the closest he'd ever come to death.
Since then, he'd broken through despair and hopeless odds time and time again.
Now—
Li Xuerou had even called Dragon Kingdom high command to ask about his performance in the Demon-Slaying Trial.
After hearing the results, she wasn't surprised anymore.
She understood that if Ling Zhan dared to lead 2,000 into a Ten Thousand Demons fortress, he definitely had his own means and confidence.
At present—
Li Xuerou walked over to the top special ops squad and looked at Captain David, just about to speak—
But the dark, short David simply raised his hand and calmly said, "General Li, don't worry. I've told Jonathan not to go too hard. At most, he'll just give this arrogant non-specialist a harsh lesson. He won't kill or make him drop levels."
"It'll help him realize his own shortcomings."
"Otherwise, recklessly leading troops into the fortresses ruled by Ten Thousand Demons Sovereigns is just suicide."
As David finished—
Li Xuerou could only laugh bitterly.
What kind of nonsense was this?
She had come to tell this special ops squad not to meddle!
Otherwise, they'd be the ones who suffered!
Now, seeing David's self-important demeanor, Li Xuerou no longer felt like stopping it.
David wanted Ling Zhan to recognize his limits.
But Li Xuerou thought it was the perfect chance for this special ops team to understand what kind of monster they were dealing with.
"Forget it. Let's watch."
Even she now looked toward the stage with anticipation.
Beneath the stage—
Whispers spread.
The Mohr Fortress legion members were naturally very familiar with the top special ops team.
David, Jonathan, and the others were quite popular there.
After all, these top warriors often took time to guide them.
Because of this—
When they saw someone actually challenging these elites—
They were all convinced Ling Zhan was going to lose.
"No need to watch, Jonathan will win for sure!"
"Who is that? So gutsy to get on the stage? Not afraid of getting beat up?"
"I think he's that Demon-Slaying Legion chief instructor!"
"Huh? A non-specialist? Ling Zhan? He actually stopped at our place today?"
"You didn't know?"
"Nope, I was in the training grounds all day."
"Enough, just watch this guy get pounded by Jonathan!"
"..."
While the Mohr members joked—
The Demon-Slaying Legion members were ready to study.
Study what?
Of course—how Instructor Ling handles the Dragon War God!
Watching his battle would surely teach them plenty.
"Are you sure you don't want to enter the Plains Battlefield!?"
A staff member from the training grounds—pulled in to referee—asked cautiously.
Forget the non-specialist—
But this Dragon War God was a level 190+ powerhouse!
If they went all-out, without using the Plains Battlefield Secret Realm, Mohr Fortress itself might be destroyed!
Especially since this would be internal damage.
If he revealed his true dragon form, that thing could blot out the sky.
A single step might trigger a level-50 mega-earthquake. (In this world of Professionals, even natural disasters are scaled up. A magnitude 12 quake from Ling Zhan's previous life would barely count as a "tremor" here.)
"No need! I'll finish this in just a few moves."
Jonathan waved confidently, calm and assured.
To deal with a mere non-specialist, why would he need full power?
One punch should knock him out.
Hmm...
Better control his strength though. If he exploded the guy's head with one punch, he'd get punished.
"Instructor Ling, and you?"
Ling Zhan replied coldly, "No objections."
"Alright..."
The referee quickly jumped off the stage, shouting from below:
"Both sides ready! Countdown from three!"
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
"Start!"
As soon as the words fell—
Boom!!
A soft explosion.
A small crater appeared beneath Jonathan's feet.
And his figure vanished, darting a hundred meters away like a ghost!
Without even using a skill, his terrifying speed matched a teleport ability!
The stage was large—
Five hundred meters across.
The distance between them—two hundred meters.
Jonathan closed that in an instant!
Everyone only saw a blur—
Then he was right in front of Ling Zhan, raising a massive fist covered in black dragon scales.
"Kneel before me!"
With his dragon bloodline activated, Jonathan's arrogance surged.
As he punched, he shouted wildly.
"It's over."
David closed his eyes.
One punch, end of story.
But in the next instant—
He didn't hear the sound of a body being smashed.
Instead, he heard...
"Aaaagh!!"
Jonathan's scream—filled with disbelief!
Woah!!
The entire crowd gasped in shock!
"Huh?"
David, confused, opened his eyes.
And what he saw stunned him completely!!
On the stage—
Jonathan, who had just approached Ling Zhan, had now stumbled back. Veins bulged on his grotesque face, and he was clutching his right shoulder with his left hand.
Scorching dragon blood spilled across the ground.
Looking again—
Jonathan's severed arm lay quietly nearby.
And the one responsible? Ling Zhan now looked up calmly, staring at the pale, one-armed Jonathan. His cold words echoed through the arena—
"That's it?"