All-field Godly Wish System

The people watching the live broadcast widened their eyes. They had thought of a thousand ways to kill the fire beast, but they had never thought that they would be killed by the hand grenade...    

"It's over?"    

"What happened?"    

"What's that Bruiser?" asked Wang Yao.    

The audience below the stage stared with their eyes wide open. Tian Fengliu, on the other hand, froze on the spot. He was completely stunned.    

He could already feel that his Fire Beast had died!    

Yang Ling played with another grenade in his hand and sneered, "How about it? Do you want to give it a shot too?"    

"Ah!"    

Tian Fengliu's body trembled. When he saw the evil smile on the Human Race's face, he fell to his knees and broke out in cold sweat.    

"Ding! You have shattered Tian Fengliu's wish of not having his Fire Beast die. Attribute Point + 1."    

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"    

A woman below the stage shouted. It was Tian Fengliu's mother, who was still alive.    

The referee also recovered at this time and hurriedly shouted, "Tian Fengliu admits defeat! Su Qianmo wins this round!"    

The entire audience was in an uproar. Was this an explosive talisman? How could it be so powerful! Where was the Human Race martial artist that they had promised? This was a complete scam!    

The people watching the live broadcast were all laughing out loud. Ling, this great cultivator, actually used a grenade, this was too awesome!    

Reasonably speaking, this was super awesome!    

"Ding, detected that you used human technology weapons to defeat the elites of the Heavenly Clan in the live broadcast, giving the other party a strong response. System determined that you have dominated a small domain, Wish Value + 100. Ding, detected that you used human technology weapons to defeat the elites of the Heavenly Clan in the live broadcast, giving the other party a strong response. System determined that you have dominated a small domain, Wish Value + 100."    

"Consider yourself lucky."    

Yang Ling sneered and hung the grenade on his waist. He clapped his hands and said: "It's done. Let's get off the stage."    

Yun Xialei smiled and shook her head. She followed Yang Ling down the stage, leaving Su Qianmo alone in the wind.    

"What kind of existence did I summon?"    

The martial arts competition continued, but everyone was no longer concerned about the outcome of the battle. The eyes of the people of the Tian Family were all focused on Yang Ling, who was talking to Yun Xialei in the corner.    

This Human Race was too detestable. A map cannon! Not only that, they had even used the weapons of the human race to defeat the elites of their race! They had become the common enemy of the public!    

Sensing the malicious intent in the surroundings, Yang Ling didn't care at all. He had already planned to rob the treasury of the Heavenly Clan. This wasn't the first time he had done such a thing. Reputation wasn't important at all.    

In addition, he was trying to establish his prestige. He wanted to let the Heavenly Clan know that humans weren't to be trifled with. If there were any interactions in the future, he would let them think twice before doing anything.    

Soon, the next round came again. This time, Yun Xialei did not go up the stage at all, and her opponent was a Transcending Stage Minor Expert of the Heavenly Clan. However, it wasn't Summoner.    

With Yang Ling's strength, he knew that he was at an absolute disadvantage in front of the battle. He didn't say a word and was about to attack.    

However, Yang Ling was faster. He threw out two grenades...    

The warriors of the Tian Family were very fast, and the density of their muscles and bones was also very high. He actually took two grenades and jumped into the air, wanting to beat Yang Ling in one go with a hungry tiger pouncing on food.    

Cheers rang out from the audience, but unfortunately... Yang Ling threw another grenade directly at the man's face, exploding in the air and rising to the sky in an instant.    

The man was covered in wounds and blood. Although he was still alive, he had lost half of his life and admitted defeat on the spot.    

Now, the focus of the audience was on how many Bruiser was hiding on this human...    

In the next two rounds, if the opponent didn't want to be blown up, he would admit defeat. In the fourth round, Yang Ling looked at his opponent curiously.    

This person was a young man, a rare fat man in the Tian family. His waist was covered with all kinds of talismans, and there were over a hundred of them.    

As soon as this person went up the stage, cheers sounded from below the stage!    

Fatty Fu had stepped onto the stage. This time, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage in terms of explosive items!    

One had to admit that a portion of the bloodline of the Human Race belonged to the Tian Yi Clan, and they had inherited the skills of the Human Race. In the past, they had retreated into the secret realm of Falling Sky Valley together with the Fox and the Wolf Clan. There was also a small portion of the Human Race that included talisman masters. This skill had been lost in the outside world, but it was still preserved here.    

Yang Ling looked at the fat man with interest. The fat man seemed to be curious about Yang Ling's Bruiser. He said with a smile, "Brother of the Human Race, we are all craftsmen. How about I exchange a talisman for one Bruiser?"    

"Oh?"    

Yang Ling smiled and said, "May I ask if you are the one who drew these talismans?"    

"Yes."    

The fat man laughed and said, "My family has been a Charm Master for generations. It is not difficult to draw some basic charms."    

Yang Ling's eyes lit up when he heard this. He had long wanted to study the Dao of Talismans. With the precision of modern technology, he could make a specialized talisman drawing machine, and 100% accuracy would not be a problem.    

If humans mastered this skill, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.    

The eyes of the big bosses watching the live broadcast also lit up. They thought of the same thing as Yang Ling.    

After a moment of silence, Yang Ling said with a faint smile, " Let's decide the winner first, and then we can talk about the exchange later. How about it?"    

Fatty nodded and his expression became serious. Following the judge's order, the competition officially began.    

Everyone was looking forward to Fatty Fu throwing out a large number of explosive talismans to blow this Human Race away. Fatty Fu had indeed taken out two talismans and was about to throw them out, but just as he made a move, Yang Ling's figure suddenly disappeared from where he stood.    

In the next moment, he had already appeared behind Fatty Fu and patted his shoulder gently.    

"You lost."    

Fatty Fu turned his head with difficulty. When he saw Yang Ling's smiling face, he instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva.    

"F * ck!"    

The audience was dumbfounded. This Human Race, this Human Race...    

Their speed was so fast!    

The Heavenly Clan had always been confident in their speed, but no one could clearly see how Yang Ling moved!    

The King of Wei Country on the grandstand suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice, "With such speed, I'm afraid this person has already reached the peak of Exuvia!"    

The peak of Exuvia!    

The audience burst into an uproar once again. This Human Race was actually at the peak of Exuvia!    

Wouldn't that be on the same level as the generals in the capital?    

The audience's originally furious gazes instantly became respectful.    

The Heavenly Clan revered the strong, and the strength of a peak Exuvia was enough to make them feel reverence from the bottom of their hearts!    

"Ding! You have shattered the Heavenly Clan's audience's wish that you are not a strong person, Attribute Point + 1."    

Many people looked enviously at Su Qianmo, who was in a daze on the stage. This impoverished noble girl had really turned the tables!    

On the stage, fatty Fu looked at Yang Ling in fear for a moment. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "I admit defeat."    

"The competition has ended. Su Qianmo wins!"    

The referee looked at Su Qianmo enviously and even nodded at her in a friendly manner.    

Su Qianmo came back to her senses. She looked at the referee and then looked at the countless envious and jealous gazes on the stage. Her face was full of smiles and her entire person could be said to be refreshed like a spring breeze!    

This was strength. Strength determined fate!    

It is time for me, Su Qianmo, to turn the tables!