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BANG!

The moment Liang Qi finished speaking, the countless illusions suddenly dissipated once more.

This was because a strange wave of Spiritual Power, with Gao Neng at its center, swept directly toward those illusory clones, grinding them all into dust.

"!!!" Liang Qi was stunned.

"!!!" The reporters who were about to run out were also stunned.

’What kind of technique is this?!’

’How could he instantly break Wu Qingjing’s Illusion Technique?’

"Looks like two... aren’t quite enough to beat Teacher Wu!" Of course, Gao Neng wasn’t about to tell Liang Qi and the reporters that besides creating Illusion Realms, his Four Symbols Cyan Dragon attribute could also break them.

If this ability had any flaw...

It would be how much money it consumed.

Creating an Illusion Realm cost a minimum of one million.

And breaking one...

Was even more damn expensive!

From the start of the fight until now, Gao Neng had already used his Illusion Technique on Wu Qingjing five times in a row, and he had used it three times on Luna and Uncle Bai as well.

That was eight million gone, just like that!

Add the one he just broke, and over ten million was gone!

It was a super pay-to-win move...

However, Gao Neng truly didn’t care.

He had fifty billion. If ten-odd million was gone, it was gone. Was he supposed to feel sad, upset, or reluctant over such a tiny amount of money?

Bullshit!

When you could easily earn five million a month, would you care about spending a thousand for a moment of satisfaction?

Gao Neng didn’t care at all.

Because in the future, he would only get richer and richer.

Fifty billion?

That was just a month’s worth of pocket money for him.

If he wanted, one hundred billion, two hundred billion... even a trillion, all he had to do was ask, and it would arrive in his account within a day.

"It’s so lonely when you have more money than you can spend," Gao Neng pursed his lips again. He truly had no concept of money anymore.

Because he was just too rich.

But being rich was one thing; he wouldn’t deliberately waste it.

’I’ve already spent over ten million...’

’That’s about enough.’

’Even if I’m loaded, I shouldn’t be spending it on fighting Wu Qingjing.’

’When I get to the battlefield, spending money to fight the alien races—that’s the proper way.’

BANG!

Because Gao Neng was no longer stacking Illusion Techniques on Wu Qingjing and the others, a Tier Eight gene weapon surrounding Wu Qingjing was instantly sent flying back by a palm strike.

Wu Qingjing was the first to break free from the Illusion Realm.

Next were Luna and Uncle Bai. They both broke free instantly as well and immediately engaged the Tier Eight gene weapons that were attacking them.

"Gao Neng!!! Show yourself!" Wu Qingjing roared, looking like a madman. He was already having trouble telling if he had truly escaped the Illusion Realm.

In fact, it wasn’t just him; Luna and Uncle Bai were also in a daze.

After all, the feeling of just breaking free only to fall back in, and then breaking free again right away, was truly immense torture for one’s Spiritual Power.

"Gao Neng, you brat, where are you!"

"Director Gao!"

Luna and Uncle Bai shouted as well.

Gao Neng didn’t answer.

Because Wu Qingjing, Luna, and Uncle Bai quickly spotted him.

Although the three of them didn’t know if they had truly escaped the Illusion Realm, they still instinctively charged over the moment they saw Gao Neng.

"Gao Neng, get down!"

"Brat, I swear I’ll knock you out!"

"Director Gao, my hand has been forced!"

The three of them attacked at the same time.

They all rushed toward Gao Neng.

In front of Gao Neng, there was now only one gene weapon, which had just been knocked to the ground by Wu Qingjing. The other three were beside Wu Qingjing and the others.

"Oh no, it looks like Speaker Wu and the others have recovered!"

"Councillor Gao, run!"

"Councillor Gao!!!"

The reporters were frantic.

They all knew that Gao Neng’s true strength was no match for Wu Qingjing and the other two.

"Gao Neng, get out of the way!" Fang Tangtang had also raised her Electromagnetic Cannon by now, preparing to buy Gao Neng some time to dodge.

But Gao Neng, standing his ground, didn’t move.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t move.

It was that he had never intended to move at all.

The Four Symbols attribute, the Cyan Dragon Illusion Technique, was indeed one of the methods he relied on to fight his enemies, but it wasn’t his only one.

"If four aren’t enough to handle you, then how about eight?!" Gao Neng’s gaze sharpened, and four more Tier Eight Late Stage gene weapons appeared before him.

"KILL!" the four gene weapons roared.

They raised their hands in unison.

In each gene weapon’s hand, a newly developed Electric Saber appeared.

Most importantly, those Electric Sabers were covered in a layer of seemingly tangible blue light. That was... a laser!

"Three Slashes in One!"

"Three Slashes in One!"

"..."

The four gene weapons struck with their sabers in unison.

The entire world seemed to be filled with nothing but blue light.

"What?!" Although Wu Qingjing’s mind was still a bit hazy, he could still vaguely recall the familiar move before him.

Of course, what shocked him now wasn’t the move itself, but the blue light covering the sabers.

’That fucking looks like...’

’A laser!’

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

"..."

A series of slicing sounds rang out.

Four terrifying saber marks appeared in the hall of the Federation Government building.

Each mark cut deep into the ground, and the incisions were incredibly smooth, as if sliced open by a machine.

White steam and the smell of burning filled the hall.

Wu Qingjing, Luna, and Uncle Bai stared blankly at the gashes on the hall floor.

No matter how disoriented they were, they now knew for certain that they had truly escaped from the Illusion Realm Gao Neng had created.

"You..." Wu Qingjing looked up at Gao Neng, then at the four gene weapons standing before him, his eyes filled with terror. "Eigh... Eight of them?!"

"Teacher, Madam Lu, Uncle Bai, you’ve lost!" Gao Neng didn’t answer Wu Qingjing’s question. Instead, he walked straight toward the entrance of the hall.

The reporters in front of him scrambled to get out of his way.

"I... lost?" Wu Qingjing’s expression changed. He didn’t want to admit it, but as he looked at his surroundings, his heart trembled.

Yes!

He, a Tier Nine powerhouse, along with two Tier Eight Late Stage experts, Luna and Uncle Bai—three against one—and they still couldn’t take down Gao Neng immediately. In truth, they had already lost long ago.

Luna and Uncle Bai also clenched their fists.

They had never imagined they would be unable to stop Gao Neng, and they certainly never thought the two of them would lose to him.

But the fact was, they had truly lost.

If Gao Neng had been their enemy, they would already be dead.

"Tangtang, let’s go!" As Gao Neng’s voice fell, he swept Fang Tangtang up in one arm. Then, with a leap, a massive Flying Earth Dragon appeared beneath his feet.

The Flying Earth Dragon spread its wings.

WHOOSH!

It shot straight out of the hall.

"Gao Neng, don’t go! Your real purpose right now isn’t to fight! Be rational, Gao Neng!!!" Wu Qingjing grit his teeth and charged forward again.

"That’s right, Gao Neng! Even if we can’t stop you, you still won’t be able to leave!" Hearing this, Luna immediately rushed out as well.

"..." Uncle Bai said nothing.

But he understood the determination of Wu Qingjing and Luna—or rather, the determination of the Alliance.

Gao Neng was too important.

Under no circumstances could they let Gao Neng go to the battlefield.

"Tangtang, let’s fly over," Gao Neng said, standing with Fang Tangtang on the Flying Earth Dragon’s back, his gaze fixed on the sun above.

"Okay," Fang Tangtang nodded.

"Gao Neng, don’t force my hand! You really can’t go!" Seeing that Gao Neng was about to leave, Wu Qingjing grit his teeth and was forced to attack once more.

But the moment he attacked...

Countless dark shadows appeared above his head.

Two, four, eight, sixteen...