Chapter 532: Former Opponent! Resentment!
"Xu Jingming's ninth-round opponent is out. It's Du Lang."
"It's actually him. Now this is worth watching."
"Now this is an opponent whose strength actually matches Xu Jingming's."
"..."
In the VIP hall, many of the powerful experts had also seen Xu Jingming's match list and began whispering among themselves.
Among the 100,000 contestants who advanced to the second stage of the Peak Tournament in the Global Genius Exchange Competition, there were a total of 34 S-rank ability awakeners.
Among these 34 ability awakeners, the lowest-ranked ones—like Sakuragi Rin—were only around upper fifth-tier.
But most S-ranks were at lower sixth-tier, and there were even several S-ranks at mid sixth-tier.
This Tom Du Lang, among this whole group of S-rank ability users, his strength was already upper-middle.
His true combat power was even somewhat stronger than that seventh-tier Grandmaster Xu Jingming had once arrested in Myanmar.
And now that the competition had reached this stage, Xu Jingming had finally welcomed his first opponent whose strength was truly comparable.
"Du Lang?" Su Qingli's delicate brows furrowed slightly.
With Du Lang's strength, he absolutely could have competed for a spot in the top 16, and even had a chance to enter the top 8.
But unexpectedly, they were now meeting in a match fighting for a spot in the top 32.
"Qingli, this Du Lang seems to be the student of that opponent you faced in the last Genius Tournament."
Hearing Ling Shuang said softly from the side.
Today she wore a flowing red long dress, showing off her elegant figure to the fullest.
"My former opponent? America's Borg?" Su Qingli murmured thoughtfully.
In the last Genius Tournament, her strongest opponent had been America's Jamie Borg.
"That's right."
Ling Shuang nodded with a smile. "He only broke through to upper eighth-tier recently, and this Du Lang is the student he has carefully trained.
Even before the Genius Tournament began, this Borg had already let it be known.
He said that if Du Lang were matched against Xu Jingming, the one to win would definitely be his student."
"Is that so? I haven't really paid much attention to that."
Since becoming the master of Lei Ting Wu Guan, Su Qingli spent every day either training or handling official duties.
Most information only reached her after being processed by her assistant Liu Wei.
For worthless news like this, Liu Wei naturally wouldn't pass it along.
"Still, he's got quite the nerve—afraid the wind might catch his tongue and snap it off?"
Su Qingli snorted lightly.
Although Xu Jingming's rate of improvement was too fast, and she herself no longer knew his maximum strength.
But saying he would fail to enter the top 4 was still possible—for S-rank ability users like Borg.
They were destined not to be Xu Jingming's match.
"Whether his nerve is big or not, we'll only know after they've fought."
A voice tinged with faint amusement rang out, and a white man in a black suit appeared in Su Qingli's line of sight.
This white man was tall and big—his height was at least over two meters!
The muscles of his chest bulged slightly as he stood there.
He was like a black bear, radiating an invisible pressure.
He was the Jamie Borg Ling Shuang had mentioned—the runner-up of the last Genius Tournament.
He possessed the Enhancement-type S-rank ability 'Thorn Berserker Bear,' and had only just recently advanced to upper eighth-tier.
"Su Qingli, five years and you are still as arrogant as ever."
Borg's eyes, brimming with pressure, looked over as he replied in fluent Great Xia language.
"You, an eighth-tier Grand Grandmaster, and me, a ninth-tier Law Saint—should I not be arrogant?"
Su Qingli replied expressionlessly, very coldly.
"You—!"
Borg's eyes bulged. He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but found he simply couldn't come up with a reason to retort with.
In five years, he had advanced from mid sixth-tier to upper eighth-tier.
His rate of advancement was already fast enough!
But before Su Qingli, who had used only two years to advance from upper sixth-tier to ninth-tier Law Saint, it really wasn't worth looking at!
More crucially, Su Qingli was right—he, an eighth-tier Grand Grandmaster.
Did indeed stand a head shorter than Su Qingli, this ninth-tier Law Saint.
"A ninth-tier ability user is all—in three or four years I can break through too!"
Snorting coldly, Borg decisively changed the subject and said with ill-concealed glee:
"I've heard that your student Xu Jingming seems to have a rather big trouble on his hands, hasn't he?"
"Killing the direct bloodline of a ninth-tier Wu Sheng—quite the bold move."
Borg put on a look of exaggerated wonder and continued:
"And now he's about to face trial by your Great Xia National Council."
"If they really go by your laws, who knows, your student might actually get sentenced to a few years in prison."
"Too bad your student wasn't born in our freer America."
"Otherwise, with his SS-rank ability alone, killing the offspring of a ninth-tier Wu Sheng wouldn't be any matter at all!"
"As for how Xu Jingming will be handled, you needn't concern yourself. We will deal with it properly on our own."
Su Qingli said blandly.
According to the laws of Great Xia, ability-users who kill others do indeed face punishment.
But Xu Jingming is an SS-rank ability awakener, and Wang Mang was in the wrong first.
Based on her understanding of the National Council, there shouldn't be any especially harsh punishment.
"In that case, I'll just wait and see how your National Council handles it tonight."
"Also, in the match later, Xu Jingming is going to lose for sure — just wait and watch him go play the resurrection bracket!"
After dropping that harsh line, Borg only turned and left, fully satisfied.
In the last Prodigy Tournament, he himself had lost to Su Qingli.
But in this Prodigy Tournament, his student was bound to defeat Su Qingli's student!
"Borg seems to hold quite a grudge against Su Qingli — he came all the way here just to throw out threats."
"No grudge would be strange! In the last Prodigy Tournament, he was an ability-user on the Warrior path.
The whole match he was led by the nose by Su Qingli, who walks the Elementalist path — one after another, long-range lightning-type spells blasted wildly.
By the time the grand finals ended, he hadn't been able to touch a single hair on Su Qingli's head — how could he not hold a grudge?"
"True enough. Now Su Qingli has already reached Ninth Order, and Borg's strength will most likely never catch up to hers.
Unable to win himself, he can only place his hopes on his own disciple."
"..."
The many powerhouses all began discussing in low voices.
Once an Elementalist gets closed in on by a Warrior, the scene is usually quite miserable.
But on the flip side, if the Warrior can't even get close to the Elementalist, then it's just being toyed with like a dog the whole match.
And in the last Prodigy Tournament, Su Qingli — Blue Star's number one prodigy — was precisely such an Elementalist whose strength could be called terrifying.
"Speaking of which, Xu Jingming joined Lei Ting Wu Guan mainly because of Su Qingli's SS-rank Spirit Refining Art."
"Now that he's finally met an opponent of comparable strength, he should use his Elementalist methods too."
Quite a few powerhouses were looking forward to it.
Su Qingli, however, didn't even spare Borg another glance, and returned her gaze to the arena below.
A Sixth Order lower-tier S-rank wanting to defeat Xu Jingming — that's a bit too naive.
End of Chapter
