One person: Activate the talisman, behold my Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!

'Detected a bad feeling and unease among the crowd, emotion value +30, +20, +30...'

As the two drew near, Zhang Chulan stepped out with his left leg, pulled in his stomach, threw a punch, and his facial features contorted in a ferocious expression.

"Ye Xing, prepare to die!"

Ye Xing walked towards him, raising his palm.

"Zhang Chulan, I'm going to kill you."

As he spoke, Zhang Chulan's fist "touched" Ye Xing's face.

Zhang Chulan gestured with his lip, and Ye Xing immediately fell to the ground in an exaggerated manner, then shouted, "Zhang Chulan is so powerful, I am no match for you."

As he spoke, he tilted his head and pretended to faint.

The entire room was eerily quiet when Feng Baobao suddenly started patting Xu Si and speaking.

"Xu Si, look! I told you my acting skills are superb! Look at Ye Xing, he acts exactly like me! Absolutely no problem!"

The sound wasn't loud, but in the training ground at that moment, it was extremely penetrating, reaching everyone's ears clearly.

The already oppressive atmosphere became even heavier.

Xu Si's hand holding the cigarette trembled violently, and he quickly threw the cigarette away to cover Feng Baobao's mouth.

Xu San covered his face helplessly, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Zhang Chulan, standing in the center of the arena, felt a chill run down his spine. He shakily raised his right hand, looked at Rong Shan on the sidelines, and stammered out his name.

"Um...referee, he's passed out, does that mean...does that mean I won?"

'Detected extreme anger, rage, and murderous intent in the audience, triggering a 70% critical hit rate, emotion value +70, +20, +80...'

System notifications rang in Ye Xing's mind, flooding the screen, and his emotional value began to surge wildly.

Rong Shan stood on the sidelines, his face so dark it looked like it was about to drip water.

His chest heaved violently, his teeth clenched so tightly they rattled, and he barely suppressed the urge to slap them both to death, forcing out a few words through gritted teeth.

"The winner of the Luo Tian Grand Tournament Finals... is Zhang Chulan!"

The moment the results were announced, Rongshan pointed at the two people on the field and started cursing.

"Fuck you! You two bastards, prepare to die!"

Rongshan jumped off the stands, rolled up his sleeves, and charged toward the two men.

This completely ignited the entire audience.

The entire training ground erupted in cheers.

"Kill those two shameless bastards!"

"Give me my money back! Give me back what I expected!"

"Nobody can stop me today, I'm going to tear this shameless bastard to pieces!"

.....

Most of the superhumans in the stands completely lost control, their eyes red, howling as they tumbled off the stands from all directions.

The crowd surged forward, instantly surrounding the two people in the center of the venue.

Ye Xing got up at this moment, and Zhang Chulan nervously hid behind Ye Xing.

The few hot-tempered men at the front had already channeled their true energy, and several attacks were launched directly at the two men.

Zhang Chulan panicked now, grabbing Ye Xing's arm tightly as he lay on the ground and shouting in a hoarse voice.

"Brother Ye! Think of something quick, we're trapped!"

Ye Xing grabbed Zhang Chulan's shoulder.

"Don't panic, I'm here for you."

The voice just fell.

Chicken Talisman, activate!

An invisible psychic force instantly enveloped Zhang Chulan, pulling his body against gravity, and the two of them floated up.

"Boom boom boom—!"

The attacks from the several supernatural beings all missed their target, striking the spot where the two had just stood and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Everyone looked up at the same time.

Ye Xing held Zhang Chulan in one hand, and the two of them floated steadily in the air.

This left all the enraged supernatural beings below dumbfounded.

Some people, disbelieving in superstition, channeled their inner energy and launched various spells directly into the sky.

But the two of them didn't even touch the hem of their clothes.

'Shock, curiosity, and disbelief have been detected among the crowd. Emotional value +50, +40, +30...'

Lu Jin, who was watching the excitement from the stands, changed his expression when he saw Ye Xing take Zhang Chulan and fly directly into the sky.

"This kid... he can actually fly?"

The old celestial master also looked at the two black dots in the sky with some surprise.

The World Society over there.

Feng Zhenghao pushed up his glasses, stared at Ye Xing in mid-air, and muttered to himself.

"Unparalleled strength, lightning-fast movements, explosive fire magic, and now he's added the ability to fly... Young Master Ye's methods are truly unfathomable."

Wang Ai, one of the Ten Elders, gripped his black cane tightly, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

"People with telekinesis are few and far between in the entire circle. This kid has a big secret."

Lu Ci, standing to the side, just watched with a sinister look, without saying a word.

at this time.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ye Xingle blossomed high in the sky.

He held Zhang Chulan in one hand and opened the system panel in mid-air with the other.

In the "emotional value" column, the number is jumping wildly at a visible speed, and has long since broken through the 10,000 mark.

【Emotional Value: 14110/10000】

"Hahaha, we made a killing! This match-fixing was totally worth it!"

Ye Xing couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zhang Chulan, who was being held in someone's arms, glanced down at his feet.

The people below became very small, and the wind whistled in their ears.

Zhang Chulan's legs went weak, and he clung tightly to Ye Xing, his voice trembling.

"Brother... dear brother, what are you laughing at? I'm afraid of heights! Can't we get out of here right now? Those people down there are still cursing!"

'Zhang Chulan has shown fear and tension; emotion value +50.'

Ye Xing was in a great mood.

"What's the rush? Let them watch a little longer. It's a free show, so why not take advantage of it? Just hang in there for a few more minutes, it'll be over soon."

As he spoke, Ye Xing focused his attention on the system panel and issued instructions in his mind.

"System, consume 10,000 emotion points to draw a talisman!"

'Ding! Successfully consumed 10,000 emotion points, starting the draw...'

A few seconds later, a flash of light appeared, and an octagonal stone with a rat pattern engraved on it appeared in the system space.

'Congratulations, host, you have obtained the Rat Talisman.'

'Rat Talisman: Transforms stillness into movement. The holder can imbue stationary objects with kinetic energy; only inanimate objects can be imbued with this power.'

Upon seeing the description of the Rat Talisman, Ye Xing felt a surge of excitement.

This is a great thing; with it, you'll never have to worry about not having friends again.

As she was thinking about what kind of friends to make, the emotional alerts in her mind gradually faded away.

After venting their frustrations, the audience below realized they were powerless against the two figures in the sky and gradually calmed down.

The winner of this grand Taoist ritual is already decided, so there's no point in making a fuss anymore.

The old celestial master on the platform waved his hand, signaling Rongshan to maintain order.

Although Rong Shan was furious, he still had to obey orders and began to evacuate the strange people in the area.

Filled with resentment and unwillingness, the crowd gradually dispersed towards the exit.

Soon after, Ye Xing glanced at the system panel and saw that the rise in his emotional value had completely stopped, finally stabilizing at 5310 points. This match had directly earned him over 10,000 emotional points, making it a resounding success.

Seeing that most of the people below had left, Ye Xing called out to Zhang Chulan.

"Alright, that's a wrap."

Zhang Chulan breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Xing activated the chicken talisman, his figure drawing an arc in mid-air, carrying Zhang Chulan straight towards a forest.

Night falls.

In the small courtyard where the Old Celestial Master lived on the back of Longhu Mountain.

In the center of the courtyard stood a stone table, where Ye Xing sat casually on a stone bench, holding a cup of tea and sipping it slowly.

Xu San and Xu Si sat opposite each other.

Zhang Chulan is currently whispering with the Old Master inside the house.

Xu Si exhaled a smoke ring, crossed his legs, and looked at Ye Xing.

"Ye Xing, your aerial maneuver this afternoon amazed everyone. You can also use telekinesis?"

Ye Xing put down his teacup and waved his hand dismissively.

"Haha, I know a little bit, it's nothing to brag about."