Chapter 32: War God Path Progress Bar

"Thanks for letting me win."

Ding Ling clasped his hands toward Juyi.

Juyi’s face was ashen, full of unwillingness and defiance.

"What’s wrong?"

Pan Feng stood on the high platform, looking at Juyi below the ring:

"Juyi, do you still want to compete?"

"Indeed."

Juyi was indeed straightforward:

"I wasn’t prepared just now! This time, I’ll definitely win."

Hiss!

The whole arena erupted in boos.

Some girls were booing the loudest!

And without exception, these girls were players!

Juyi was annoyed and angry by the boos, especially seeing women at the arena, he became furious, thinking that once the competition was over, he must properly discipline the gatekeeper! How dare they let some women into the camp!

If women were dressed as soldiers, it wouldn’t be too much.

But these women were heavily made up, which was truly eye-catching. Defeated, Juyi noticed this scene and was naturally enraged.

On the contrary, Pan Feng was happy and didn’t bother with these minor details. After all, the arena wasn’t a solemn and serious place, and public participation was not a problem.

"Then let’s go again."

Ding Ling didn’t hear the relevant alert sound, couldn’t help but check the character panel.

There was no progress bar for the Path of the War God.

He couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

Seeing Juyi still wanting to compete, he simply went along with it.

"Alright."

Without waiting for Pan Feng to speak, Juyi jumped onto the arena stage again, holding a crossbow in one hand and a spear in the other, his aura skyrocketing, Evil Qi rising fiercely:

"Ding Ling, you’re even stronger than I imagined. This time I won’t show mercy."

Ding Ling smiled without saying a word, disinclined to provoke him.

Juyi understood Ding Ling’s smile, his face becoming increasingly unsightly. Without more words, he let out a loud shout, fully activating the First Assault Secret Technique, turning the spear in his hand into a bolt of lightning, aimed at Ding Ling’s neck and heart.

Ding Ling already understood Juyi’s spear and crossbow techniques!

Prepared.

The halberd in his hand sometimes transformed into a fierce single-bladed vertical slash, battlefield aura overflowing, intimidating a region;

At other times it turned into a Dragon-Caging Staff, each strike and sweep carrying a majestic wind!

Sometimes it became a giant axe seemingly capable of splitting heaven and earth, one swing and the world seemed to tear apart!

This time.

It’s only within ten moves.

Juyi was struck on the arm by the Celestial Spirit Axe Technique, cried out in pain, the spear fell to the ground, and before he could use the crossbow arrow, the halberd with a very clever move rose, hooking, right on Juyi’s other arm.

Bam!

Juyi cried out in pain again, the crossbow in his hand fell to the ground too.

"Thanks for letting me win."

Ding Ling clasped his hands and said.

"...!"

Juyi was speechless, his face alternating between green and white, seemingly unable to face Ding Ling anymore, he turned quickly, jumped off the stage, and hurried away.

He didn’t even want the weapons left on the stage.

"In this battle. Ding Ling wins!"

Cheng Huan couldn’t wait to jump on stage and announce the results.

All at once.

Cheers like thunder.

Of course, there were more discussions and arguments:

"I can’t believe that the renowned, famous, War God-like presence of Juyi actually lost! This is too unbelievable. You have to know that Ding Ling is a newcomer!"

"Yes. Before, I also thought he was sure to lose. Didn’t expect he’d win so cleanly and decisively. If he hadn’t held back, Juyi might have already died on the stage! Such combat power is terrifying. How did he train?!"

...

Previous doubters were incredulous.

And those sure of Ding Ling, who bet on Ding Ling winning, were in ecstatic joy:

"I knew Ding Ling, a person ranked number one on the comprehensive ranking list, would win! After all, he’s one of the first among us players. If he lost to Juyi, how could he face Lü Bu, Zhao Zilong, and others?!"

"Exactly. Ranked number one among tens of billions of humans, that’s quite remarkable! Ding Ling, being from the Hidden Clan, winning is quite normal!"

...

The skeptics couldn’t help but counterattack the supporters.

But the supporters had a sentence that left the skeptics speechless: "You bet on Juyi losing, we bet on Ding Ling winning, the facts are in front of us, do you still dare to argue with us here?"

The skeptics were completely defeated!

...

[Achievement Medal: You’ve earned Juyi’s respect!]

[Note: Juyi is proud in nature, only respecting strong individuals, looking down on the weak and inappropriate conduct! He disdains forming cliques or debates! An honest, brave person!

Without a doubt, confronting him twice directly! Winning fairly, openly!

You thoroughly impressed him!

Leaving him embarrassed, ashamed!

In the future, if he encounters you, he will likely choose to avoid you!

Because you didn’t injure his vital parts or severely damage his arms, he feels both grateful and ashamed! Therefore, he holds great respect for you!]

Ding Ling glanced at the character panel.

Somewhat surprised to have received another Achievement Medal.

He originally thought after getting the Achievement Medal for [winning the recognition of all Generals in the Jizhou Camp], it would be impossible to earn another medal from them.

Apparently, he misunderstood.

The previous Achievement Medal might have only been for generals recognizing his ’contribution in eliminating enemies’.

’What about the Path of Glory?’

Ding Ling flipped to the bottom of the character panel.

He saw it clearly now.

[Progress of Path of Glory/Path of the War God is as follows:]

[1: Defeat over 20 plane strong individuals: 1/20.]

Progress for 2, 3, etc. is still 0.

Only progress for 1 jumped forward a scale.

Ding Ling pondered:

"It seems only when someone sincerely admits defeat does it count as complete victory?"

Undoubtedly.

This progress bar surely came from Juyi.

Juyi is indeed a good hand among the first-class fierce generals!

If Ding Ling hadn’t timely mastered Dragon-Tiger Stance to enhance himself and break through the shackles, he definitely wouldn’t have won so easily.

"Congratulations on your victory."

Zhang Hex, Gao Lan, and others also congratulated him.

Ding Ling smiled in return.

"Now there’s no obstacle on your path to advancement."

Pan Feng laughed heartily:

"To even subdue the headstrong Juyi. I wonder who else would dare to wildly claim you’re just a silver spear head! Come, let’s go meet the master!"

Pan Feng led the way, taking Ding Ling and the group to the Governor of Jizhou’s residence.

While some players in the arena were still discussing Ding Ling.

Some female players were also following behind Ding Ling shouting:

"Ding Ling, how about leaving a phone number?"

"Ding Ling, my home is at... My number is... Remember to contact me! I’m available anytime!"

...

Although Pan Feng didn’t understand what a phone number meant, he saw the enthusiasm from female players and couldn’t help but admire:

"Ding Ling, to have reserved women chase you publicly. You’re the first I’ve seen! That’s amazing!"