World-Ending Demon Emperor

Chapter 2240 - 1114: Divine Skill! Confession! Facing the Meeting Alone

This old man’s arm was as sturdy as another’s thigh, truly mighty in strength.

However, with just a gentle twist from Lanling, it turned into a comminuted fracture. The entire arm’s bones shattered completely into fragments.

Witnessing this, An Lan almost couldn’t believe her eyes, instinctively covering her small mouth.

Meanwhile, Li Yizheng narrowed his eyes, staring at Lanling fiercely like an eagle, then burst out laughing: "Hahaha, it’s said that there are many hidden talents among the common folk. Indeed, I’ve witnessed it today, it’s truly eye-opening, may I know this gentleman’s esteemed name."

"Lanling." Lanling responded directly: "Do you need my ID number?"

"No need, no need..." Li Yizheng waved his hand and left immediately.

A wise man doesn’t stand under a dangerous wall; with Lanling’s strength so formidable, Li Yizheng naturally wouldn’t provoke him at this time.

He was of noble status, possessing vast wealth and power, his life was extremely precious and he wouldn’t risk it on a person like Lanling from the martial world.

Of course, he could have thrown a few harsh words before leaving. But he wasn’t that shallow; a man needs no tough talk, just action.

Thus, in Li Yizheng’s eyes, Lanling was already a dead man.

Maybe his martial arts were high, maybe he was very talented, maybe he had an extraordinary master behind him, but none of it mattered.

In the face of power, martial arts in the martial world are worth nothing.

This Lanling was doomed.

However, before Li Yizheng left, he flashed a smile at An Lan, a smile that sent shivers down her spine.

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They went to An Lan’s horse farm. The horses here couldn’t compare to the Dragon Demon Star System’s, but they were definitely considered magnificent on Earth, with pure bloodlines, tall and strong, proud and intelligent.

Especially this black mare, only five years old, innocent, lively, loyal, graceful, with a very promising future.

Lanling couldn’t help but reach out to stroke its neck.

"Be careful, Peony will kick people," An Lan said anxiously. "She only recognizes me; anyone else who touches her makes her angry."

So, this black purebred horse was named Peony.

However, this proud Peony didn’t kick Lanling. Staring into Lanling’s eyes, she was initially stunned, then became incredibly docile and adoring, bending her forelegs to kneel, making it easier for Lanling to pet her neck.

Witnessing this, An Lan was completely shocked.

Could it be that this man in front of her possessed not only the magical power to mesmerize women but could also charm horses?

Lanling picked up some fodder, eggs, and fruit to feed the mare.

She chewed delicately, her big eyes showing a blissful glow like a child being fed by parents.

At this moment, she even completely forgot her owner, An Lan.

Prior to this, she only acknowledged An Lan, ignoring anyone else who tried feeding her and would frequently get angry and kick people.

Now, she was even more obedient than a puppy.

After eating, the mare Peony affectionately nuzzled Lanling with her neck, making a childish noise as if demanding he ride her for training.

Lanling mounted her, and Peony neighed joyfully and dashed off.

On the field, Peony began her equestrian performance.

There was cross-country, obstacle-breaking, and dressage.

Every performance was perfect, unprecedented for this mare.

Before, Peony could only be considered a top-notch racehorse, ranking at most among the top few nationally. Under Lanling’s command, she turned into a world-class competitor.

Truly a flawless performance, in speed, angle, and cooperation, there was not a hint of flaw.

This level could directly qualify for the Olympics and win the world championship.

After running for a quarter of an hour, Lanling stopped and gently stroked Peony the black horse’s head, lightly infusing divine power.

Peony closed her eyes, fully enjoying this divine power reshaping her brain and body.

Lanling dismounted, handed the reins to An Lan, and said, "You could take her to the next Olympics, or the one after next. She is a very, very smart creature, and with her around, the equestrian gold medal will always be yours."

An Lan blankly took the reins.

Lanling said, "Alright, I’m leaving now, goodbye."

Not until Lanling walked dozens of meters away did An Lan suddenly say, "Lanling, will you come back to see Peony tomorrow?"

Lanling shook his head and said, "I might have something to do."

An Lan said again, "Where are you staying? Can I come find you?"

Lanling said, "I’ll let you know after I find a place to stay."

This was a rejection. An Lan quickly asked, "Lanling, do you have a girlfriend? If not, would you mind having one?"

She was truly direct.

Lanling said, "I don’t have a girlfriend, but I have a wife."

Immediately, An Lan fell into a bottomless despair.

...

In Lin Hao’s villa!

"Boss Lin, I brought dozens of people, all armed, guaranteeing to turn that damn Lanling into a sieve," a ferocious man told Lin Hao.

Lin Hao said, "If we can avoid using weapons, let’s avoid it; it will cause trouble."

Adjacent, a neatly dressed elite said, "Boss, I’ve hired three people! The first, Thailand’s top underground fighter, who has killed twenty-nine people without a single defeat. The second is a Russian Class A mercenary, powerful but fast as lightning, skilled with a dagger. He’s won first place nine times in basic tactical competitions in Europe. The third is East China’s number one expert, a hard-style martial artist, Master Ming, who hasn’t tasted defeat since age thirty-five."

"I’m amused." The top expert from East China, Master Ming, was playing with two jade balls in his hands and said, "I shouldn’t have come. Just any Tom, Dick, or Harry now requires me to strike? It’s quite the laughingstock. Abing, you’ll replace me later. Fighting a snot-nosed brat—my reputation in the latter half of my life would be ruined."

"Yes!" A cold-faced young man stepped out.

Meanwhile, Song E, the top Thai fighter, continued sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, motionless.

And the Russian Class A mercenary continued to play with his dagger. This extremely sharp dagger flitted between his fingers like a butterfly, its speed so swift it was impossible to see clearly.

The assistant beside them said, "Boss, with these three experts, that damn Lanling will surely die tonight, no matter how powerful he is. Any of these three can take him down with just a finger. But for grandeur and spectacle, I got you three at once, so the expenses were a bit high."

It wasn’t just a bit high. In total, the three cost over five million.

"Don’t talk money; it doesn’t matter, as long as you kill that little bastard Lanling," Lin Hao said.

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Nightfall descended, and Lanling headed alone to Lin Hao’s villa.

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