Chapter 198: Battling A Liang

“What a coincidence indeed. I wonder if your studio’s competition is failing, which is why you’re so fond of running over to our place?” The director of Lightning Studio walked forward, sneering as she retorted.

Her gaze swept briefly before subtly settling on A Liang.

“So calm…”

It was like a lake—no howling wind, no swimming fish, no floating duckweed…

Tranquil as a dead sea; even the most dazzling existence between heaven and earth would only vanish into it, fading away like jade.

That was the impression A Liang gave her.

Strange, mysterious.

Even with her realm, she couldn’t discern his cultivation level, which inevitably made her cautious.

“It seems the visitor comes with ill intentions.”

“Hahaha, Miss Baihe, you haven’t changed a bit after all these years.” The CEO of Canglan removed his sunglasses, chatting with the Baihe he mentioned as if they were old acquaintances.

“Might I ask what brings your company to our place?” Baihe crossed her arms, smiling faintly as she addressed the man.

“Ah, it’s nothing much. It just so happens that both our tournaments are held on the same day. I thought internal battles alone would be rather dull.”

“So, I brought our champion here to spar with yours.” The Canglan CEO spoke confidently, his words full of provocation and his tone brimming with self-assurance.

“The champion, is it him?” Baihe looked at A Liang.

The Canglan CEO nodded with a smile. “Exactly.”

“Of course, if you don’t want to fight, that’s fine too. I’m just taking our champion for a casual stroll, no other intentions.” Though he claimed no ulterior motives, his words were loaded with implication.

The Lightning Studio team’s expressions turned grim.

The opponent had deliberately chosen this moment, with millions watching the live stream, to challenge them, calculating that they would have to accept to save face.

And the fact that they dared to challenge meant they had absolute confidence.

Thus, Lightning Studio’s chances of winning were slim.

But there was no choice—they had to accept. If they showed weakness in front of so many people, the public wouldn’t buy their products.

This battle had to be fought.

The Canglan CEO had calculated this, and Lightning Studio knew it well.

People turned their attention to the key figure in this showdown—A Liang.

And they were all astonished.

—So calm!

An ordinary person?

No, even ordinary people have faint fluctuations of Qi and Blood and unique physical reactions.

But A Liang had none. Even if the Martial God came, he wouldn’t detect any fluctuations from his body.

Such a person was either dead or possessed an incredibly powerful concealment method.

Or perhaps… he had some Heaven-Defying Physique.

In any case, no one would underestimate him.

The bullet comments only added fuel to the fire, and even Miss Hua couldn’t salvage the situation once it spiraled out of control.

“Fight! If you win, we’ll pre-order the game!”

“That’s right, Lightning, can you take this insult? If you back down, we’ll boycott your studio forever.”

“Tsk tsk, I want to see bloodshed! Crush the opponent!”

“Isn’t that Jiang Yan supposed to be amazing? Let him fight A Liang!”

“Losing is one thing, but if you avoid the fight, that’s really unacceptable.”

Once the bullet comments were stirred up, there was no stopping them.

In front of countless viewers, cowardice would severely damage the company’s reputation.

Jiang Yan watched this delicate scene with great interest.

When he saw A Liang, he also felt something strange.

Indeed, there were no energy fluctuations, like a pile of dry bones—truly perplexing.

At that moment, Lilia, who had slipped over unnoticed, gently nudged Jiang Yan with her elbow.

Lowering her voice, she whispered, “Mr. Jiang~ Can you help us…”

Jiang Yan also lowered his voice, his expression serious.

“Will there be extra pay?”

Lilia: (Sigh)!!

After a pause, she nodded hurriedly, like a chick pecking at rice.

Jiang Yan smiled. “I’ll take it.”

“Battle—awesome!”

“Damn, I’m fired up!”

The audience in Jiang Yan’s live stream room erupted upon hearing this, clamoring to teach A Liang a lesson.

Lilia was overjoyed; the tentacles on her head collided silently, transmitting invisible ripples to Director Baihe.

Baihe, who was dealing with the Canglan CEO, received the message and revealed a meaningful smile.

“I also think a tournament should feel like a tournament. Internal battles among ourselves are indeed rather dull, so let’s proceed as you suggested.”

The Canglan CEO was taken aback. Had this woman agreed?

So decisively—was there a trick?

“Impossible, she must be bluffing!” He steadied himself and smiled along.

“Excellent, excellent. Then let’s begin. Remember, this is just an exchange—we mustn’t harm our rapport.” He was quite practiced in such empty talk.

In reality, he was here to challenge and ruin that rapport!

Baihe gave a formulaic smile. “Of course, harmony brings wealth~”

The representatives of the two studios played off each other, and an immense wave of viewership flooded in.

The official live stream rooms of both studios saw a sharp spike in numbers.

The algorithm of the Multiverse Live Stream Platform kicked in, granting both studios massive traffic packages.

Countless people gathered to watch.

In a sense, the showdown between Jiang Yan and A Liang was a clash between two of the top ten Prodigies in the Galactic Domain!

Such a grand spectacle was bound to go viral, even without the traffic hype from the two studios.

Lilia looked on with admiration. “Mr. Jiang Yan, I’m counting on you.”

In Jiang Yan’s live stream room:

“If the streamer wins, I’ll take out a loan to gift you a Star Battleship!”

“Beloved streamer, you must keep winning!”

“If the streamer wins, I’ll take out a loan to gift you a Planet Battleship!”

“Wait, something strange seems to have slipped in among us.”

Finally, Jiang Yan and A Liang stood facing each other.

A Liang was human, with a Saber strapped to his back, wrapped in what looked like old black cloth, its appearance unknown.

His demeanor remained calm; he hadn’t spoken much so far.

Facing Jiang Yan, he didn’t draw his Saber.

His hand held nothing, yet it held everything.

An elusive, profound aura emanated from his body.

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes—that feeling again.

As if the person before him didn’t exist in this world, as if everything was but a bubble in water, indistinct and unreal.

“A Liang.” He revealed his name—so he wasn’t mute.

“Jiang Yan.” That was the only exchange between them.

Next, Jiang Yan would communicate with his Martial Skill.

“Yan Thunder Destruction Slash!”

Starting with Yan Thunder as always.

No matter the opponent’s origins or their profound methods, this move was a safe bet.

A Liang ignored the flying Saber Qi, swiftly closing in on Jiang Yan.

Countless Saber Qi passed through A Liang’s body, seemingly hitting him yet feeling illusory, as if the person struck was merely an Illusory Image.

He was clearly there, yet gave a sense of being both near and far.

“Did it miss?” Jiang Yan licked his lips, his expression turning serious.

A Liang might just be a worthy opponent.