Complete Martial Arts Attributes - Chapter 3227

Chapter 3163 A Manifestation of Prestige! I Take You as My Role Model! Wang Teng’s Win Rate is 25%!

The idea of boosting morale sounds incredibly hollow.

And how much morale could a Domain Lord-level warrior possibly boost?

“Hmph!”

True God Yaofeng scoffed.

“What, you have a problem with that?” the Star Envoy glanced at Him and asked.

“…”

True God Yaofeng remained silent.

Why did He sense a hint of expectation in the Star Envoy’s tone?

Damn it!

But regardless, He held back this time.

He would mock Him, but wouldn’t utter a word.

This was something He’d learned from Wang Teng.

He found this method very effective; the other party always used it to provoke Him, both hateful and frustrating.

Now He was using the same method to retaliate, so why not?

It was an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!

Wang Teng gave the other a strange look, suddenly feeling a strange sense of familiarity.

He didn’t feel mocked, just found the other’s appearance hilarious.

Why learn from him of all things?

There’s a saying: those who imitate me live, those who learn from me die.

If the other could truly grasp the essence, Wang Teng would have to admire Him.

Seeing that True God Yaofeng remained silent for a long time, a strange look appeared in the Star Envoy’s eyes.

He seemed to have seen through True God Yaofeng’s thoughts and couldn’t help but feel speechless.

He then said,

“You may think this sounds vague, but the role of morale on the battlefield is very real.”

“Wang Teng’s performance on the battlefield has greatly boosted our morale.”

“If you don’t believe me, you can go and ask among the martial artists below the Realm Lord level.”

This last sentence made everyone’s faces show a hint of surprise.

Ask among the martial artists below the Realm Lord level?

Could it be that, as this Star Envoy said, all the martial artists below the Realm Lord level had been boosted by Wang Teng?

Good heavens!

He secretly exerted his influence without their knowledge, didn’t he?

True God Yaofeng’s expression also changed slightly. He was most afraid of this kind of reasoned and evidence-based answer.

If the other party told them to ask, then they must have already asked.

He just didn’t expect that Wang Teng would really have such a great effect among those low-level martial artists.

This was actually a manifestation of prestige.

Those lower-level martial artists would subconsciously emulate Wang Teng, influenced by him.

Yao Feng True God’s heart sank slightly at this thought.

He suddenly realized that Wang Teng’s prestige wasn’t just among the higher-ups, but also among the lower-level martial artists.

This wasn’t earned through his title of first in merit, but through gradual accumulation on the battlefield.

It was genuine prestige, the hardest to break.

Because it was the genuine recognition of the people, something ordinary rumors couldn’t shatter.

Fortunately, he hadn’t spoken earlier, only chuckled, otherwise he would have been proven wrong again.

Damn it, this Wang Teng is truly wicked.

“According to post-battle statistics, the martial artists in Wang Teng’s region had a 40% higher fighting spirit than those in other regions.”

“And this 40% higher fighting spirit translated into real combat power.”

Seeing no one speak, the Star Envoy continued reciting the data.

Hiss!

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone gasped.

A 40% higher fighting spirit than other regions!

Another extremely outrageous statistic!

How could it be 40% higher?

Is Wang Teng some kind of special stimulant? This

is outrageous!

How can he be so outrageous in everything he does?!

Everyone was genuinely puzzled, their gazes towards Wang Teng filled with astonishment, as if they were looking at a rare species.

“???”

Wang Teng felt like he was being forcefully observed.

Their eyes weren’t looking at a normal person, but rather at some kind of animal.

Damn!

Is this for real?

It’s just a 40% increase in fighting spirit… uh, that seems pretty high.

Wang Teng suddenly fell silent. Was he really that powerful?

Why did the data coming from this Star Envoy of the Hall of Stars make him seem so superior?

Did the other party have some misunderstanding about him?

How embarrassing!

“Roundy, can you compile this data?” Wang Teng asked.

“Sure!” Roundy smiled secretly.

He was also quite surprised when he first learned about these data, so he wasn’t surprised by Wang Teng’s reaction.

He just found it amusing.

The person involved was still in the dark.

Seeing his bewildered expression now was simply too much fun.

The point was to create a contrast.

“How did you compile the statistics?” Wang Teng, unaware of Yuan Gungun’s thoughts, asked curiously.

“It’s simple. We compiled the statistics through the chat logs of martial artists below the Realm Lord level. They’re having quite a blast right now,”

Yuan Gungun said.

“Having a blast?” Wang Teng was taken aback.

“The great battle is over. Shouldn’t the survivors celebrate?” Yuan Gungun laughed.

“Right,” Wang Teng realized, shaking his head. “It feels like I’m from a different world than them.”

This wasn’t arrogance, but a strange sense of melancholy.

While others celebrated outside, he was here facing the awarding of medals and the difficulties posed by a True God, and then being sealed off for fifty years.

What kind of hell was this?!

Damn it!

Bearing all this at an age when he shouldn’t be, it was unbearable!

Yuan Gungun was speechless. He suddenly sensed Wang Teng’s hardship, a hint of heartache appearing in his eyes.

This guy… is still so young!

But he seems to be carrying too much.

Even though no one is putting pressure on him, reality feels like countless forces are pushing him forward.

“This is the trouble of growing too fast!”

Wang Teng’s sigh came and went quickly, and he couldn’t help but feel smug again.

“…”

Roundy’s face stiffened.

What heartache?

Get lost.

Wang Teng doesn’t need heartache.

With that thick skin, that carefree attitude, he should be the one feeling sorry for others.

“So that 40% figure was true?” Wang Teng asked again when Roundy was silent.

“It’s about what I counted.”

Roundy nodded and explained,

“You’ve indeed influenced many people. Many martial artists below the World Lord level take you as their role model.”

“Take me as their role model? Are you kidding me?” Wang Teng’s expression was strange.

What role model could he have?

Surely not a role model who courts death?

“Don’t doubt it, with your current prestige and strength, you’re enough to be a role model for martial artists below the World Lord level.”

Roundy said seriously.

“Tsk tsk, am I that awesome?” Wang Teng became narcissistic again.

“…”

Roundy didn’t want to say anything more, his lips twitched, and his eyes rolled to the sky.

“Forty percent!”

Yao Feng True God’s gaze towards Wang Teng held a complex meaning. There was a

hint of admiration for his talent.

He didn’t refute anything further; it was pointless.

At this point, Wang Teng’s momentum was unstoppable.

“There’s a fourth point, do you want to hear it?”

The Star Envoy from the Hall of Stars suddenly smiled and asked.

“A fourth point?!”

Everyone felt their brains couldn’t keep up.

They thought boosting morale was the last point, but the Star Envoy told them there was a fourth.

Unbelievable!

Really unbelievable!

Yao Feng True God’s eye twitched, indicating he didn’t want to hear anymore.

This was already the third point; continuing was just asking for trouble!

Let’s end it here, you bastards!

However…

“Please enlighten us, Your Excellency!”

Before Yao Feng True God could refuse, all the Immortal-level beings present, as if by prior arrangement, bowed to the Star Envoy.

“…”

Yao Feng True God’s words caught in his throat, swallowed hard. Damn it

!

Were these people all going to oppose him?

Wang Teng was also somewhat curious, but he hadn’t expected these Immortal-level beings to be even more curious than him.

Okay!

Eating gossip is everyone’s nature.

“Roundball, what do you think this fourth point is?” Wang Teng asked in his mind first.

Roundy rubbed his round chin and said, “If I’m not mistaken, it’s about the impact on the entire battle.”

“Battle?” Wang Teng was somewhat surprised and said, “Didn’t we just talk about that?”

“It’s different. Those are minor aspects, but the impact on the entire battle is significant,” Roundy said.

Wang Teng narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.

“It seems everyone wants to know.”

At this moment, the Star Envoy of the Hall of Stars slowly said,

“This fourth point is actually the most important one.”

He lowered his fingers, his gaze becoming solemn.

“Wang Teng’s existence has changed the course of the entire battle.”

“Before the final battle, our high command conducted numerous simulations and concluded that the chances of victory were less than 50%!”

“You should know this, Yao Feng, right?”

He then looked at True God Yao Feng.

True God Yao Feng felt no change when he heard that Wang Teng had influenced the entire battle.

The previous three points had already demonstrated that Wang Teng could influence the entire battle; what more was there to say?

He was now extremely calm.

Hearing that the initial win rate was only 50%, his heart skipped a beat.

Damn it!

How could he have forgotten that?

Before the final battle even began, the allied forces had indeed calculated the win rate, which was less than 50%.

But he was confident that he could defeat the Dark Race and drive them back to the Dark World.

So he started the great battle despite everyone’s advice.

Now, looking back, without Wang Teng, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

A bead of cold sweat broke out on Yaofeng True God’s back; for the first time, he felt such lingering fear.

So the question is:

with only a 50% win rate initially, how did the Light Universe Allied Forces win? What was the difference in the win rate?

So this was the Hall of Stars’ ultimate weapon!

This alone was enough for Wang Teng to obtain the two-star envoy honor badge.

Everything mentioned before was just icing on the cake compared to this last point.

“Yaofeng, why aren’t you saying anything?” Zhulong

True God couldn’t help but urge him with a smile when he saw that the other party had been silent for a long time.

He naturally knew about the odds of victory, and upon hearing the Star Envoy mention it, he knew what the other party intended to do.

Yao Feng True God was completely humiliating himself!

And He didn’t mind giving him a push.

Yao Feng True God’s expression stiffened, but he didn’t look at Zhu Long True God, simply saying calmly, “That’s right, a 50% chance of victory!”

Everyone looked at Yao Feng True God, suddenly feeling a pang of sympathy for him.

Even being mocked like this, he had no choice but to continue.

How pathetic!

“Only a 50% chance of victory from the start!”

Wang Teng’s heart skipped a beat, somewhat surprised.

He truly didn’t know that the Bright Universe Alliance had calculated the odds of victory.

So the question arises, if there was only a 50% chance of victory, how did the Alliance dare to start the great war?

Oh right, it was Yao Feng True God’s doing.

That makes sense.

No problem, only someone as arrogant as Him would dare to start the final battle with only a 50% chance of victory.

“A 50% win rate!!!”

The Star Envoy nodded, his voice suddenly becoming loud and clear. He said in a deep voice,

“From the initial 50% win rate, it eventually became 75%.”

“This is Wang Teng’s impact on the entire battle!!!”

A deathly silence fell over the main control hall.

Everyone was stunned by these words.

An initial win rate of less than 50% had ultimately become 75%, this improvement… was brought about by Wang Teng?!

So astonishing!

So unbelievable!

“This result was deduced at the very end of the decisive battle.”

“That’s why the Mechanical Race dared to gamble everything, launching their strongest attack on the Dark Barrier.”

“Everyone, in places you can’t see, everything was meticulously calculated.”

“And all of this has a traceable basis!”

The Star Envoy from the Hall of Stars gave everyone no time to digest the information, continuing to speak slowly and deliberately.

Silence!

A long silence!

Everyone was speechless; they didn’t know what to say.

No one had expected that there was such an inside story behind the destruction of the Dark Barrier.

They thought it was just a gamble!

Now it seemed it wasn’t so simple.

A 50% win rate can be considered gambling.

A 75% win rate, however, is no longer gambling; it’s a desperate gamble, a charge towards victory.

As long as you win, all the sacrifices are worthwhile.

“Good heavens! I’ve increased the final win rate to 75%!”

Wang Teng exclaimed in astonishment, feeling a sense of unreality.

“I haven’t calculated that myself. There are too many factors involved. Even with my computing power and strength, I couldn’t achieve that,” said Roundy.

“That’s already very good,”

Wang Teng praised, adding, “Even I haven’t fully figured out the situation with the Dark Barrier, let alone you.”

Roundy said, “The Mechanical Race, or rather the Allied Forces, should have a lot of information.”

Wang Teng nodded, “Of course. I was able to quickly find the weakness in the Dark Barrier based on the information provided by the Blazing God.”

…

On the other side, the Radiant Wind God gave Wang Teng a deep look before finally closing his eyes.

A 75% win rate!

A full 25% increase!

Wang Teng = 25% win rate!!!

What could He say?

He just wanted to play dead.

But the Star Envoy wouldn’t let him have his way, asking, “Yaofeng, do you still have any questions?”

Yaofeng’s throat bobbed, and his voice, hoarse and low, rang out: “This god has no more questions!”

These words seemed to have exhausted all his strength, to the point that a hint of defeat appeared on his body.

“Very good.” The Star Envoy nodded: “Then, Wang Teng’s two-star Star Envoy honor badge is officially in effect.”

“From this day forward, Wang Teng enjoys all the rights and obligations of a two-star Star Envoy of the Hall of Stars.” (End of Chapter)