What's wrong with being a little arrogant in the apocalypse just to support my wife?

The first day of the Superpower Competition, although it was just the preliminary rounds and the strength difference was huge, was not very interesting. However, every time the preliminary rounds are held, some rising stars are noticed. Many people are betting on which planet this year's dark horse will come from.

When they saw Lu Yize and the others appear, and saw the unfamiliar name M34, they were still discussing it amongst themselves.

"M34? I've heard of it, but I can't remember exactly where it is. I've forgotten where I heard of it before. Where is it? Is it powerful?"

"I think it's from that planet where the shop is really popular lately. They probably came here just to sell things and earn star coins. Their strength can't compare to other planets. But I have to say, I heard that the food they make tastes pretty good."

"Haha, M34, you guys have such bad memories? Isn't that the poor little planet that was almost destroyed by the combined forces of the Zerg and the Serpent Clan? If it weren't for the main planet's protection policy, they would probably have been wiped out long ago."

"Then they're probably very weak. It's pointless. I even have their matches in my bets. Isn't this just watching them get one-sidedly thrashed?"

"And I heard that there are only two people from their entire planet participating, hahaha. And that little broken planet they're on is hilarious too. It's a planet dominated by plants, and they send a superpowered dog to participate. I wonder where they dug it up from with all their money!"

"Stop talking, it's started, the competition has officially begun. It's good that M34 is in the last match, so he won't be embarrassed and have to go home with a bad bag. Hahaha."

The attention of others quickly wandered. During the superpower competition, everyone was determined to prove their strength and let others see them. They all wanted fame, fortune, and the resources they could gain for their planet.

The StarNet was also bustling with activity, with some people placing bets at the largest casino on the main star. Lu Yize instructed Zheng Mu to bet all his funds on Morse.

The money they had was not a small amount for them, but compared to what the scions of wealthy families on Xizhu Star squandered, it was just a drop in the ocean. It didn't attract much attention; some people just thought they were foolish.

Too few people understand Morse. Watching the battles before him, Morse found it boring. Is this all? These are the so-called talents of the Federation? Compared to Hilde's opponents, they are indeed far inferior.

Whether it's Noah or Hilde, they are both formidable opponents. Even Riva back then pushed them to the brink of defeat. Now, looking at these people's fights, it's clear they've never seen blood, like children playing house.

People on the StarNet were keeping a close eye on Morse's movements, and some of them gloated when they saw his expression.

"You're scared already? You're too cowardly to watch? Morse, you're really unlucky. Logically speaking, a seventh-level expert like you should be able to hold out for a while, but you've run into a rare genius of the Serpent Clan."

"Poor thing, they're also at the seventh level. You're probably going to be defeated by them. But it's not like it's your first time losing, so it shouldn't matter, right? Hahahaha."

“Our Per is a seventh-level ability user, which is different from Morse, who somehow managed to reach the seventh level. Moreover, I heard that Per is almost at the eighth level. Morse will never be able to compare to him in his lifetime.”

Their match was the last one in the regional qualifiers, and everyone thought it was boring. It was so boring. A seeded player and a trash star who just happened to be lucky and only knew how to eat. What was there to watch?

Since arriving on the main planet, Morse has been spotted at their restaurant several times. Morse couldn't help it; he found the food on the main planet unpalatable, so he couldn't just eat at the restaurant run by their base.

When Per entered the arena, his eyes were filled with contempt and disdain, even a bit agitated, as if fighting against such an opponent was a waste of his life.

Morse was nonchalant offstage, but once he was on stage, he immediately became more composed and stared intently at his opponent.

The moment the countdown stopped, Morse instantly covered the entire arena with scalding lava. The intense heat of the lava caused spectators in the front rows to fall in shock.

If the protective barrier hadn't been raised in time, that spectator would have been dead. Everyone present was so shocked by Morse's sudden outburst that their hearts stopped.

The person who just fell was the one who mocked the most fiercely on planet M34. They were hundreds of meters away from Morse's location. Coincidence? Then why were the others unharmed? The attack was clearly aimed at him!

At that moment, everyone present clearly realized that Morse's seventh rank was a genuine seventh rank, and his mental strength was also terrifyingly strong; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hear the commotion from so far away and accurately control his supernatural abilities to intimidate him.

Yes, it was intimidation, a kind of contempt from the strong to the weak. The person being intimidated turned pale with fright. He had actually offended such a powerful person with just a few words.

Peer, whose limelight had been stolen, angrily swung the lava off his body, yelling, "What a bluff..."

The moment a particle of shadow appeared in his left hand, the person who had been mocking the most immediately began to praise, "Per is one of the strongest in our Serpent Clan. His shadow abilities are terrifyingly powerful, as long as..."

Before Per could launch his attack, and before the man could finish boasting, Morse broke through his defenses and, in the most savage and primitive way, broke Per's hands.

Then, using a giant magma hand formed from his supernatural power, he grabbed the other person's vulnerable neck, lifted their feet off the ground, and sneered, "Huh? Trying to fool me? I'm not interested."

The next instant, Per flew out of the arena and crashed heavily into the wall made of a special material. He vomited blood on the spot, his bones shattered, and he fell into a coma with serious injuries.

Inside the arena filled with tens of thousands of aliens, a moment of silence fell. Morse then asked the referee with a smile, "Aren't you going to announce the result?"

The referee, finally regaining his composure from the shock, announced, "The winner is Morse from planet M34!"

Morse smiled and stretched out his hands, listening to their voices breaking down. "Remember, this is just the beginning. Our planet will eventually take first place!"

The venue wasn't just filled with snakes; there were also alien races from other species. Everyone came to support their own planet. Hearing his arrogant words, a chorus of sighs erupted, and Morse felt a surge of satisfaction from the insults.

Isn't it just about attracting hatred? That's Morse's innate talent!

Lu Yize met Hilde's mental energy from not far away, smiled and stood up. This is nothing. There will be many more times when they will break through his defenses like this.