Global Deities: My SSS-Rank Talent Lets Me Evolve Everything

Chapter 201: Face Matters Less Than Substance

Yang Fan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. As expected of an entertainment area for the direct descendants of the Five Great Giants, this level of venue was similar to the Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle he participated in when he was still a Divine Being, and the rental fee must be quite substantial.

Just as Yang Fan was observing his surroundings, a familiar voice suddenly came over.

“Brother Yang!” Sima Bang walked over with a big smile on his Face. “When are we gathering at Yuexiang Pavilion again?”

Before Yang Fan could reply, Gu Le playfully teased first, “Did you come over wanting to spar with my husband?”

Hearing this, Sima Bang instantly shook his head frantically, his big head swaying like a rattle-drum.

“No, no! I just came over to say hi!”

“If I spar with Brother Yang, wouldn’t that be purely asking to be abused?”

Gu Le, however, wore a look of disdain. “How clueless. We got married, and you didn’t even know to give a cash gift? Aren’t you going to use this opportunity to show something?”

Sima Bang was instantly left between laughter and tears, even somewhat regretting taking the initiative to come over and say hello.

This Cousin Gu Le was indeed just like the rumors said, plucking a goose as it flies by.

Among the Five Great Families, what customs of wedding gifts were there? This was clearly extorting him under the guise of an opportunity.

However, right at this moment, a tall figure slowly walked over from not far away.

The other person had a robust build, standing a full half-head taller than those around him. Every step he took seemed to carry a heavy sense of oppression.

Most crucially, this person didn’t conceal his aura at all. That violent and scorching might was like a humanoid Vicious Beast, causing many people around him to subconsciously clear a path.

The originally relaxed atmosphere at the scene faintly quieted down by a few degrees.

…

Sima Bang also noticed the newcomer, his expression instantly turning somewhat ugly. Then, lowering his voice, he said, “Brother Yang, this person is called Ma Huainan. He’s the Sima Family’s foreign-surname SS-rank Genius I mentioned to you before. His talent is the Martial God Body.”

Hearing this, Yang Fan’s gaze flickered slightly, and he asked with some confusion, “So… is he here for you?”

Yang Fan had some impression of this name, and even remembered that when Sima Bang first mentioned “Ma Huainan”, his expression was obviously somewhat unnatural.

“Looking for me?” Sima Bang pointed at himself, his Face full of bafflement.

“What would he look for me for?”

“Don’t you have a conflict with him?” Yang Fan asked.

“Of course I do.” Sima Bang curled his lips. “Both he and I walk the Martial Arts Route.”

“His talent is better than mine, but my background is stronger, so there has always been a divergence within the Family on the issue of resource skewing.”

Hearing this, Yang Fan said as a matter of course, “So, is he here to spar with you now?”

“How is that possible!” Sima Bang shook his head on the spot. “He’s a Peerless Prodigy, after all.”

“If he spars with me, wouldn’t he lose Face? Furthermore, I can just refuse directly, and when the time comes, the one who loses Face will still be him.”

As he spoke, the smile on Sima Bang’s Face suddenly stiffened, as if he suddenly realized something.

Then, he abruptly looked at Yang Fan. “Damn it! Brother Yang, I’m afraid this guy is coming for you!”

He hurriedly lowered his voice to remind him, “Bet a little less later. Ma Huainan’s ranking on the Primordial Battlefield is already approaching two hundred thousand. You haven’t accepted the Gu Family’s investment for long, so losing to him isn’t shameful.”

Sure enough, Ma Huainan didn’t look at Sima Bang from beginning to end, but instead walked straight up to Yang Fan.

“Ma Huainan, Divine Kingdom Talent Martial God Body — SS-rank.”

The other person’s voice was deep, and those eyes stared fixedly at Yang Fan, the Battle Intent within them hardly concealed at all.

Looking at this scene before him, Yang Fan had only one thought in his heart — trouble.

He really had no interest in this so-called gambling duel.

At this moment, many gazes had already gathered around. Although there were quite a few people attending this gathering, not many were rated as a “Peerless Prodigy”.

Furthermore, the two of them were of similar age; a clash like this was much more interesting than other people’s spars.

Yang Fan sighed softly. “Greetings, Brother Ma.”

“I want to have a match with you.” Ma Huainan was straightforward. “Any method is fine.”

However, before Yang Fan could speak, a lazy voice suddenly came from the side. “You have accepted the Sima Family’s investment for two years already; you should go challenge stronger people.”

Sima Tianci walked over slowly holding a wine glass, still wearing that lazy smile on his Face, but the meaning in his words was already very obvious.

In the process of a Divine Kingdom’s development, talent was important, time was important, and Resources were even more important.

Unlike Yang Fan, when Ma Huainan had just awakened his Divine Kingdom in his third year of high school, he was detected to have an SS-rank “Martial God Body”.

Immediately afterward, he obtained the Sima Family’s strategic investment.

High-specification building Resources, massive monthly Divinity Points subsidies, and various exclusive cultivation plans.

The resource skewing he enjoyed far exceeded ordinary Geniuses.

Right now, although Yang Fan and the other were both Peerless Prodigies, in the eyes of outsiders, the starting gap between the two sides was simply too large.

For Ma Huainan to proactively propose a gambling duel now somewhat carried the implication of bullying someone.

Hearing Sima Tianci’s words, Ma Huainan smiled instead. “Big Brother Tianci has misunderstood. I’m just a bit curious. After all, Brother Yang Fan has received such high-spec investment from the Gu Family. Presumably, he must have extraordinary traits.”

“Besides, this place is inherently a place for entertainment gambling duels; everyone is just looking for some fun. As for the amount of the bet, Brother Yang Fan can decide it himself.”

He always wore a smile when speaking, but deep within his eyes, a trace of craftiness faintly leaked out.

Ma Huainan was very clear that taking the initiative to challenge Yang Fan would make many people feel he was losing his status, which was why he specially added such a speech.

He believed that not just himself, but many people present were curious about Yang Fan’s strength.

To be exact, what they were truly curious about wasn’t Yang Fan’s identity as the first place winner of the Heavenly Pride Apotheosis Battle.

In the eyes of these Peerless Prodigies, the so-called “first place in the Heavenly Pride Apotheosis Battle” meant jack squat.

What they truly minded was the investment specification the Gu Family gave to Yang Fan.

That portion of resource skewing even exceeded the vast majority of foreign-surname Peerless Prodigies.

Everyone was SS-rank, so why was your treatment so much higher?

Naturally, there would be people who were unconvinced.

And now that Ma Huainan had spoken to this extent, if Yang Fan refused, he would become a coward in other people’s eyes.

Anyway, the one losing Face wouldn’t be him; he was merely having a “friendly spar”.

As for the bet, if Yang Fan brought out too little, it would only make him look petty.

After all, how many Resources the Gu Family gave him was something almost everyone present knew in their hearts.

As a dignified Peerless Prodigy, he surely couldn’t act like an ordinary Human Race Prodigy and pull out a Spiritual Vein to gamble, right?

Thinking of this, a trace of faint excitement even surfaced deep within Ma Huainan’s eyes.

The bigger the bet, the happier he was.

Because he simply couldn’t think of a reason why he would lose.

“Let’s chat later, I still have things I haven’t finished asking for advice on.” Sima Bang let out a soft snort.

Then, he very naturally handed the smart watch on his wrist in front of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan lowered his head to scan it, only to see a line of text abruptly emerge on the screen.

[Don’t look at how rough Ma Huainan looks; in reality, this kid is wicked through and through.]

[Brother Yang, make sure not to fall into the trap. Keep the bet small.]

[Face is less important than substance.]

…

“Brother Yang, take a look at how this building is? Those believers in my Divine Kingdom can eat like crazy!” Sima Bang’s mouth didn’t stop, as if he were truly discussing Divine Kingdom buildings.

At the same time, he had already smoothly switched to the virtual Divine Shop interface, completely without revealing even a shred of abnormality.