My Ability Is Role-playing-Chapter 368 - 364: Time Main God · Ma Ran

Park Yong-jun’s feeling wasn’t wrong.

This is the effect of the Pillar Level Superpower — "Earth Heart".

The ability itself has limited applications, merely enhancing the connection between the Ability User and the earth, merging the weight of a region with the "earth" attribute into themselves.

Used alone, it’s not overwhelming. In the hands of its original owner, it functions similarly to the "Wind-Still Pearl" from "Journey to the West", excelling in resisting earthquakes and storms, but not suitable for combat.

However...

When combined with other passive superpowers, as long as Su Qiangwei stood on the ground, no one could surpass her in strength!

"It’s time to end this."

Su Qiangwei lightly pressed her hand, slamming Park Yong-jun, who refused to let go of the axe handle, deep into the ground.

Bang!

Spider-web-like cracks spread from Park Yong-jun in all directions.

Soon, a crack with a diameter of about twelve meters appeared before everyone’s eyes.

Dust filled the air!

Park Yong-jun struggled, trying to stand up.

But the axe handle suddenly blocked his eyes through the air, wind, fire, water, and lightning swirling and condensing into a slightly illusory straight-blade Tang blade.

"Admit defeat."

Su Qiangwei’s expression was calm, her breathing steady, showing no signs of exhaustion, clearly not having used her full strength: "You should realize that if I wanted to kill you, you would already be a corpse."

That was the truth.

Although the audience from South Korea was reluctant to admit it, the fact remained.

Park Yong-jun himself understood this very well.

He had confidently issued a challenge, only to be instantly defeated.

This sense of shame made him regret ever crawling out of the pit.

If time could reverse, lying in the pit, pretending to be unconscious, might have been better?

Park Yong-jun gritted his teeth and lowered his head: "I admit defeat!"

Uttering these three words was difficult.

Even harder than refusing to admit defeat.

After all, as a Korean, everyone around him would always make excuses after losing, but achieving this level was incredibly difficult!

His heart pounded, he gritted his teeth, and raised the axe again.

After taking a few deep breaths, Park Yong-jun pointed the axe blade towards the audience where Ma Ran was seated, shouting: "Prophet! Face me..."

After meeting Ma Ran’s eyes, these simple four words seemed to have drained all his energy.

The voice grew softer and softer.

The axe blade lowered more and more.

Everyone could see it — at this moment, Park Yong-jun had lost even the courage to face Ma Ran.

He couldn’t even complete a sentence.

"That’s enough, you and Ma Ran are not on the same level, stop humiliating yourself."

Su Qiangwei glanced at him indifferently, waved her hand, and without looking back, walked towards the audience, sat back next to Ma Ran.

"Although his superpower has an advantage in combating living beings, his combat talent is too poor."

"His control over greatly increased basic attributes is so low it’s unbearable to watch, disrupting the combat rhythm severely."

"In a one-on-one scenario, Wan Haihao and Zhu Hanyi could kill him without taking damage."

"Crushing him with strength makes him lose at least a bit gracefully."

"Using technique is too much of a bully."

National Guardian Level, S-level, essentially refer to the same tier.

Park Yong-jun was indeed among the top-tier of Superpower Users.

Unfortunately, his natural talent was too poor, and even with a superpower known as a "Battlefield Divine Skill", it was just for show.

In the eyes of Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei, Park Yong-jun remained a weakling.

Su Qiangwei took out a bag of creamy soft twists from her fingernail, muttering: "If it were a life-and-death struggle earlier, I could have killed him in 300 different ways without repeating."

Meanwhile, in the field, the repeatedly frustrated Park Yong-jun finally lost his composure, losing much of his earlier magnanimity.

Possibly due to severe Superpower Erosion phenomena, he appeared deranged and pointed at the audience, turning in a circle, shouting loudly: "The Sun-Slaying Sword is my most powerful weapon! The Beauty Destruction Axe is only my second choice!"

"If I had the Sun-Slaying Sword, I wouldn’t have lost so badly, even against the Martial God!"

"There must be too few strong individuals here!"

"It’s all because you audience are too weak!"

"It’s because you’re so weak that my Absolute Domain couldn’t unleash its full power!"

"Losing isn’t my fault!"

"It’s your fault!"

At this moment, an Extraordinary One in the KR Extraordinary Comprehensive Competition Venue jumped out.

"I, the strongest Assassin in the KR venue, A+ Level Awakener, Cui Dachong! Today, I will challenge Park Yong-jun here! Take his title of Strongest Man of 7 Billion!"

Upon hearing this, Park Yong-jun impatiently swung his giant axe.

Buzz!

The self-proclaimed strongest Cui Dachong in the KR venue was split in half by Park Yong-jun with one impatient swing of his axe, dying on the spot.

Throwing the bloodstained axe beside him, Park Yong-jun didn’t spare a glance at Cui Dachong’s corpse, his tone finally returning to a little normal.

"Did you all see?"

"Against such A+ Level Ability Users, I can kill with one move!"

"It’s true that I lost before! But my defeat isn’t because I’m too weak!"

"It’s because the Martial God is too strong..."

"Her divine might is like hell, she is the true deity on Earth in the 21st century!"

"And the unparalleled True God in combat power!"

"Losing to the True God, I have no regrets!"

At this point, Park Yong-jun changed his tone: "As for not taking action against the Prophet, it wasn’t out of fear, but out of respect!"

"It was my heartfelt respect for Mr. Ma Ran, the Time Main God!"

Park Yong-jun shamelessly praised Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei, trying to elevate their realm, directly divinizing their titles: "Such a great existence who controls the Power of Time, who dares to strike?"

"Asiba! You? You? Or you?!"

Park Yong-jun pointed at three people in succession.

Whoever he pointed at flinched.

"Sibaluma! How shameless! Why should we strike at the Prophet?"

"Keep it quiet! Park Yong-jun has gone mad!"

"Mad? He’s not mad! He’s just pretending to be foolish..."

"Whether he wins or loses, he’s genuinely S-level. Don’t speak ill of him, it could lead to death!"

"Ma Ran is known globally as a ruthless Inner Qi Eighteenth Rank! Who would dare to fight him!"

"Exactly! Even without considering superpowers, he can still overpower most National Guardian Level Superpower Users on Earth, alright?" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"If you don’t dare fight him, you don’t dare. Stop making excuses."

Just because no one has the courage to fight Ma Ran, does Park Yong-jun consider himself not a loser?

What a joke!

Park Yong-jun knew very well that Cui Dachong, who came to die earlier, was just an appetizer.

After today, who knows how many Extraordinary Ones will swarm like sharks smelling blood, to challenge him, the so-called Strongest Man of 7 Billion, and seize his title to become truly the strongest in South Korea!

Park Yong-jun was well aware of this too.

But he didn’t care.

He was very confident.

With only half a billion population in South Korea, producing him as an S-level Ability User was already the limit.

Producing a second one would be nothing short of "God loves fools" becoming a reality!

Park Yong-jun wasn’t someone with an undeserved reputation. The previously flashy title was earned through fighting from the south to the north, and from the north to the dark.

His earlier display of weakness wasn’t due to actual weakness, but because he chose the wrong opponent.

Challenging the Martial God was inherently a heinous act, surviving on the spot was due to the Martial God’s mercy.

Going further to challenge the Time Main God, isn’t that seeking humiliation?

Park Yong-jun planned, after today, to hold a press conference, actively cancel the title, hire some internet trolls to clear his name, and then adopt a new title.

Black history is black history!

Which strong person doesn’t have some black history?

As long as he performs well against outer space invaders in the future, people would eventually forgive his failure today!

"...Leader, what’s wrong?"

Ogata Shitou noticed Zhao Guanlan sitting next to him, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly started laughing strangely.