"Now let give you a quick outline of the match." The comntator surprisingly jumped into the air after scaring the crowd.
Before anyone could think about the reasons behind his actions, the stage beneath him trembled. It shook and started glowing before separating into six different sections. Each of these sections moved away from each other and ford a triangle. Each stage was of different sizes, and every one of them was covered with a barrier in the shape of a do.
Even the smallest stage looked big enough to host hundreds of people without crowding.
"How is that possible?"
"Doesn't it look like the stage got farther away from us?"
"Indeed, look, even the man who has been yapping till now looks like he went far away from us?" People expressed their shock upon seeing such an illogical sight before them.
"Hmph, there is nothing to gawk about!" Just then, a young man with a femboy-looking face, dressed in wealthy clothes, interrupted, hiding his contempt behind the fan he was holding.
His contempt was towards the people who were comnting as if what they were seeing was sothing out of this world. "This is one of the powers of the arena itself. It can control so laws to a small extent in the arena."
"What you are seeing is rely one of the applications of the space law." Hearing the young man's pride-filled words, the others looked at him with a weird look on their faces.
It was not that they were not awed by the powers of the arena, but they all wondered why this unknown, weird young man was acting like he made the arena himself.
"Just who is this guy?"
"Eh, I don't know. Looking at his clothes, he is soone from a rich family."
"His appearance makes one judge his preferences." Ignoring the young man, everyone started whispering among themselves, unaware that the young man could hear everything they were saying.
*Snap!*
"How dare you!" In his anger, the young man yelled, snapping his fan into two pieces and slamming it into the ground, "You have weird preferences; your whole family dresses weirdly!"
Blood rushed to the young man's face as he pointed towards the group who were badmouthing him.
"Listen carefully, peasants, call king!" He pointed at the group, and sohow another fan appeared in his hands. "I am the—"
"Piss King?" Before the boy could complete, a small yet cute voice interrupted him in a questioning manner, causing him to spit a mouthful of blood on the ground.
Turning around, he saw a small kid standing beside his equally shocked mother, pointing at him with an innocent-looking face.
"You damned brat! What did you say?!" With a flushed face, the "Piss King" pointed at the boy with an embarrassed expression.
"It's the Piss King, mom. Big brother and I saw him wet himself in the middle of the ground when a girl placed a blade on his neck." The boy innocently told his mother the whole story while imitating the scene. Apparently, they were from the sa city, and the young man had failed to pursue a woman, ending up with such a na. Stay connected through My Virtual Library Empire
The woman, who was about to reprimand her son for giving soone such a na, stopped herself from laughing after hearing his words.
"Piss King! Hahaha! What a na!" The group that was listening to the young man did not bother holding their laughter.
The young man's face was no longer as embarrassed as before. It seed as if he had given up on his life. 'It's over! Here I thought no one would know if I sat in such a place.'
With eyes devoid of the will to live, the boy sat back down in his seat.
"What are you sulking about? Be a man!" Seeing the expression of the boy, the man closest to him gave him a smack on the shoulder. "How could you pursue a woman like that?" The man spoke as if he had tons of experience himself.
"Nope, sorry, I am a dog." The boy did not even react and replied without any sense of sha. 'There is no way I am going to pursue soone like her ever again.'
Before they could continue their discussion any further, the comntator spoke up, seeing that the stage was set.
"Those who are willing to participate, take your respective stage according to your cultivation level."
As soon as those words left his mouth, a huge crowd moved and jumped towards the stages.
They could see a few sets of words floating above the do-like barrier of each stage.
- 'Qi Condensation Realm, Level 1-5'
- 'Qi Condensation Realm, Level 6-9'
- 'Foundation Establishnt Realm, Level 1-5'
- 'Foundation Establishnt Realm, Level 6-9'
- 'Core Formation Realm, Level 1-5'
- 'Core Formation Realm, Level 6-9'
Seeing the huge crowd gathered around the six stages, people cheered at the top of their lungs for their favorite participants.
Among the people present, one could see several young masters and beautiful young won. Just from one look at their appearance, one could sense the huge pressure coming off their bodies that caused the people around them to keep a distance.
They all looked at the man floating in the air to explain what they had to do next.
"We will start the day with our old-fashioned battle royal." Seeing that everyone who wanted to participate had arrived, he smiled. "Do you see the barrier on each stage and the label on them?"
"Just use a force equivalent to the realm ntioned. If your power matches the requirent, you can pass through it and walk on the stage. It doesn't matter what thod you use."
His suggestive words left those who could fight above their realms in glee. After all, the better they perford, the better rewards they would get.
They all wanted to leave a na on the ranking that would soon resound throughout the empire.
Without waiting for anyone, people started punching the different barriers with all their might.
*Boom!*
Among the people who were trying their best to aim for higher stages, there was a pair who did not move from their place and looked at each other with different emotions in their eyes.
Noah, in disguise as Long Tian with a mask, looked at Long Xiang in the crowd with an emotionless look. 'With you, I will end the sufferings of my dear.'
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