Back then, he too was one of those aggressive newcors, step by step surpassing those old-tirs, trampling them underfoot until he eventually rose to the top.
Now, he too had beco one of the old-tirs, ready to face the challenges of a new generation. If he couldn’t defend his position, he would beco just like those he had stepped on, a stepping stone for others.
Perhaps, this was the cycle of the Yangtze River, where the waves behind drive on those ahead.
...
On the second day, the martial arts tournant comnced with the elimination round from 256 to 128 competitors, with the team battle starting at noon and the individual competition at midnight.
At 11:50 a.m., just 10 minutes before the match, Huang Yi led the 500 mbers of the Heroes’ Guild, standing in the square in front of Dragon Capital City Hall, holding their breath in anticipation.
At this mont, everyone was excited yet tense, no longer showing the relaxed deanor they had in previous matches. Although they had Huang Yi himself at the helm, the current tournant had whittled down to the world’s strongest 256 teams, and the strength of their opponents was formidable. A loss was now a real possibility.
The entire place was silent, all standing straight like spears. Nobody knew what team they would encounter next.
"Brother, I saw on the forum that today’s match will have thirty million spectators," Xiao Chunzi said nervously as she tugged at Huang Yi’s hand.
"Don’t be nervous," Huang Yi imdiately reached out and patted her head, calming her down.
At that mont, Huang Yi seed to rember sothing and turned his head to look at the warrior formation not far away, fixing his gaze on a figure within the crowd.
It was a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, in the pri of his youth, with an impulsive energy about him.
This young man was Quick Spike, also a fervent fan of Huang Yi.
Right now, Quick Spike was also looking at Huang Yi. When he saw Huang Yi turn his head to look at him, his expression instantly stiffened.
Huang Yi gave him a slight smile and a nod, his eyes full of encouragent, as if a big brother had high hopes for a little brother, cheering him on.
Quick Spike, seeing Huang Yi actually nodding at him and looking at him with such encouraging eyes, was instantly flustered with favor. Huang Yi was like a god-like figure in his eyes, soone he could only look up to.
But at that mont, the god he had always worshipped had turned his head specially to look at him, nodding his acknowledgnt.
In a flash, Quick Spike felt his entire being, from soul to body, filled with strength, and his mood beca incredibly excited, rising with the belief "I must perform well, I cannot disappoint big brother’s expectations."
This was the pure heart of Quick Spike, the simple thought of a passionate fan.
Sotis, a look is enough to inspire soone.
...
: The match ti has arrived. Would you like to teleport your team to the competition venue now?
Finally, noon arrived, and Huang Yi received a system prompt.
The next mont, he promptly chose yes!
Instantaneously, the vision of all 500 mbers changed, transporting them to a brand new location.
This place resembled an Ancient Roman Coliseum, with a large open area in the center for competing. However, the enemy had yet to arrive, and the opposite side was empty.
Around the arena were tiers of steps with seats filled with spectators, offering a full view of everything happening on the battlefield.
The seats, which ca with space magic, had an infinite capacity, enough to accommodate any number of spectators. Each spectator also had an automatic zoom function, allowing them to watch the match from a suitable distance.
At this mont, the countless spectators were in an uproar. Although the noise was dampened by the system, it was still deafening, more fervent than any celebrity concert or World Cup.
Huang Yi turned around to look. Amidst the cacophony of the crowd, he stood as the absolute focal point, his gaze moving across the spectators, each vivid expression entering his sight.
Almost 99% of the viewers were watching him, since he was the only superstar in the venue. They had followed the na "God of Slaughter" to watch the match, similarly unaware of who the opponent would be.
"God of Slaughter, go for it!" At that mont, so of Huang Yi’s frenzied fans started waving banners and shouting excitedly towards him on the field.
"Xiao Chunzi, go for it!"
"Qin Shiyu, go for it!"
Besides Huang Yi, who had the most fans, Xiao Chunzi and Qin Shiyu also had their own fan bases, which could occasionally be seen in the crowd.
...
Just like that, everyone waited for dozens of seconds when suddenly a large group of people appeared out of the thin air ahead, and they were indeed their opponents for the day.
Among these people, so were using their real bodies, with yellow skin and black eyes, seemingly Chinese.
"Hm? There are so familiar faces that look like they’re from a Chinese team." Soon, so of the sharp-eyed players in the Heroes’ Guild spoke up.
Huang Yi also looked intently at the opposing team with a sharp gaze, his eyes scanning across each face.
Suddenly, he was slightly taken aback to see a person surrounded by a crowd like the stars around the moon—Unbeaten!
Standing next to him was his brother, Nonexistence!
This was the Seed Team of the Undying Guild, led personally by the presidents, Unbeaten and Nonexistence!
"How did we run into them? We’re in for a tough battle now!" At this mont, Sunset, the leader of the Battlefield Group, furrowed his brow and muttered, looking sowhat troubled.
Unbeaten, one of China’s top ten players, was barely behind players like Huang Yi, Thunder God, Dragon Spike, Sharp Sword, and Dao Feng in terms of skill. He was only less famous than them, but his strength was truly terrifying.
In Huang Yi’s mind, Unbeaten was even more fearso because he had seen him personally in the realm of The Seven Archdemons and knew that he had joined their ranks. His strength had greatly increased and was no longer the sa as before.
This battle was going to be a true tough fight!
"Damn it, it’s God of Slaughter!" At the sa ti, Nonexistence also noticed Huang Yi, and his expression imdiately darkened as if seeing the enemy he least wanted to encounter.
Unbeaten, too, was fixated on Huang Yi, silent and with a calm expression, inscrutable.
After a while, Unbeaten suddenly gestured a salute from a distance to Huang Yi, smiled politely, and called out loudly, "Brother Instakill, long ti no see. During the battle for Dragon Capital, I indeed witnessed your prowess! I’ve always wanted to spar with you since then, but the opportunity never arose. Today, during this team competition, I can finally fulfill this long-standing wish!"
The sounds in the arena wouldn’t be drowned out by the clamor of the audience but would ring out very clearly in everyone’s ears. Unbeaten’s words quickly spread throughout the venue, reaching the ears of thirty million viewers.
"Brother Unbeaten, thanks for not taking action during the battle for Dragon Capital. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have claid Dragon Capital so smoothly. We’re going to have a great ti this round," Huang Yi nodded and politely replied.
Their exchange sounded as if they were old friends, courteous and civil. Nobody knew what they were really thinking inside.
"There’s one last minute of preparation ti!" Just then, a System Prompt suddenly resounded through the void, spreading across the entire arena.
"Alright, everyone, activate all buffs that last over three minutes!" Huang Yi imdiately commanded the entire group.
Subsequently, all the suitable mbers of the Heroes’ Guild activated their buffs one by one, instantly adding 144 statuses for the whole team, elevating the team’s overall strength to another realm.
Of these, Xiao Chunzi’s buffs were especially powerful; her single contribution of buffs was nearly equivalent to the combined effects of the entire team’s buffs. For instance, an extrely strong buff called "Holy Light" directly increased the all attributes of every team mber by 10% for an hour.
"Overlord, it’s ti to sing the Soul Prelude!" Huang Yi looked specifically at Overlord and called for another team trump card.
Xiao Chunzi and Overlord were the two trump cards of Huang Yi’s Heroes’ Guild. One possessed Nefalem’s Bloodline, and the other knew Soul Prelude, both of which could significantly enhance the team’s strength, bringing a qualitative improvent when deployed.
Currently, Overlord had figured out four segnts of the Soul Prelude, able to add four buffs.
These four buffs covered various aspects, from enhancing one’s own attributes to reducing death penalties, to lowering the enemy’s attributes, and more. All had significant effects.
Hearing Huang Yi’s words, Overlord nodded. Leaning on his cane, his aged face showed a serene expression as he glanced around at everyone in the team, then humd two strange lodies.
One lody increased the team’s all attributes by 10% for an hour. The other granted the entire team the power of a curse, which, upon striking an enemy, could reduce their all attributes by 5%, also lasting for one hour. As for the lody that reduced the death penalty, he didn’t hum it, as there was no deleveling upon death in this competition.
With the enhancents from Xiao Chunzi and Overlord, the Heroes’ Guild’s strength soared drastically. For soone like Huang Yi, who already had incredibly strong attributes, the increase was even more horrifying.
However, Unbeaten and Nonexistence’s team was also a seed team with considerable strength, including over a dozen Rare Class Holders. Among them, there might be team-oriented Rare Classes with special abilities that could enhance the entire team’s combat power. The true effects would only be seen once the battle officially started.
The entire arena was filled with tension, both sides ready, buffs activated, magic items utilized, all waiting for the battle to comnce.
And the audience around the arena watched the center stage without blinking, with countless people starting their recording functions, ready to capture the match.
"Preparation ti is over, the competition officially begins!" At that mont, another System Prompt suddenly echoed through the void, announcing the start of the competition!
"Scorched Earth!"
"End of the World!"
"Storm of Thunder Clouds!"
"Judgnt!"(To be continued. If you like this work, please go to qidian to cast Recomndation Tickets and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.)
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