High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 240 - 206: Selection Tournament, I’ll Give You 1 Cha

"It’s finally starting."

Su Mu’s first opponent, number 177, the unlucky fellow, was a fat man, who was tearfully stepping onto the stage.

Boom!

With a blast of ceremonial cannons, the first round of the competition began.

Su Mu took half a step forward, a fleeting shadow flickered in place, instantly crossing a hundred ters and delivering a punch.

The wind from the punch howled like a dragon’s roar.

The fat man’s expression changed drastically, his pupils shrank, and he realized the air around him had instantly frozen. In the next second, the terrifying fist enlarged in his pupils, leaving him without a shred of resistance.

The difference in strength was too vast.

"I, I concede!"

Su Mu’s fist stopped a dozen ters in front of the fat man, the punch’s wind making the fat on his face ripple violently. The fat man gulped down a large mouthful of saliva, confident that if it were a life-and-death battle, Su Mu could have killed him with a single punch.

"What a terrifying punch, so this is the strength of a Celestial Pride?"

"Thanks for letting win."

The fat man, who had stood out all the way from Yuanqing City, left the ring dejectedly, while the photographer captured the scene and then slowly panned the cara to Su Mu.

The contrast between the eliminated’s despondency and the victor’s calm was stark.

For a mont, the shock was instantly magnified by the cara.

"Huh? Is it over already... defeated with just one punch?!"

"Isn’t Su Mu the One-Slash Asura? Why is he using his fists?"

"You don’t know, do you? The gap in strength is too big, so Su Mu doesn’t even need to use his blade."

"Just wait, when Gu Ming or Sikong Ba ets him, Su Mu will need to use his blade!"

"I see."

Still offstage, Sikong Ba heard the discussion from the crowd, and couldn’t help his twitching lips. Everyone must be overestimating him, Sikong Ba, thinking he couldn’t force Su Mu to draw his blade.

"Su Mu seems more terrifying than before. What could have happened to him in such a short ti?"

Even on Sikong Ba’s face appeared a hint of shock.

...

anwhile, Ji Xiaoyan and Ling Xue were hurrying, just about to step through the door of the Hunter Association.

A sudden cacophony of exclamations erupted from the association.

"As expected of the One-Slash Asura, truly terrifying!"

"Such terrifying strength."

Hearing the commotion, the two rushed into the association, but the screen had already switched to several other arenas.

"Was it the One-Slash Asura who just took the stage?"

"It sure was. You two were late; the One-Slash Asura was just out there and defeated his opponent with a single punch."

"One punch, so impressive?!"

"Which one is the One-Slash Asura?"

"He’s not in the fra now, you’ll have to wait."

Ji Xiaoyan let out an "oh" and imdiately went to the front desk with Ling Xue to hand over Fierce Beast materials, then quickly found a spot to watch the screen intently. After hours of fierce battling, the first round ended.

At Huaxia TV Station, Bai Ji watched the live broadcast from Guangshen Province, keeping a close eye on the ratings changes in the backdrop.

"The ratings had almost dropped out of the top twenty. I hope this move can bring them back."

...

It reached noon.

"The second round will start on the central arena," announced the female host.

In the screen, the corners of the sports hall arenas began to change. Under the eyes of the crowd, they slowly ford into a larger arena in the center, then ascended a hundred ters in the air.

"In this round, the rules will slightly change. This ti it will be based on a challenge system. Each person has three chances and can choose any opponent to challenge, but not repeat opponents."

"Winning earns one point, losing deducts one. In the end, points are tallied, and the bottom fifty are eliminated."

Upon hearing the rules, many people cheered, the intense rules making the blood boil.

"The first person to choose an opponent will be decided by the attendees of the stadium. Please shout the na or number of the person you wish to see!"

At the end of her words, soone howled out.

"I want to see One-Slash Asura, Su Mu."

"That’s right, we want to see the One-Slash Asura!"

Suddenly, there was a wave of shouting like a hurricane, and Xiaoyue was also shouting.

"Dad, Dad!"

The host’s face showed disbelief. The person who ca up with this idea must be a genius; Guangshen Province TV station initiated this second round challenge system.

The purpose, well, was for the ratings.

...

"It’s going up, it’s going up, it just rose by nearly half a point, and it’s still climbing!" soone exclaid.

Seeing the backstage ratings, Bai Ji’s face showed delight. This move really worked.

"Bai Ji, you did well this ti," the supervisor patted Bai Ji’s shoulder.

In the control room, several people turned their attention to the live broadcast from Guangshen Province. Su Mu, amid cheers, ascended the central large arena and posed a question.

"I want to ask a question."

"Is there any restriction on choosing opponents this ti?"

The female host hesitated, wondering what kind of question this was? But since it was a selection contest, she answered after receiving a response from backstage through her earpiece, "Besides not being able to repeat, there are no restrictions. You can choose any opponent at will."

Su Mu nodded and then spoke up.

"I am Su Mu."

"I know many of you are dissatisfied with ..."

"Very well, today I will give you a fair chance, I will give you all a chance to challenge ."

"I choose all of you present, you can co up one by one..."

"Or all together!"

His words were earth-shattering, and the arena fell silent in an instant.

Not only was the host on stage dumbfounded, but all the contestants and even the audience were montarily stunned.

Did they mishear?

Or was Su Mu crazy?!