「The next day, at six in the evening.」
The last rays of sunset faded, and night descended.
Shangjing Prefecture, Hive Stadium.
This place, which had once hosted the World Peace Gas, was arguably the largest stadium in the country, capable of holding nearly eighty thousand spectators at once.
At this mont, the parking lot outside Hive Stadium was packed with vehicles, with barely a space to be found. Spectators who had traveled from all over the country ford long lines, waiting to have their tickets checked and enter.
"So many people!"
When Jiang Yun and his friends arrived outside Hive Stadium, they were taken aback by the explosive atmosphere.
Ever since the last Hero Assembly, this group had beco devoted followers of the Martial Arts Realm, constantly keeping up with its latest developnts. Songyang wasn't too far from Shangjing, so when a major event like this ca up, they all bought tickets, took a day off, and snuck away to see it.
It wasn't just them; many other students from Songyang University had also bought tickets to attend. As a result, the teachers at Songyang University were flooded with an innurable amount of "sick notes" for all sorts of reasons that day.p>It couldn't be helped. As the site of Zhou Yuanjue's assassination attempt, countless students from Songyang University had witnessed that miraculous scene. How could they not pay close attention to the Martial Arts Realm afterward?
"Let's hurry up and get in line! The matches are going to start soon."
Zhong Ming urged.
The group queued up, entered the stadium, and found their seats. They were surrounded by a dense crowd of people. The center of the stadium had been converted into a massive, fifty-ter-wide arena. With so many spectators, it was hard to see the action in the arena from a distance, so the organizers had set up enormous screens throughout the stadium to broadcast everything that was happening.
「6:30 PM.」
DING DING DING!!
A loud bell echoed throughout the stadium.
"The exchange competition is about to begin! Will both sides' competitors please enter the arena!"
Without any extraneous speeches or ceremonies, the host directly announced the entrance of the competitors.
From two entrances of the stadium, the competitors from both sides, dressed in opposing black and white Martial Arts Uniforms, jogged into the venue. They ascended the arena and stood facing each other.
The Martial Artists from Donghua, clad in white Martial Arts Uniforms, stood ramrod straight, like unsheathed Sharp Swords, their presence magnificent.
"Victory! Victory!!"
"Beat them!!"
"Show them the power of Donghua Martial Dao!!"
"..."
The mont the Martial Artists appeared, the tens of thousands in the crowd erupted into a tsunami of cheers, a sound that shook everyone to their core.
"The atmosphere is certainly heated. This is Donghua's ho turf. They're likely creating this spectacle to overwhelm their opponents with sheer presence."
Sitting in the special viewing section, an official from the Starry Sky Country's Foreign Affairs Bureau pushed up his glasses, his brow furrowing slightly.
"It doesn't matter. This won't change anything. Besides, don't you think it would be rather amusing to turn their current uproar into silence in a little while?"
Beside the Foreign Affairs Bureau official was General Norton, who was leading the visiting delegation. Amidst the thunderous roar of the crowd, a slight smile touched his lips.
"General Norton, you're right. I'm very much looking forward to your performance."
Upon hearing this, a smile also appeared on the Foreign Affairs Bureau official's face.
"Elder Chen, please keep a close watch on the arena. Don't let those people from the Starry Sky Country pull any dirty tricks. Also... if anything happens, please do your best to protect our fighters."
On the other side, a Donghua official spoke to an old man in a green robe. This elder was the sa important figure from the Secret Protection Bureau often seen speaking with the Chief Commissioner. He was the leader of the Donghua delegation for this event.
"I will. Let the competition begin."
Elder Chen nodded, his gaze fixed on the arena as he spoke.
"The no-holds-barred exhibition fighting competition now officially begins! To ensure fairness, the opponents for each match will be decided by an electronic lottery. We will now begin the draw for the first match!"
The host announced loudly. On the large screens, multiple nas scrolled by before finally stopping on two.
Donghua Country, Baishou Sect, Xin Chencang!
Starry Sky Country, Silva!
"Xin Chencang? That's Xin Chencang from the Northern Martial Arts Realm! He's currently ranked fifth in the Northern Martial Arts Tournant. They call him the 'Beast King'! He's a beast of a man who can subdue tigers and stop charging elephants! Looks like we have a good chance of winning this one!"
"Go for it! Go for it!"
"Knock him down! Let's see who the real 'Sick Man' is!"
As the lineup for the first match was confird, information about Xin Chencang spread rapidly through the crowd.
On the arena, the other fighters exchanged glances and voluntarily withdrew, leaving only Xin Chencang of the Baishou Sect and Silva of the Starry Sky Country facing each other.
Xin Chencang wore a white Martial Arts Uniform. He was tall and powerfully built, with a bushy beard that made him look particularly fierce.
His physique was peculiar. His hands resembled an eagle's talons, and his footwork was as light as a swallow's. His arms were long like an ape's, while his chest and back were slightly hunched like a turtle or a bear. His gaze was as fierce as a lion's or a tiger's, and his thighs were as thick as an elephant's legs. His single body seed to be a fusion of multiple animal forms, yet it was all so harmonious that it didn't look strange at all.
Across from him, Silva wore a black Martial Arts Uniform. He had a typical Caucasian face with deep-set eyes and his hair slicked back. He stood perfectly straight, and his every move exuded a soldier's discipline.
He was originally an elite soldier, one who had fused with a General level Celestial Demon. If not for his outstanding abilities, he would never have been chosen to beco a Symbiont for a General level Celestial Demon.
"The Baishou Sect of Donghua Country. Your secret art is the 'Baishou Martial Arts Demonstration,' which uses the forms of a hundred beasts to temper the body. You're known for your Hard Skills and extre physical prowess. Your techniques are rooted in the forms of these hundred beasts, making your style varied and unpredictable. Am I wrong?"
"If this were a few hundred years ago, your Baishou Sect's Ancient Martial Arts would indeed be an outstanding technique. But tis have changed, haven't they?"
A faint smile appeared on Silva's face as he spoke in less-than-perfect Donghua Language.
"Cut the crap. Let's fight and find out!"
Xin Chencang's expression was calm, but his tone was blunt as he directly assud his fighting stance.
His gaze was heavy. He knew his opponent was one of the Symbionts who had fused with a General level Celestial Demon. There could be no carelessness in this battle; he had to give it his all.
HAAH!!
His body swelled violently as he entered the state of Free Will. His already imposing fra beca even more terrifying and ferocious, brimming with explosive power. The drastic transformation caused an uproar among the audience.
But that wasn't all. The next mont, Xin Chencang's eyes turned blood-red, as if his Spirit had entered so peculiar state.
Secret Art, Baishou Martial Arts Demonstration!
He visualized the forms of a hundred beasts, then, in a semi-hypnotic state of Heart's Desire Bursting Out, he rged multiple beast forms into one. This activated his instincts, enhancing his physical abilities. His attacks beca temporary, ever-changing combinations based on the forms of the hundred beasts, each move imbued with the innate ferocity and brutality of a wild animal.
His limited Life Magnetic Field instantly expanded, pressing down on Silva. At this very mont, in Silva's eyes, Xin Chencang had transford into a terrifying monster composed of the parts of many different beasts.
"You still don't understand..."
A mocking smile crept onto Silva's lips, but he was cut off before he could finish his sentence.
ROAR!!
Xin Chencang's chest swelled. Air, compressed to its limit, vibrated his vocal cords and exploded from his mouth.
A sound like a tiger's roar echoed through the entire stadium, deafeningly loud.
The voice of a single man had just overpowered the cheers of tens of thousands.
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