The afternoon of the registration day.
The designated contest location was a football stadium, but the field had been fitted with a teleportation device for access to the transdinsional battle space.
Above the stadium, a massive virtual image device hung, allowing spectators to see the battles in the otherworld by wearing virtual imaging glasses distributed by the organizers.
So people in the stands were already setting up tents, ready to watch the competition for several months.
Not to ntion snacks and drinks, everyone was fully equipped ahead of ti.
Cleanliness beca a pressing issue.
"Lift your feet, lift your feet." Cleaners could be seen moving through the stands.
Among them were three n disguised as cleaners, wearing sunglasses that made them stand out from the others.
"You three are new, why haven’t I seen you before?"
"Oh, just temporary workers."
The three disguised n veered away from their colleagues and approached the tent where Tang Xuanze and his companions were.
Before leaving, they installed a listening device nearby.
Soon, the three n disguised as cleaners set up a tent next to Tang Xuanze’s.
Inside Tang Xuanze’s tent,
Four people sat around the small space.
"There’s less than an hour before the personal contest starts. During the one or two months it lasts, I’ll be here monitoring your performance. Show your best."
"If any of you encounter Xichen, please lose the match and conserve your energy for the team contest."
Before coming, they were all aware of their mission: to ensure Tang Xichen’s victory.
Rosen himself didn’t care about winning or losing; it was aningless to him. As for the competition rewards, the Tang Family could offer multiple tis the reward for their efforts.
The actual aning of this competition lay in the family’s prestige, especially concerning Tang Xichen, who had awakened the Twelve-winged Angel Goddess; she could not lose for public or private reasons.
"Rest assured, Patriarch Tang, we won’t let you down," Rosen said.
"Still calling Patriarch Tang? That’s too formal," Tang Xuanze said with a smile.
If not Patriarch Tang, then father-in-law?
Rosen pondered briefly before saying, "Uncle!"
Tang Xuanze smiled again and patted Rosen’s shoulder: "But do aim for a better ranking in the contest; it’s also a chance for you to see various skilled players."
Throughout, Tang Xuanze’s gaze stayed on Rosen, once again sidelining Xu Chen.
Xu Chen looked sowhat displeased.
"In the personal contest, my biggest worry is facing Xiaozhang early; it would be too unfair for him," Tang Xichen said aningfully with a curled smile.
Seeing the rare, mischievous hint on Tang Xichen’s face, she looked quite cute.
Rosen stared blankly.
"Why would Xichen and that Xiaozhang have such a relationship? It’s my first ti seeing her open up to soone she hasn’t known for long. What has Xiaozhang done to Xichen?!"
This scene deepened Xu Chen’s sense of imbalance.
His hatred for Rosen also reached an irreconcilable level.
"Xiaozhang, be careful not to et in the first match; otherwise, you’ll be thoroughly defeated and embarrassed," Xu Chen said with a cold grin.
"I also worry about eting you first and making you cry, lest others say I’m bullying the weak," Rosen replied with a smile.
The atmosphere seed slightly discordant.
Tang Xuanze watched this unfold without concern.
In the adjacent tent,
The three n listened to the conversation transmitted through the listening device.
"They’re not discussing tactics?"
"I thought Tang Xuanze would use so tricks to ensure his daughter wins, but I guess I overestimated."
"Perhaps Tang Xichen doesn’t have an absolute lifesaving tool, as props can’t be brought in, and hero revival Scrolls can’t be brought in either."
"Though not sure if my weapon can defy the competition rules, I must try; the Lord Dominance Competition is the best chance to eliminate Tang Xichen."
"Such public contests are deed absolutely safe; surely no one thinks dying in the match ans no revival!"
The three n conversed and laughed coldly.
Soon, an hour’s break ca to an end.
All contestants erged from the resting tents, heading to the arena center.
Rosen saw the three skulking n exit the tent nearby.
All wearing similar black clothes.
"Matching outfits?"
"Three grown n sharing a tent, having a great ti?"
Following Tang Xichen like a bodyguard, Rosen still wore a mask as he reached the arena center.
In such a nationwide competition, removing the mask would expose his identity completely.
He feared global forces would hunt him relentlessly afterward.
The arena was already crowded, with contestants all wary of each other.
They exchanged looks, trying to identify familiar prominent players.
Rosen, different from them, seed leisurely, mainly focused on admiring beauty.
Comparing them to Tang Xichen, still finding only Tang Xichen the most beautiful.
"Xiaozhang, hope you don’t face first; otherwise, I’ll show you what strength truly ans!"
Amid the noisy crowd, Xu Chen threatened Rosen: "During training matches, Xichen allied with you, so you weren’t the first out. This ti there are no alliance rules; once inside, find a corner and hide!"
"Huh? Xu Chen, what did you say? It’s too noisy here; couldn’t hear!" Rosen asked twice, but due to surrounding noise, he didn’t catch the words.
Xu Chen smirked with satisfaction; this was the intended effect.
DONG!!!
With a loud bell tolled, sound waves spread everywhere, tearing open a huge gap above the arena equipnt.
It ford a high, wide teleportation channel.
With participants numbering over ten thousand, they lined up to orderly transport into the world map.
Watching Tang Xichen enter the Teleportation Gate, Rosen followed suit.
He appeared on a vast plain.
A gold mine was nearby, with a forest farther away; he guessed the forest concealed enemy territories.
This kind of Lord Dominance Competition lacks monsters; only lords develop and confront each other, though the wilderness might randomly spawn extra gold mines.
In such situations, extra gold mines favor whover they’re closer to.
Rosen proceeded around but didn’t rush to set up the main city.
He was certain of victory in the first match, having summoned the Goddess of Vengeance, with Two-winged Angels continuously appearing nearby.
Even if the opponent summoned a barrack and troops, they were no match for Rosen.
Testing, he found that except towards the forest, his sides and rear, beyond a kiloter, were blocked by air barriers.
Only by defeating the first round enemy, could a random section of the air barrier be lifted; which section could only be tested, ultimately making the contestant world like a transparent maze.
A magical scenario thus erged, armies gaze at each other, separated by air barriers, requiring maze navigation for encounters.
Rosen had previously considered this circumstance, though details remained uncertain.
More air barriers might open, facilitating contestant encounters.
Regardless, this seed like a thod to control competition pace.
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