The spotlight shone on the exit of the contestant tunnel.
Due to the explosive remarks in the interview video just played, coupled with his exceedingly handso appearance, all spectators were extrely curious about the contestant about to appear.
Under the anticipatory gaze of everyone, a tall figure slowly stepped out from the tunnel.
One step, another step.
As he stepped forward, the noise from the nearly two hundred thousand spectators in the entire arena began to quiet down bit by bit. Stay connected with empire
It was as if his footsteps were not on the ground but on the apex of everyone's hearts.
With each step he took, the noise decreased a little.
By the ti he had completely erged from the tunnel, the entire arena was nearly silent.
High-resolution caras focused on him, projecting his upper body onto the big screens around the venue.
His face, as if carved by the gods, was clearly displayed in front of everyone.
Deep and majestic, his tall figure resembled an ancient pine, exuding a calmness impossible to feign. Despite appearing young, he exhibited a profoundness impossible for the youth to possess—a description only befitting "Young Grandmaster" could indeed capture his essence.
In his right hand, he carried an ancient, giant sword, dragging it on the ground. As he advanced, the terrifying weight of the sword carved a long trench into the earth.
Normally, the audience would clap to welco the contestant, but for a mont, no one could make a sound.
This was not intentional; it was that everyone was utterly srized by the imposing aura exuding from the young man.
As his own strength increased day by day, Competitor Xue Jing's Spiritual Level had already far surpassed that of ordinary people.
Unrestrained and uncontained, he released his full Spiritual Aura, and the oppression it generated was almost like witnessing Godzilla entering the arena.
This was an existence that could easily dominate life and death, towering far above oneself—everyone instinctively realized this.
As Xue Jing stepped onto the grand stage and stopped, planting his giant sword into the ground with a clank and standing it upright, the audience finally woke from their trance under the comntator's voice.
"Wow~ Truly deserving as Competitor Xue Jing, who has caused a sensation each ti he appeared in the elimination rounds. Even reaching the grand final, he showed no nerves, as if he was back at his own ho, a man born for the arena!"
"Cara operator, cara operator, enough already, if you keep filming, the female spectators onsite might not take it!"
The comntator's teasing voice broke the oppressive atmosphere created by Xue Jing's overwhelming presence.
The spectators returned to their senses, looking at the photographer on a raised platform swirling 360 degrees around Xue Jing without dead angles, and burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, is this the privilege of being handso?"
"I was at his previous matches too, every appearance would give the photographers 'special treatnt', it seems to have beco a regular program now, haha."
"Worthy of being my husband, the aura just now was too strong, I didn't even dare to speak!"
"He must have grown stronger over this one month of break, it's terrifying..."
"What's with that ridiculously giant sword, wasn't he using a knife before?"
"That's a sword? I thought it was a door panel made of iron and stone..."
The applause and chatter resud in the arena continuously.
Not far from the grand stage, in the contestant viewing area, nearly thirty competitors who were watching the match were seated scattered around.
At this mont, most of their gazes were focused on Xue Jing, discussing with acquaintances by their sides.
"This oppressive feeling, his Spiritual Level must have reached the Pro Level Nine already."
"Incredible, almost reaching Zhou Yinglin's level... he's younger than Zhou Yinglin, right?"
"He's actually an Outer Ring person... Which recluse from the Outer Ring did he learn from?"
"I looked it up already, he wasn't taught by any reclusive master, just cos from a very ordinary school..."
"Unbelievable, unbelievable."
"Looking at the sword he's holding, it weighs at least a thousand kilograms... If he can easily control that weight, his Physical Power Level can't be far behind his Spiritual Level."
"What kind of monster is this... no wonder he could make those remarks during the interview."
"Hehe... If he stayed in the Outer Ring, then the words in the interview wouldn't be wrong, but here..."
On the stage.
"Xue," Yin Muhu looked at Xue Jing across from him, his rugged face brimming with fighting spirit.
Xue Jing smiled and nodded at her, "Shady Girl."
Then he seed to notice sothing, puzzled he said, "Huh? Have you lost weight?"
Not sure if it was an illusion, he looked at Yin Muhu, and she seed slightly thinner than before.
Yin Muhu nodded and clenched her fist, saying, "Xue, good eye power... This is the preparation I've done to defeat you, next, I will burn myself up, holding nothing back, giving my all."
Xue Jing smiled, "I'm looking forward to it."
At that mont, the comntator's voice resonated across the venue:
"Competitor Xue Jing, he cos from the Hidden Dragon Dojo in Qingcheng of the Outer Ring, and he follows the 'Hidden Dragon School'... However, based on his previous match records, he has also used moves that clearly aren't from the Hidden Dragon School."
"Now let's take a look at the hexagonal data chart for Competitor Xue Jing..."
"Attack 10, Speed 10, Defense ?, Technique 10, Spirit 10, Intelligence ?... Because Competitor Xue Jing's previous matches were all quick victories, it's difficult to deduce the complete hexagonal data chart, thus two data points remain unknown question marks."
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