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Ji Xinghuo was dressed casually today, nothing out of the ordinary, but he was wearing Gale Battle Boots on his feet and had a Defender’s Brace on his left wrist, which made the combination sowhat mismatched.

The two most eye-catching weapons.

For convenience, he carried the Thunderbolt Battle Blade and the Purple Lightning Sword side by side on his back, with the handles protruding over his right shoulder.

Under his coat, there was also a gun holster on his waist, carrying an Iron Hamr.

Anyone who looked closely at Ji Xinghuo for a few monts could tell that he was fully ard, which appeared very strange.

"I’m used to it, I always did this in the Star Realm," Ji Xinghuo didn’t explain much, "Anyway, it’s not illegal."

Enemies from the Qianyuan Association could attack at any ti, so he definitely needed to be fully prepared.

Wang Zizhen also noticed sothing and worriedly said, "Third brother, can you get through security like this?"

"Definitely no problem."

Ji Xinghuo laughed, as a Chi Xiao Knight, he held high privileges. Even in a crowded venue like the Super League, he could still carry weapons.

"Let’s go, it’s ti to enter the arena."

The family queued up at the entrance of Tianqin Sports Arena.

Liangqiu Feiyan would not miss such a good opportunity, she had been streaming on the way there, a floating cara orbiting around her, broadcasting the scene to her live stream viewers.

However, she had been exercising every day recently, which shortened her streaming ti, and she had already lost quite a few of her few hundred viewers.

While queuing, people around were talking about the upcoming match.

Emperor Star Team’s fans were still imrsed in the glory of the last season, filled with expectations for the new season, with pride and joy displayed on everyone’s face. They took pride in the team’s strength and were captivated by Zhao Manying’s beauty and strength, engaging in enthusiastic discussions.

"This year, if the Sword Immortal wins three consecutive championships, she’ll be the first person in the history of global professional leagues!"

"That’s right, there’s no other Mutant whose achievents are higher than hers."

"Being the best in history is inevitable."

Suddenly soone countered, "The feat of three consecutive championships is indeed strong, but Zhao Manying hasn’t won it yet! It’s a bit premature to call her the first person in history when there are people who have won five top league championships, even in different countries."

"You’re talking about Zhang Xingran, aren’t you?"

"His five championships, only one was won as the core of the team. Winning five league championships but only one Golden Crown in his entire career, how can he compare to the Goddess?"

"The Goddess won two league championships, and both tis she was the absolute core, earning two Golden Crowns!"

The previous speaker was not convinced, wearing a coat of the Skywalker Team, "Historical status is only compared by the number of championships, since when have we started comparing Golden Crowns? Moreover, Zhang Xingran’s personal strength is also very strong, he is now a Legendary Second Dan."

"With your championships-only standard, back when the global leagues weren’t mature last century, so people won eight championships, would you consider him the greatest in history?"

"Sword Immortal’s career is still long, it’s just the beginning, and she could win at least five more championships."

"And every ti she’ll definitely wear a crown!"

The two argued endlessly, even getting red-faced in their heated exchange.

This was the ho ground for Emperor Star Team, and Zhao Manying’s fans were nurous and powerful, quickly silencing the fan of the Skywalker Team into speechlessness.

It was clear he was indignant, but surrounded by opposing fans, he feared he might get beaten if he continued arguing and quickly shut his mouth and slunk away.

Ji Xinghuo and his group watched the entire drama unfold.

Such argunts were common online every minute of every day, debating historical status, personal strength, looks, character, team glory, and so on... every aspect of competitive Mutants was compared, leading fans into endless verbal wars.

This era had its fair share of idle people with plenty of ti to waste online.

So these topics would never cease.

After the Skywalker Team fan left, the topic quickly returned to Emperor Star Team, praising Zhao Manying’s strength.

"Ah, everything about the new season is good, my only worry is that the Sword Immortal has fallen in love," a tall young man expressed his concerns.

"Yeah!" soone imdiately agreed, "It’s her first love to boot, I really worry it might affect her performance."

A mysterious fan chid in, "My uncle works at Emperor Star Club, and he told inside information that the Sword Immortal took a few days off from training recently, supposedly to be with her boyfriend. That’s sothing that has never happened before."

"Really?" soone was skeptical.

"Absolutely true! I swear on my uncle’s integrity, everything I said is true."

"Damn it!"

"Who exactly is the Sword Immortal’s boyfriend, why hasn’t he been exposed yet?" the tall young man clenched his teeth in frustration, "Aren’t the paparazzi usually quite good? How co they drop the ball at a critical mont like this, not even a whisper of a rumor."

"That man must also not dare to show his face."

"Exactly, if people knew his identity and the Sword Immortal perford poorly, he’d probably be drowned in a spittoon by the crowd."

"Even if the Sword Immortal isn’t affected, I’d still like to chop him."

"It’s a grievance so deep, we can’t coexist under the sa sky!"

A few n glanced at each other and shouted in unison.

"Pfft..."

Liangqiu Feiyan couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The fans turned their heads angrily, but when they saw she was a beautiful female strear, they quickly adopted friendly smiles.

The siblings exchanged teasing glances at Ji Xinghuo, but found him expressionless, as if the person being discussed wasn’t him.

"Xinghuo, how are you feeling right now?" Zhong Ming asked with a smile.

"I’ve been numb to it for a long ti."

Ji Xinghuo shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Ever since Zhao Manying had announced her relationship, anyone online who ntioned her boyfriend gritted their teeth with a mixture of hatred and envy. This was especially true for male fans, who launched daily discussions against him, creating a huge outcry with endless slogans.

The most prominent of these was, "Avenge the theft of a wife, we can’t coexist under the sa sky!"

It had now beco a popular .

By now, his enemies spanned the globe, numbering at least three hundred to four hundred million, and the number was growing. Initially, he had been concerned about what would happen if his identity were revealed, but he had stopped worrying about it.

After all, when you’re deep in debt you stop worrying about it; when you’re covered in lice, they don’t itch anymore.

The queue moved swiftly forward.

It wasn’t long before it was Ji Xinghuo’s family’s turn. Everyone else passed through smoothly, but when it was Ji Xinghuo’s turn, the stadium security, seeing him carrying a weapon, beca cautious.

However, Ji Xinghuo swaggered through the security check without triggering any alarms.

The security guards understood the situation once they saw this.

This guy must be soone from the national ard forces with a legal permit to carry weapons, so they didn’t approach him.

"He’s actually in!"

Ye Dongyun was sowhat surprised.

Being a governnt official, she had a deeper understanding of the levels of authority within governnt departnts and knew how high a clearance was necessary to carry weapons in such public scenarios.

But then she realized it made sense, given Ji Xing’s current strength, he must hold a high position in the Sword Bureau.

They entered the interior of the stadium.

Heaven Qin National Stadium was massive, capable of accommodating up to three hundred thousand spectators. The stadium appeared like a high-speed spaceship from the outside, but its main structure on the inside was simple: an open oval plaza with a hundreds of ters long field in the center, surrounded by rows of spectator seats that rose like rings on a hillside.

Every end of the field featured a completely transparent building, allowing a clear view of the spacious platforms inside, which housed rows of capsules that could connect to the Spirit Realm World.

Ho and away teams each used one of these login stadiums.

The field in the middle of the venue appeared empty but each square inch of surface was a high-resolution 3D projection screen, capable of vividly projecting scenes from the Spirit Realm World in real ti, making it crystal clear for the audience.

There was also a giant ring of screens overhead, displaying images from various angles.

Staging a single match could cost upwards of a hundred million Ya Yuan.

But the earnings were much greater.

From broadcast rights, advertisents, endorsent fees, to ticket sales and more, a single match of the Super Mutant League could generate billions of Ya Yuan in revenue.

For highly popular matches, earnings could even break ten billion!

With more than an hour to go before the ga started, there were no competitors in the login stadium, only the club staff making preparations.

However, more than half of the spectator seats were already filled.

Ji Xinghuo and his group descended from the top of the spectator stand, and when they found their seats, they discovered they were less than ten ters from the ho team’s login stadium—not only was the view excellent, but they could also see all the competitors inside the login stadium for the whole event.

Additionally, the entrance was right next to them, allowing them to co into close contact with the competitors as they moved in and out.

"This is aweso!"

Liangqiu Feiyan exclaid excitedly.

Zhong Ming, as a Class B league competitor, had also never experienced this feeling. Most Class B league matches were held online, only the championship matches were held offline in the Spirit Realm World, but his club did not have the capability.

Such front-row seats, although not the elevated VIP boxes, rarely made it to the market and were generally kept within the club.

The audience that could sit here were either very wealthy or well-connected.

Liangqiu Feiyan looked around and quickly recognized a few celebrities, including top stars, major broadcasters, popular internet influencers, and ladder-ranked mutants, all well-known figures in society.

Of course, there were also many die-hard fans who had spent a lot of money to co to the match, all ordinary people.

It did not seem out of place for Ji Xinghuo and others to be sitting among them.

As the match ti drew closer, all the seats in the stadium were filled—the arena was truly packed, with over three hundred thousand people surrounding the oval field, their voices loud and bustling. Looking around, heads were everywhere, and one had to speak up to be heard by the person next to them.

At seven in the evening.

The entire stadium suddenly went dark.

A giant digital countdown appeared on the ground in the middle, and the audience counted down together, erupting into a thunderous cheer when they reached zero.

"Dear audience, fans of Emperor Star!"

"Now, please welco the reigning champions of the 2224 season of the Asia-Pacific Community Super League, the entire team of Emperor Star Club!"

The host’s spirited voice echoed throughout the stadium, reverberating in the sky.

In a grand burst of music, a spotlight shone on the entryway.

A man in the Emperor Star Club uniform stood in the circle of light, about thirty years old, tall and robust, handso and spirited, waving to the audience around him.

"Martial King!"

"Martial King!"

The audience shouted his nickna, each wave louder than the last.

Martial King Shi Renzhong, a Super Mutant, whose professional template was a combination of Martial Artist and Iron Guard advanced to "Horizontal Iron Guard." He ranked 148th on the Global Ladder and played a crucial role in matches, charging into the fray and drawing the opponent’s attacks, his strength second only to Zhao Manying and another Spiritual Power Stringer in the team.

Shi Renzhong’s popularity in the Super League was incredibly high.

Besides his formidable strength and handso looks, he also had a well-known identity as the owner of the Emperor Star Club!

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