The Tianqin National Sports Stadium, all the spectators fell silent for a second, and then—
"Wow..."
The entire venue erupted with a deafening roar, everyone stood up, unable to control their emotions, venting with shouts and applause; the noise grew wave after wave, as if it would flip the entire stadium over.
"He did it!"
The host shouted sowhat incoherently.
Though he was hired by Li Xuan, at this mont, he too was imrsed in the shock of the battle and exclaid loudly, "Ji Xinghuo has made history! He’s beco the first Mutant in human history to defeat a Heavenly King from a higher tier!"
"He’s the youngest legend in the world, he’s only 25!"
"But his strength surpasses that of a Heavenly King!"
"The story of Ji Xinghuo is just beginning tonight, ladies and gentlen, friends, we are witnessing the rise of an unprecedented powerhouse!"
"This is a legendary night!"
"For years to co, all of us will rember today, the day a legend among legends was born!"
These words, spreading across the internet to the entire world, left billions of viewers in awe and excitent. The buzz on social networks exploded, and no matter the country, ti zone, or channel, anyone who was online saw the ssage.
A legend had defeated a Heavenly King!
On the big screen and the live broadcast, the cara focused on the soundproof booth where Ji Xinghuo was, and when he erged from the projection pod, there erupted an even more fervent cheer.
"Ji Xinghuo!"
"Ji Xinghuo!"
"Ji Xinghuo..."
No one knows who started it, but the na Ji Xinghuo echoed loud and clear, and soon other spectators joined in, chanting in unison. Hundreds of thousands on site chanted Ji Xinghuo’s na, which resounded through the heavens and was broadcast globally through the live stream.
Ji Xinghuo flew steadily to the center of the venue, hovering in mid-air, basking in the cheers of the people.
Beams of spotlight shone on him from above.
"Ji Xinghuo! Ji Xinghuo..."
The shouting grew even more passionate, unceasing.
Ji Xinghuo, standing on an unseen floor, rotated his body, waving to the audience all around with a faint smile on his face.
After waving, he stopped hovering and stretched out his arms, looking directly into the main cara, his expression calm yet tinged with an indecipherable emotion.
Dozens of live caras, capturing from multiple angles.
This scene, as if Ji Xinghuo was making eye contact with billions of people around the globe simultaneously, evoking different feelings.
So felt his dominance and arrogance, exuding confidence and poise;
So felt his disdain and haughtiness, as if no one else mattered.
Most people felt envy or admiration.
No matter the feeling, no one dared to belittle this young man any longer; he had used a Heavenly King as a stepping stone through three battles, proving his own strength.
Even if that Heavenly King was only ranked 45th, he still was a true Heavenly King, one of the 49 strongest people in the world.
And Ji Xinghuo’s strength was clearly not limited to the 45th position!
What was most intimidating was that he was rely a "legendary."
As the host said, Ji Xinghuo was a "legend among legends," and in the future, he would only beco stronger!
In the capital Saint Louis of the Arican Federation, at the top of a towering skyscraper, within a spacious and bright conference room, stood the Sun King, John Anthony alone, his gaze flickering with red light as he watched Ji Xinghuo on the big screen.
"Ji Xinghuo..."
John Anthony murmured to himself with an indifferent expression, "Letting you go last ti may have been the biggest mistake of my life, but there will not be a next ti."
In the "Iron Palace" of the New Roman Empire, the Steel Emperor Ivan was holding a court eting when he noticed two or three ministers drifting off. He was about to inquire when he himself received a report from a communication eunuch and was sent a link.
Opening the live stream, he saw the replay of Ji Xinghuo’s three punches that burst Li Xuan.
After watching, the Steel Emperor couldn’t help but narrow his eyes.
Suddenly.
He told the ministers present at the court eting, "This man will inevitably be the empire’s most troubleso opponent in the future. The intelligence bureau needs to establish a special unit to collect information on this person and report to every week."
Similar scenes occurred worldwide.
From the West Alliance to South Arica, from Heavenly Kings to ordinary people, from official institutions to private enterprises—everyone with different stances and purposes was paying attention to Ji Xinghuo at this mont.
Inside the Imperial Headquarters in Chang’an.
In the highest office, Ji Daosheng and others were also watching the live stream. He laughed with admiration, "Xinghuo’s appearance is going to keep a lot of people up at night!"
Marshal Wu Huai’an nodded, "It is a fortune for the nation."
"Indeed..."
"He is the hope of the Asia-Pacific Community and even of Earth and all mankind."
Ji Daosheng sighed as he watched Ji Xinghuo on the screen, a subtle worry detectable in his eyes only by those close to him.
"Ji Xinghuo! Ji Xinghuo..."
The cheers lasted for a full three minutes before gradually subsiding.
Ji Xinghuo landed back on the platform, and the host had already rushed over from the comntator’s booth, ready to begin the interview amid the spotlight of the masses.
"Mr. Ji..."
The host had just started speaking when Ji Xinghuo interrupted, "Where’s Li Jianxia?"
According to protocol, both parties were supposed to join for an interview after the duel regardless of the outco—it was a rule established by Li Xuan himself, who had insincerely sought opinions. Ji Xinghuo had guessed his intentions and had agreed right away.
But now, Li Xuan had not appeared on the platform.
Ji Xinghuo looked to the opposite platform, minutes had passed, and Li Xuan was still lying in the projection pod, not coming out.
The Spirit Realm World had been closed for a while now.
Even if he had just died three tis in the Spirit Realm World, it wouldn’t cause any spiritual damage to a Heavenly King; he should have recovered by now.
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