Rumble!0

The roaring sound of the aircraft grew louder as it approached, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the thunderous cheers of the vibrant spectators, numbering a hundred thousand.0

At the competition venue, a man wearing a suit and sunglasses grabbed a microphone and shouted, "Next up to arrive at our venue is the number six in the rankings, a true Martial Saint who has condensed his Martial Will—the Great Sun Chosen One. What kind of spectacular match will he bring us fifteen days from now?"0

Aboard the aircraft, the Great Sun Chosen One wore a grim expression. As one of the top five seeded contenders, he had failed to make it into the top five.0

Though Song Wuya and Duan Yidao ranked behind him, their situation was different. Their sword techniques excelled in battles against other martial artists, but were far less effective when put up against ferocious beasts. For them, making it into the top ten was already a victory.0

The Great Sun Chosen One, however, was a Martial Saint! It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that he had been expected to crush those ferocious...0