radicalducati Chapter 397 Arena Show Match
Chapter 397 Arena Show Match
At first, Yunzhi felt that the so-called exhibition match was somewhat of a publicity stunt.
It's not that exhibition matches are bad, it's just that I generally feel they're unnecessary.
The so-called opportunity to give low-scoring contestants a chance almost resulted in Xianzhou Luofu losing face in front of Kripper.
After all, the two main characters in the rumor are Luca and Topa.
It might not seem like a big deal to ordinary people, but from Yunzhi's perspective, it's truly embarrassing.
However, now, Yunzhi has chosen to resolve the Tanrinji issue through an exhibition match.
It's not just because we believe in Tanrinji that we're willing to give them a chance.
the most important……
"Welcome everyone to the martial arts performance competition!"
Jimi's distinctive voice resonated throughout the entire Racing Ship via the microphone.
It made a very excited announcement:
"In this match, the monk Shemo from Danlun Temple will face off against Yun Zhi, the guardian of the Immortal Ship Alliance, the vice-general of the [Hunting] Star God—well, now she's my lover—who is revered throughout the universe as 'True Lord Jingfeng Baiyu'!"
After reciting his lines with eyes closed and a passionate voice, Jimi opened his eyes, looked down, and—
"Why?"
On the arena, there was a monk with his hands clasped together.
There was also a child dressed in fine clothes.
"Where is the True Lord?"
Jimi said he was a little confused.
The child turned to look at the stands where Jimi was:
"Snowy Owl, can't you see?"
In fact, what Yunzhi originally wanted to say was:
"Are you blind?"
But that won't do. You have your own burdens to bear. Don't swear in front of your people and set a bad example for your children.
Yunzhi's displeasure was very targeted; even though Jimi was only receiving remote guidance from a puppet, it instantly bristled:
"Ahhhhhh... Let me see... Oh, I see! Now, let's welcome the puppet version of the True Lord Jingfeng Baiyu with applause!"
People from Xianzhou have all heard of Danlun Temple.
Although few and many did not believe it, most people knew that it was a group of Bu Li people.
Their appearance on the arena of the martial arts ceremony should, in theory, have stirred up a surging tide of excitement, and the monks might even be beaten to death by the angry spectators.
Of course, if they hadn't restrained their inherent human nature and revealed their true colors in the conflict, things would probably have been very different.
And now...
Perhaps they felt that seeing Jingfeng Baiyu Zhenjun was a rare occurrence, and that his puppet state was indeed uncommon.
The audience's attention was entirely focused on Yunzhi.
Danlun Temple?
Oh, come on then.
The audience's attention was all focused on Yunzhi, which reassured Shemo, who was somewhat at a loss.
She silently recited Buddhist scriptures, praying for the children of Danlun Temple and for the future of Danlun Temple.
Meanwhile, on the enormous throne in the audience seats, Lan rested her chin on her hand, watching the arena.
Eyes were constantly flashing around me.
"Here, I, Jimi, would like to give a formal introduction to Tanrinji Temple."
"This is a gathering place for a group of Buli people who 'abhor killing.' In this corner of the universe, they suppress their nature, refuse killing and cruelty, and strictly abide by the precepts and doctrines, and have never broken them to this day."
"They stand here today to prove to the entire universe that the monks of Danlun Temple have never lost to Bu Li's true nature, and they have done it!"
The host, Jimi, finished reading the script.
The audience was completely silent.
There was no applause, no surprise, no questioning, and no one raised any objections.
Jimi was a little embarrassed.
After finishing her lines, she realized no one was responding. This...
But Jimi, being a top-notch host, quickly adjusted its strategy and continued speaking:
"Now, let's appreciate the spirit of the monks of Tanrin-ji Temple, who have persevered through countless amber ages!"
"The match begins!!!"
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With almost no one paying attention to who was on the field, Shemo suddenly opened his eyes, his hands transforming into sharp claws, his entire body covered in wolf fur.
She let out a roar, but it didn't carry any murderous intent.
Yunzhi's puppet is in the form of a boy, and looks like a child from a distance.
This time, in addition to considering the difficulties of Tanrinji Temple, I also wanted to test the endurance of the puppets of the Ten Kings.
The puppet cannot, like the original body, freely utilize all the power in its destiny.
As those scholars have said, the Fate Walker can stir up a bursting bubble on the path of destiny, allowing them to be seen as the spokesperson of the Star God, and with the Star God's permission, draw upon the power of destiny to unleash a monstrous wave...
Yun Zhi doesn't need the Star God's permission; he can freely summon that immense power of destiny, like creating towering waves in a vast ocean encompassing the universe, causing planets, like small boats on the sea, to sink into the waves...
But forget it, the balance will cause trouble.
Ultimately, after wanting to do whatever you want, you'll always feel that a star god called "Balance" is secretly watching you.
That gaze was too obvious to ignore.
However, the puppet body is quite different.
When Bu Liren lunged at Yun Zhi, the match, which could have been easily resolved with a flick of his finger, felt incredibly awkward and restrictive to Yun Zhi.
The Ten Kings have done their best in making the puppets.
However, they were unable to adjust the puppet's endurance to be the same as that of the cloud itself.
A heavy bow appeared in Yun's hand, which he wielded with ease, as if swinging a club...
He sent the contestant flying in an instant.
Shemo: I flew away?
Yunzhi: Although it feels like it's wearing a turtle shell, it seems its combat power is still formidable.
Lan: ...
"Why are you looking at me?"
Half the audience was watching Him.
"Let's watch the game!"
Lan, a master teacher, possessed her spirit.
Shemo was immediately knocked to the edge of the arena, but Yunzhi, having absorbed the force, did not knock her off the Immortal Boat Luofu.
"Can we still fight?"
Yun made an estimate.
That one blow probably broke half of her bone.
Bu Liren's self-recovery ability is truly remarkable. Shemo endured the pain of bone and muscle reshaping, stood up, and returned to Yunzhi.
"no problem."
She gritted her teeth, trying her best to suppress her true nature while getting into position.
"I...I can still continue!"
Their journey has been incredibly difficult, but Shemo will never abandon his companions who have died for their cause.
A look of admiration flashed in Yun's eyes.
"very good."
The longbow in his hand transformed into a spear:
"You can't beat me, but that's okay."
The spear suddenly thrust out, instantly staining the arena crimson with blood.
Amidst the blood mist, Yun Zhi's smile was reflected in Shemo's blurred eyes.
"If you can hold on for the allotted time, then you've succeeded."
So, keep going!
Whether you are bloodthirsty wolves or beings capable of achieving enlightenment on the spot is up to you.