698 Unexpected Casualties (1/2)

Central Arena, Immortal One Area. The noise was deafening. As soon as one entered the arena, one could feel the rolling sound waves forming a resonance, making all the fine hairs on one's body stood on end. A rushing heatwave hit their faces, reddening people's cheeks while their foreheads grew sweaty.

This was a place where they regulated the airflow and the temperature kept constant and pleasant. At this time, it was ignited by the enthusiasm of millions of spectators, which felt like a flame one could not help but melt into it, laughing and shouting aloud with the surrounding people.

Even if the contestants did not play at all, the atmosphere on the arena was already warm.

Since the admission of the Grand Competition wasn't by ticket, they based the good spots on a first-come-first-served basis. Thus, many people came here in advance to wait—for cultivators who were used to closed-door training and had a long life, waiting for three to five days was nothing. At this time, the fight was about to begin, and the several days of dull waiting seemed to have finally come to a close.

After two hours of noise, the atmosphere in the arena didn't stop increasing. Many people who came later could not find their seats and could only stand. Those who were later than that couldn't even find a place to stand. The arena did not allow them to float or stand on their flying sword; thus, they had to use their magical powers. Some of them wanted to open up a spatial dimension using the same technique as that in mustard seed bag. As a result, the arena protection array expelled them out of the arena immediately after they began. Some were clever enough to come up with a way—by directly morphing themselves into something like flies or mosquitoes, suddenly felt the vastness of their surroundings.

Of course, although this kind of miscellaneous skills could solve the problem, few would want to do it, even if they could. As cultivators, most of them have reputations to uphold, so they had no patience to be so cruel to themselves. Therefore, they could only sigh.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Finally, a few people came up to the empty rostrum. This immediately aroused the attention of countless people.

They were the bigwigs of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals, He Tu, Kuqin, Zhuri, Tianlun...

Feng Yin did not attend because he would be on the stage in a few minutes, so there was no need to go to the rostrum. Besides the leader of the four super sects, other high-level leaders followed closely from behind. Among these people, Wang Lu's figure was particularly noticeable.

Jindan Stage mingling among many Supreme level cultivators, Wang Lu was truly a one of a kind in Nine Regions in recent time. This odd one was extremely popular. After appearing, the audience exploded into thunderous cheers that were greater even that of when He Tu and the others appeared.

Wang Lu waved his hand to the crowd with great pleasure, and especially his eyes stayed on many hot girls for a while. However, that was when he saw Wang Wu arrived; he settled down and looked straight into the arena.

At the same time, the last few individuals who appeared roused the audience.

They were the several Deity Stage cultivators who were contestants in this fight. Including the substitutes, there were ten of them. Led by Feng Yin, they entered the fighting arena slowly.

Just as the audience was about to welcome them in with their warmest applause and cheers, a thunder-like sound burst from the audience stand.

”Union of Ten Thousand Immortals' Immortal Method Is Limitless, Unifying Three Realms!”

”Daoist Master Feng Yin Is Invincible! His Might Dominate The Whole World!”

”General Feng Tian's Remarkable Ability Is As High As The Sky, Triumphing In Every Battle!”

”Fairy Ling Yin Possessed Great Magical Power, Her Power Shook The Immortals!”

Their cries drained the colors out of the faces of millions of spectators outside the arena. They were all thinking of the same thing: 'What in the world is this?'

Starting from Feng Yin up to the last substitute, every contestant had their personal slogan. It could make people tremble with sweat just by hearing their whispers. Much less now hear countless people shout in unison. It was like a hundred claws scratching their heart and their blood flowing in reverse.

When people had become as good as dead, that rousing sound became increasingly louder and clearer, shocking the entire place into a faint rumble. People's heart fell and withered in the wind and rain. After a moment, the audience began to leave, first a little, then like a landslide, and then it surged like a tsunami. As if the dam had collapsed, countless audience members fled the audience stand, leaving out many empty seats unoccupied.

Many people on the rostrum who saw this also looked unnatural after exchanging glances before turning their eyes to Wang Lu. Obviously, this was Wang Lu's doing.

Wang Lu seemed somewhat proud of this as he replied, ”What do the Elders think about this? This is the cheerleading team specially hired for this group fight. Aren't their voices powerful and full of spirit?”

The Red Robe Elder who was personally close to Wang Lu coughed. He looked at the now only a fifth of the audience and asked, ”Where did you find these strange people?”

Wang Lu excitedly said, ”There's a place called Ocean Star Constellation, I wonder if Elder had ever heard of it? Although the strength of the cultivators over there is just average, they are fantastic at tooting horn! When I went there, the current leader personally showed me their abilities! It was a gorgeous mess! If Elder wants it, I can ask them to write a paragraph for you.”

The Red Robed Elder repeatedly waved his hand. ”Don't want it. I can't afford to lose my old face.”