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Chapter 18: No Badmouthing Allowed
"Please take care of me, warriors!" Lian Yun bowed once more and then signed contracts with the Twelve Fierce Warriors in one breath. After that, he waved his hand, allowing them to enter the Box within him.
"Why not take a moment to break through on the stone coffin?" Zhang Bao, who had reached the Peak of Kings, approached.
Had it not been for Lian Yun's interruption, Zhang Bao would have had a high chance of breaking through to Monarch. However, he felt no regret; instead, he experienced a unique sense of satisfaction.
Lian Yun was somewhat puzzled.
Although he knew that the stone coffin was unusual, he did not understand its specific effects. However, since it was Zhang Bao, who possessed a certain level of perception, Lian Yun knew there must be benefits involved.
After some thought, Lian Yun nodded. He waited until Fan Zeng and the others left before walking up to the stone coffin and sitting cross-legged on it.
Once again, he attempted to break through to the King's Realm.
……………………
Outside Divine Sword Mountain, the battlefield that had originally been between the human race and the Demon Clan saw a shift half a month ago. With many Monarchs and countless powerful kings arriving from the human side, the Demon Clan chose to retreat.
The humans then planned an area measuring two hundred meters in length and width outside Divine Sword Mountain. They excavated nearly thirty meters of width beyond this area, transforming it into an Arena without much alteration.
Afterward, the ground beyond the thirty-meter space was raised, creating layers of steps that formed simple stands.
However, the venue for the Alliance Tournament could not consist solely of dirt. Thus, carpets and special seating were affixed or nailed throughout the competition area.
In addition, within the thirty-meter-wide recessed space between the stands and the Arena, several prestigious special viewing platforms were constructed.
One of the longest platforms occupied an entire side of the Arena; it was undoubtedly reserved for high-ranking officials within the alliance. As for other exclusive platforms, they were clearly designated for prominent families and Major Powers.
In less than half a month, a grand and magnificent competition venue was completed.
However, when the competition began, the venue was packed to capacity, with no empty seats in sight. The number of spectators alone reached a staggering four hundred thousand.
In addition to the esteemed VIP section, the Alliance stands, competitors, competitors' families, and various staff members, the entire venue could accommodate around fifty thousand people.
Most importantly, among these fifty thousand, nearly all possessed a certain level of skill; it was likely that more than half were champions.
There was an unprecedented atmosphere in the air.
Yet before the competition commenced, the first announcement from the Alliance High Command sparked intense reactions from the audience.
The first matter was the number of competitors.
Historically, it had been set at one thousand twenty-four competitors. The elimination system would determine the champion and runner-up after ten rounds.
However, this time there were one thousand twenty-five spots available, with one competitor exempted from each of the first nine rounds. The final round would feature three competitors, who would then battle it out to decide the top three positions.
This meant that if someone were exceptionally lucky, they could potentially skip nine rounds and still secure at least a third-place title without having to fight.
While this seemed somewhat unfair, it also added an element of anticipation and unexpected excitement.
Another point that elicited strong reactions from the audience was that some of the competitors were actually foreign participants.
Considering that this competition's rankings were related to the Sword Forging Ancestor and Ouzhizi's sword offerings, it was reasonable for foreign alliances to send some competitors to join in on the action.
However, there were not many foreign participants—only eighteen in total.
But precisely because their numbers were few, these competitors were likely among the strongest of their peers from abroad.
Thus, it seemed that the battles in the final rounds would be exceptionally thrilling.
However, the intense reactions from the audience were divided into two types: one group was there to enjoy the spectacle, while the other was filled with indignation. After all, Ouzhizi was an ancestor of Huaxia, and why should he give a sword to the people of Outer Alliance? What right did they have to take a share without contributing anything? This left many feeling quite upset.
Even if there were only eighteen spots, it still felt excessive, didn’t it?
But the decision had already been made; no matter how much they opposed it, they could not change the identities of the participants.
Then, the list of competitors for the first round was announced along with the name of the first lucky contestant.
The audience had been discussing and commenting on each familiar competitor and predicting who would win. However, when they heard the name of the first lucky contestant, there was a moment of silence before an uproar erupted.
“Is it him? Could it be him? I didn’t see him enter!”
“Lian Yun Lian Yun, it must be Cloud Emperor! There’s no one else named Lian Yun!”
“Didn’t he lose all his spiritual power? How could he participate in the competition?”
“You all don’t know yet. Three months ago, Cloud Emperor appeared on Capital Ghost Street and even used Sword Intent. It seems he also obtained a Ghost Hound, Ghost Slave from Cloud Emperor Palace.”
“I heard he went to Divine Sword Mountain and got an unknown divine sword.”
“If that’s true, doesn’t that mean he hasn’t really lost his strength?”
“He has lost it but regained it. Haven’t you heard about Fengdu?”
“The Sword Control Technique! That unknown person from the Eastern Family can use the Sword Control Technique. Although it’s surprising, it makes sense. And that other person who blocked that powerful Locust’s Evil Spirit must also know the Sword Control Technique. His identity is pretty obvious, right?”
“You mean because Dongfang Yi has a good relationship with the Lin Clan, and there are rumors that Dongfang Yi is infatuated with Lin Beiyan, he has shown great favor towards Lian Yun, thus passing on the Sword Control Technique to him?”
“That’s indeed possible. Moreover, since he has such a close relationship with people from the Eastern Family, there’s a high likelihood that it is indeed Lian Yun.
"But~~~~ but~~"
"Yes, he hasn't left Fengdu yet. Many people have sent others in to search for him, but no trace has been found."
"Could it be~~~"
"Don't think too much. As long as we don't see a corpse, there's no way he's dead~~"
The Cloud Emperor once again risked his life to protect others, and this time it was significantly different from the last, as he was protecting someone who could be considered his enemy.
Among the powerful families, many were involved in the decision to frame Lian Yun three years ago. However, the reason Lian Yun chose not to leave after obtaining thirty Blood Spirit Fruits was not due to greed for more Blood Spirit Fruits, but rather to protect others.
Some might consider the Cloud Emperor foolish for this.
Yet almost everyone felt that if they were in danger, they would hope for someone like him to protect them. Lian Yun's actions were undoubtedly selfless, repaying malice with kindness.
For someone like him, anyone would wish for him to live well and even grow stronger.
How could they tolerate anyone speaking ill of him?
(End of Chapter)
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