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Chapter 829: Chapter 326: Let Us Pray with Loyalty and Welcome Our God’s Arrival!

Everyone listened to Chu Kuanglan’s absurd and bizarre description, all frowned slightly.

A street thug-like reason for conflict?

This indeed sounds like a poor excuse.

The Desolate Bone Corps have entrenched themselves in the City of Injustice for years, ranking among the top ten gangs. Although their actions are brutal and savage, they are by no means brainless brutes.

Their core leader, Gu Yan, is particularly known for his sinister and deep planning.

How could such a force recklessly provoke the Celestial Punishment Association, this unfathomable hornet’s nest, over a few words?

"The reason may be laughable, but the motive is not simple."

Lu Jiuyuan’s gaze was calm, "I’ve gathered some intelligence on Gu Yan; he’s ruthless and skilled in scheming. Actively provoking the Celestial Punishment Association surely involves some deeper plot we do not know, or... he is facing some kind of pressure that requires probing."

Fang Qingyu nodded slightly, Lu Jiuyuan’s judgment was consistent with his own thoughts.

He looked at Lin Yu and said in a deep voice, "Lin Yu, have the brothers in the city from Dawn pay more attention to the details of the conflict between the Desolate Bone Corps and the Celestial Punishment Association recently. Focus on collecting exposed information from the Celestial Punishment Association, be it fighting styles, characteristics of personnel, or any clues about their internal structure."

"Since the Desolate Bone Corps is willing to be the scout, we should take the opportunity to observe."

Lin Yu immediately nodded, eyes gleaming with competence, "Understood."

As the intelligence chief of Dawn in the city, this is indeed within her scope of duties.

As they spoke, the outline of a massive arena appeared in front of them.

Compared to the previous days, today’s atmosphere was noticeably more fervent.

The crowd thronged towards various entrances like a boiling tide, the tumultuous noise almost overturning the sky.

The top 128 matches were kicking off, the real competition had begun.

Countless contestants who relied on luck or lacked strength in the previous rounds had been eliminated.

Those who made it to this stage were all elite with excellent strength, mindset, and luck.

Stepping into the arena, one is instantly engulfed by the deafening roar.

The stands were packed, a black mass, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes fixed on the three massive central stages, the air thick with excitement and tension.

As the competition progressed, some true geniuses began to emerge, gaining fame.

Chu Kuanglan, with his unmatched, wild force, and a Profound Iron Heavy Sword as wide as a door, would brute force his way through opponents, earning the name "Mountain Shaker."

Wei Banmeng’s Profound Qilin Double Blades were hailed by the audience as "Jinghong."

Lin Yu, Su Wanqing, and several other Tier Two Peak members of Dawn also made quite a name for themselves.

Facing olive branches and tentative contacts from various forces, they unanimously declined gently.

They also claimed to already have a faction.

This sense of mystery added to their allure.

Meanwhile, regarding the Thunder Pattern Masked individual who created the "Seven Kills" legend on the Tier Two stage...

The fervor for "Thunder God" not only did not fade, but instead intensified with the fierce progress of the top 128 matches.

The reason is simple.

This "Thunder God" seemingly did not register for the subsequent Tier Two events!

He was like a brilliant meteor streaking across the night sky, leaving the most dazzling moment, then vanished without a trace.

This sense of mystery sparked countless speculations.

"Definitely a Modified Martial Artist! Otherwise, how could they be so strong? Must have used some forbidden techniques, too afraid to show up again!"

"Nonsense! That power was legitimate, absolutely genuine skill! I reckon they’re some hidden card of a major faction, just showing their face before retreating!"

"Perhaps they used some potential-exhausting secret technique and are now holed up somewhere nursing their wounds!"

"Whether it’s a Modified Martial Artist or secret techniques, cowardice is cowardice! Can they manage another ten straight wins?"

Voices of doubt, praise, and ridicule intertwined in the stands.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei sat in reserved seats, absorbing the discussions.

Fang Qingyu’s expression was calm and unperturbed, as if the discussion topics had nothing to do with him.

That identity was temporarily used to save Su Wanqing.

Merely a short-lived alias.

Others’ criticism or praise didn’t need to be considered.

"It’s starting." Jiang Weiqing’s clear voice sounded beside, with a hint of undetectable ease.

Lei Meng was not present.

They no longer needed to hide anything and could quietly watch their friends fight.

On the stage, the competition to advance from the top 128 to 64 was officially underway.

Every match represented a higher level of confrontation.

The intensity of fighting and the use of skills far surpassed the qualifiers and group matches.

Fang Qingyu’s gaze calmly swept across the various stages.

He was already quite satisfied that Chu Kuanglan, Wei Banmeng, and Lu Jiuyuan had made it this far.

It must be noted, their actual Martial Arts Cultivation was generally only at the early stage of Tier Two.

With their superior talent, solid foundation, and rich combat experience, they possessed the ability to challenge Tier Two Peak.

This itself is a tremendous success.

The following matches would only see stronger opponents, greater pressures.

So Fang Qingyu required them to...

only two points.

Do your best, and stay safe.

While rankings and Pure Crystals were important, everyone’s safety was always the priority.

Fang Qingyu did not want anyone to pay an irreparable price in pursuit of victory.

Just then, in the aisle beside the audience seats.

A small figure pushed against the crowd, stumbling a bit, running towards where Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei were sitting.