Your Turn

Tong Qing landed steadily in the center of the stage, put away the sword in his hand, and revealed his face beneath the armor.

Hu Disi and Wang were taken away by medical personnel. They were seriously injured, but their lives were not in danger. The medical pods would have them fully recovered within a few hours.

For Tong Qing, this battle had ended perfectly.

The revelry in the venue continued. Tong Qing's battle had been too thrilling, stirring the fighting spirit of countless beings.

Many looked at Tong Qing with fanaticism in their eyes, as though he were an object of faith.

Lei Ting, Hu Bingxin, and the others on the field showed slight changes in expression upon seeing this.

They were not afraid of Tong Qing's strength. Rather, the momentum he had displayed had allowed countless lives across the universe to witness the Black Eye Civilization and admire it even more deeply.

This was public support.

Tong Qing had not seemed to be displaying his strength just now. It had been more like he was gathering public support.

If Tong Qing became the faith of the universe's living beings, the consequences would be terrifying. In the future, if Tong Qing wanted to invade any civilization, the resistance would not be great.

Moreover, countless top experts would choose to join the Black Eye Civilization.

"Your turn."

Tong Qing smiled warmly. After speaking to Lei Ting and the others, he walked to his place at the edge of the arena.

"I'll go." Lei Ting stepped forward and looked at his two opponents. "You two can come at me together."

The moment those words were spoken, an uproar erupted through the venue once more.

Tong Qing had gone first, and Lei Ting was unwilling to be outdone.

This special event had