"Keep going, Lin Li!"
"A thousand years out of sight, then a king in a single day!"
His fans urged him on. Lin Li's ranking had already climbed near the top of the dukes.
Defeating King Ola had earned him a massive haul of points!
That settled it: he had shown king-level ability. Only his ranking had yet to catch up.
A count received a satellite, a marquis a planet, a duke a star, and a king an entire solar system.
Lin Li was one match away.
He had risen through the ranks undefeated, then defeated a low-ranked king while still at the bottom of the dukes. His name had spread overnight.
The match had clearly caught the attention of many kings. Some had come to watch in person, while others had watched the broadcast from across the Milky Way.
Many of them realized a monstrous newcomer was about to enter their ranks...
The Nomu Civilization had gone wild. The Revival Society kept promoting the Ziwei Troupe's record, and now the whole civilization was following "War God Lin Li."
Since the Nomu Civilization's founding, it had never produced anyone this formidable.
He might not look like a Nomu, but he was a Nomu citizen. That was enough for them to share in the glory.
With his goal so close, Lin Li was about to queue again when Huang Ji said, "Stop. Don't queue yet."
"Oh." Lin Li obeyed at once. He stopped queuing and took a crowd of fans out to eat.
With Adams helping keep things under control, the gathering had been going well—until a ghastly pale, fleshy mountain of a monster barged into the hall.
It was a bizarre, unsettling living creature. "Mountain of flesh" was no exaggeration: standing there, it looked like an irregular mass of skinless,