For the time being, he could not find any evidence against the Sole Supremacy Society, but Wenren Sheng would never allow anyone to cause trouble near his hometown again.
To achieve that, he needed to flex his muscles.
Memories from his past life had given him plenty of similar solutions.
Now that he thought about it, the Eastwater Giant being destroyed by Wei Yiqing's Doom Aura had not been a good thing.
Because many people did not know how it had been destroyed. The ignorant knew no fear.
Some idiots could only understand a simple, direct fist.
How should he flex his muscles? Wenren Sheng suddenly recalled the many fantasy novels he had read. Whenever some powerful figure emerged from seclusion, they would always hold a martial arts tournament to show off their strength and force others into submission.
He would not be so overbearing, but he could learn from the format.
As it happened, he still had two Otherworldly Users that he had never redeemed from the Vortex Gate. They would be more than enough as bait for a martial arts tournament.
This would be both an opportunity to flex his muscles and a chance to probe the depths of the mysterious world.
Whether his three thousand-plus Mystery Points could suppress the entire field would become clear enough.
With that in mind, Wenren Sheng called Inspector Liu.
A weary voice came from the other end. "Old Wen, what is it?"
"You haven't had much chance to rest these days, have you?"
"Rest? I still haven't gotten off work..." Inspector Liu said with a bitter smile.
"You've worked hard. This is indeed a major matter." Wenren Sheng nodded, then explained his intentions. "I want to put up two Otherworldly Users to hold a World's Greatest Otherworldly User Tournament. On the