"Don't forget, after that 'special training' under General Drill Rhino, he has already 'tempered' a steadfast heart befitting a martial artist."
Suiryu emphasized the words "special training" and "tempered."
This reminded everyone present of what had happened some time ago.
On the tenth level of Martial Refinement Peak, Darkshine had been subjected to Jozu's one-sided, merciless beating.
No matter how miserably he screamed, wailed, or even cried, he had gritted his teeth and endured.
In the end, he had grown numb to the pain, found anger within himself, and stopped being a coward.
The tightly furrowed brows around them relaxed somewhat.
He had already endured days as hellish as that.
What else could he possibly fear?
Very soon.
Patry and Superalloy Darkshine arrived at the center of the Multiverse Duel Arena.
They stood fifty meters apart, facing each other from afar.
Their styles formed an incredibly stark contrast.
Patry wore white robes, his face expressionless and his golden eyes calm throughout.
It was as though he did not consider his opponent worth his attention at all.
Meanwhile, Superalloy Darkshine wore a hearty, confident smile.
Facing the gazes of hundreds of thousands of spectators.
Not only was he not nervous in the slightest.
He enthusiastically began striking all sorts of bodybuilding poses on the spot.
"Behold my side chest pose!"
"Now look at my front double biceps!"
"Thank you all for your support! Please enjoy this supreme masterpiece of musculature to your hearts' content!"
As Darkshine spoke with boundless enthusiasm, he struck poses brimming with power.
His massive, darkly gleaming muscles continuously contracted, swelled, and stretched beneath the sunlight.
Cheers mixed with amazement and good-natured laughter erupted from the stands.
The host, Gatz, floating in midair, was amused as well.
Seeing that the atmosphere had already reached its peak, he did