Fierce Showdown

With a single command from the emperor, the final match began, and the massive venue erupted in cheers, with hundreds of thousands of people making a ruckus.

Keosius sat casually on the throne, resting his chin on his right hand, looking down at the passionate crowd.

"With history drastically altered, who will be the champion of the first competition?"

"I'm starting to look forward to it."

In fact, Keosius was quite curious about who would win the championship.

In the original history, "Erezege" didn't have that many players. Relying on real-world spending, the Overlord of "Royal Authority" undoubtedly won the championship.

However, the emergence of the Empire brought about a dramatic change to the [Northern Lands Feng Yun] version.

The emergence of various faction subclasses, changes in quest lines, and the rise of the magic industry have resulted in a situation in the Anzeta Great Wasteland that is now largely unrelated to the original history in Keosius's memory.

This is a completely new journey.

Keosius disliked predetermined fate; it was too heavy and made him feel powerless.

He enjoyed the feeling of changing his destiny and even taking history into his own hands.

Looking down at the players' seats, those who had stood out were already preparing for the upcoming battles, each one full of fighting spirit.

Keosius turned his head, smiled at the white-haired girl serving him, and casually asked, "Tinia, who do you think will win the championship?"

Tinia looked at the players with disdain and muttered under her breath, "Master, why won't you let me participate? I can win the championship too."

She stretched out her hand and gripped it fiercely. "These weaklings, I can crush them into mincemeat with one swipe of my claw."

As she spoke, Tinia's expression became infatuated, and she became absorbed in her own world.

"Then I can get the champion's Gold Coin and gain your favor, hehehehe."

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Keosius turned away, somewhat speechless, and continued watching the game.

To expect this White Beast to spew out ivory from its dragon mouth is simply wishful thinking.

Let's watch the game instead.

"Flesh and blood are weak, but machinery soars! Kuang Chao Ge is the champion!"

"S God is invincible!"

"Glory belongs to the Born Battle Maniac!"

"Royal Authority glory, immortal heroes! The champion will always belong to our Royal Authority!"

The cheers of the star players' support groups rose and fell, and a war of words broke out over who would win the championship.

Under the arrangement of the Imperial authorities, the 128 finalists began to draw lots to select their opponents and determine the order of appearance.

This competition will consist of seven rounds and will employ the most brutal elimination system. Losing just one match will mean the end of your competitive career.

Therefore, the luck of the divination also becomes a very important point.

Players with bad luck are more likely to draw several strong opponents in a row, forcing them to reveal their cards early on.

—For example, Charlotte, who is known as "Unlucky person".

Surrounded by numerous members of the [Magic Coin] group, he looked at the bronze plaque in his hand that read "Dawei Tianlong" and couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

"Sigh, I'm used to it."

Charlotte sighed deeply.

This cruel world is always so unfriendly to Unlucky Person.

Dawei Tianlong is the guild leader of the Shaolin Temple, renowned for his formidable physique, and is widely recognized as the strongest Monk player at present.

To encounter such an opponent in the first round can only be described as being in line with his own prediction of luck.

Monk are highly agile, especially high-ranking Monk like the Dawei Tianlong, which is very unfriendly to a mage like him who is afraid of getting close.

Fortunately, the opponent lacked the means to counter the spell.

They can still fight.

Charlotte took a deep breath and looked at her battle order again—sure enough, first match.

"It's really a headache. If we encounter strong opponents like this in several matches, it will be bad if they figure out our tactics."

"But no one can defeat a well-prepared mage!"

The wand in his hand was entirely silver, with intricate openwork patterns on its top, emitting a deep blue light.

—That's a rare piece of equipment: the Battle Mage Staff.

Its effect is simple and practical, giving the user's spells a tracking effect and allowing them to penetrate cover and find targets in complex battlefields.

Charlotte gripped her wand tightly, her expression somewhat grave.

"I'll be the first to go, and I'll be facing a formidable opponent. The prestige of the Magic Coin depends on me!"

"Go, President!"

"Control the opposing Monk until he dies!"

"To restore the glory of the mage is our inescapable duty!"

The members of Magic Coin cheered and encouraged their leader.

As the president of one of the four great families, Charlotte is incredibly powerful.

Moreover, for mages, financial resources are an important part of their strength, and the [Magic Coin] is quite wealthy.

Meanwhile, in the selection of the chief on the opposite side, the players of [Shaolin Temple] were also full of passion and excitement.

"Dragon Bro Tianlong, you are the strongest!"

"Abbot, how can a mere mage possibly stand a chance against our bodies, which have been tempered through countless trials!"

"Weak! That mage Charlotte is really weak! Quickly smash him to pieces with your fists!"

Dawei Tianlong stroked his shiny bald head and bowed to the players who supported him, saying, "I will do my best!"

He grinned, revealing a set of neat, white teeth. "Let them—experience the strength of a Sanda monk!"

The narrator's passionate voice echoed throughout the venue.

"His Your Majesty Keosius is present at this competition, and I believe everyone will give their all to compete for this glorious championship title!"

"In this match, our players can unleash their full potential without any reservations—because His Majesty has personally set up a barrier on the venue that can eliminate any attacks that extend beyond the area."

"Really?"

Some curious players, not believing in superstition, decided to try it themselves.

He unleashed a fireball into the arena, but an invisible barrier seemed to appear in mid-air, extinguishing the fireball instantly.

The player who had been playing such a game was quickly taken away by the Tiefling Guard.

"Holy crap, this is so high-tech?"

"Really?!"

"Such a large-scale Anti-Magic Field is outrageous!"

"Great! I want to see a massive bombing!"

Keosius, seated on the throne, smiled without saying a word. This was merely a trivial tactic employed by the [Empire Domain], nothing more than a magic ban.

"I can even mute you!" the commentator continued. "Our first match is about to begin!"

"Now, let's reveal the two competitors. The blue team's player is—number 00023, Dawei Tianlong!"

"Dawei Tianlong!"

"Monk are amazing! One-Punch Man!"

A tidal wave of cheers erupted from the audience.

As a well-known professional Monk fighter, Dawei Tianlong has attracted many fans with his crisp, powerful fighting style.

On a certain video platform, there is also a compilation of his match videos titled "One Punch Extinguishes the Wind and Rain, and There Are No Gods in the World," which has garnered over a million views.

A two-meter-tall bald Monk walked out of the contestants' tunnel, waved to the audience, and flashed a confident, radiant smile.

The muscular body was as perfect as a sculpture, and the reflection in its teeth and head was dazzling to the eyes.

"Who turned on the light?"

"Holy crap, that's a super bright light bulb!"

"This guy looks ridiculously strong. I feel sorry for his opponent. Which unlucky guy drew the Great Mighty Heaven in the first round?"

"Yes, it's said that he knocks out every Preliminary Round with one punch, showing no mercy whatsoever."

"The player on the red team is—"

The commentator can draw out the sound, creating anticipation, and only reveal the answer when everyone's attention is focused on the contestants' passage.

"Number 00005, Charlotte!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a mage dressed in a light purple robe and holding a bright silver staff appeared at the end of the passage, his expression Yun Danfengqing.

"Holy crap?"

"What an unlucky guy!"

"Isn't this the guy who got twenty consecutive bad pulls?"

Hearing such exclamations, Charlotte's smile stiffened slightly, but he still bowed politely and greeted the audience.

"This is the president of one of the four great families— Magic Coin!"

"This is going to be interesting, a clash of titans!"

"Holy crap, look at his gear!"

"Nine rare pieces of equipment, one, two, three, four, even the ring on his hand is glowing blue! This guy is a real tycoon!"

"As expected of the president of a powerful family, even if I were sold, I couldn't afford so many divine equipment!"

"To restore the glory of the mage is our inescapable duty!"

Charlotte nodded in satisfaction upon hearing the various exclamations from the audience.

This is the kind of clout a chairman of a powerful family should have! The commentator continued, "Looks like everyone's in high spirits!"

"As expected of the finals, both sides are top players in their respective fields. The blue team is the so-called 'One-Punch Monk ' Dawei Tianlong, and the red team is Charlotte, the president of the top club Magic Coin."

"So—who will win this match? Let's wait and see!"

On the spacious arena, Charlotte and Dawei Tianlong faced off against each other.

Whether it's the aura emanating from the monk or the tall, strong physique of the Monk, both exert considerable psychological pressure on the other party.

Faced with such a formidable opponent, both sides remained serious and showed no signs of complacency.

"Three, two, one! The game begins!"

The referee gave the order, signaling the start of the battle.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, the Dawei Tianlong stomped his foot, cracking the ground and kicking up dust. He then leaped into the air, leaving afterimages in his wake.

This is the ability of the Monk to "Wall Climbing," which consumes internal energy to achieve high-speed movement.

"Whoosh—"

The wind howled and whistled.

The two-meter-tall Monk soared through the air, and those in the audience could hardly see his trajectory with the naked eye.

"Prepare to die!"

The Dawei Tianlong let out a furious roar.

The commentator's voice was full of passion. "You can see that Dawei Tianlong's fighting style is very aggressive. He wants to close the distance by using Wall Climbing techniques to kill in one blow! So fast!"

"But as a mage, Charlotte is by no means helpless!"

Charlotte gazed at the Dawei Tianlong in mid-air and gently rubbed the ring on her hand.

[Misty Step]

"Boom!"

The bald Monk landed on the ground, creating a large crater, but only a thin layer of silvery-white smoke remained where the mage had just stood.

Charlotte had already appeared dozens of meters away, raising her wand and unleashing blinding lightning from its tip.

"Boom--"

A Lightning Beam tore through the air and struck the Monk not far away.

Lightning's speed surpasses human physical reflexes, making it difficult even for Dawei Tianlong to dodge.

The Monk's strong body was instantly pierced by lightning, leaving charred marks, but he still revealed a mouthful of white teeth.

But spells need to be prepared.

Spellcasting has a cooldown period! "Beautiful counter-attack! We can see Charlotte using her Misty Step to create distance before unleashing Lightning Beam that deals damage!"

"But the Dawei Tianlong's physique is simply too powerful! It actually withstood this attack head-on!"

The moment Charlotte unleashed her Lightning Beam, the Dawei Tianlong took the hit head-on, then stomped on the ground again, rapidly closing in.

Wow, that's fast!

Charlotte was startled. Before he could cast his next spell, the Monk was already in front of him, swinging his fist, which was bigger than a casserole dish.

A strong gust of wind swept in.

"A mere trick, yet you dare to show off your meager skills before an expert! Dawei Tianlong!"

"When--"

With a crisp sound, Charlotte remained motionless as a magical membrane appeared around him, blocking the extremely powerful punch.

It was Otiluke's Resilient Sphere! Instead, the bald Monk was blasted away by the power of the spell.

Charlotte grinned and raised the Battle Mage Staff in her hand, which emitted a faint red glow.

Now!

This Monk had no chance to dodge! [Human Hold Spell]

A pale red light shot out, heading straight for the Monk.

But the Dawei Tianlong roared and, with its powerful control over its body, forcibly twisted its body in mid-air, dodging the attack.

But Charlotte rubbed another ring on her left hand, creating an invisible force field that enveloped the Monk.

[Slow Spell]

The Dawei Tianlong's speed suddenly slowed down to an extreme level, and its movements in mid-air almost came to a standstill.

The commentator's voice rose higher and higher. "It's Slow Spell! It's an area-of-effect spell, and the Dawei Tianlong player can't dodge it with his mobility advantage at all!"

"His attack was a bit reckless this time! Can Charlotte finish the match?"

Charlotte used her Misty Step again to get behind the Monk, raised her staff, and prepared to deliver the final blow.

Just then, the rosary around the neck of the Dawei Tianlong, which was suspended in mid-air, released some kind of power.

It's a spell nullification! What looks like a decorative rosary actually hides an anti-magic orb! Even that bald Monk with his thick eyebrows and big eyes can deceive! The commentator said, "It's a spell nullification! The Dawei Tianlong Warrior has concealed an anti-magic technique; he's looking for an opportunity to get close!"

The Dawei Tianlong instantly broke free from its confinement, its muscles twitching.

He turned around and rushed toward Charlotte, who seemed to be frozen in place in fright, not far away, and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Didn't expect that, did you! I caught you!"

"Dawei Tianlong! World-Honored Ksitigarbha, Paramita Hum!"

With a whistling wind, he threw a punch, the size of a clay pot, straight at the mage's face!

"Boom!"

"What's this?"

The bald Monk looked surprised, as he didn't feel the expected punches landing on his hands; instead, he hit nothing.

And then Charlotte, who was standing still, suddenly exploded.

Chains covered in sharp teeth appeared out of thin air, wrapped around his strong body, and pinned him to the spot.

The commentator spoke at breakneck speed, his tone growing increasingly excited. "My God! In the blink of an eye, the situation has reversed once again!"

"You may not have seen it clearly, but just now, Charlotte teleported into the blind spot of Dawei Tianlong, released Major Image, and set up Sharp Tooth Trap within the illusion."

"He himself then went into stealth mode, thus misleading the Dawei Tianlong Warrior into believing that the phantom was the real him!"

"Clearly, Charlotte's setup was successful! Dawei Tianlong is frozen in place and unable to move!"

Will the competition end here?

Charlotte then emerged from her invisibility, a relaxed smile on her face.

He had sensed something was wrong long ago. How could the leader of a major guild not have anti-magic measures? This kid was definitely trying to trick him! However, this bald Monk's physique was simply too powerful; ordinary spells would hardly kill him in one blow.

Once the immobilization effect of [Sharp Tooth Trap] wears off, the situation may reverse again.

Without the protection of magic, Charlotte's fragile constitution (11 points) wouldn't be able to withstand a punch from the bald Monk.

That's how it is when masters clash; the situation is ever-changing, and opportunities are fleeting.

The longer the night, the more things could go wrong; we absolutely cannot hold back! With that thought, Charlotte touched the Mithril Necklace shimmering with an icy blue light on her chest, which their guild had obtained from the Frost Giant Ruins.

The Cold spell has a special effect on players with Red Dragon blood. Although the Dawei Tianlong does not have Dragonborn characteristics, its inhuman muscles are essentially due to its dragon blood.

Ice Cone

"Whoosh—"

A huge ice spike appeared and suddenly pierced through the strong body of the Monk was frozen in place not far away.

Blood splattered, and cold light flashed everywhere.

Fine ice fragments fell.

The Dawei Tianlong, whose chest was pierced by an ice spike, finally could not hold on any longer. The cold spread, and half of his body was turned into ice.

Immediately afterwards, the muscular body collapsed with a thud, lifeless.

Dawei Tianlong, died.

The commentator announced the result of the match with great enthusiasm, "Congratulations to Charlotte for winning this match!"

"To restore the glory of the mage is our inescapable duty!"

"President!"

"You guys playing mages have such dirty minds!"

The cheers from the audience were like waves.

On the throne high above, Keosius stroked his chin and nodded slightly.

"Not bad, it seems these players have already reached a certain level of skill."

"At least stronger than the players at this stage in the original history."