Unfortunately, after being drawn into groups, Jiang Junyi and Uncle Wu were assigned to the same group.
The two were scattered like stars in the sky, their plans to reach the summit having failed.
"The first to face off is the contestant from the mysterious East!" The host was the same one Jiang Junyi had encountered first.
At this moment, Uncle Wu raised his hand. "Referee, I choose to abstain."
"Oh? What's going on? This Eastern contestant actually withdrew? He must have overexerted himself in the preliminary round!"
"Then congratulations to this young man from the East for advancing directly!"
The host smoothed things over, guessing that the two people probably knew each other.
"Please take a short rest, and let's take a look at this group!"
Jiang Junyi and Uncle Wu walked to a corner of the ring, Uncle Wu considerately massaged Jiang Junyi's shoulders from behind.
" Young Master, relax!"
Jiang Junyi leaned against the corner, his eyes resolute. "I will definitely take him down!"
Meanwhile, the match on the other side had already begun.
A tall, burly man with a thick beard stood in front of the decibel meter and took a deep breath—
"Ah--!"
The standard way to shout during a competition, the simplest way, with the volume turned up to the maximum.
140dB!
"My God! 140dB, are you even human?!" The host was utterly shocked.
In contrast, the other person's initial attempt only yielded 120dB.
"This contestant has a second chance," the host said.
The burly man stood with his arms crossed, as steady as a mountain.
He wasn't worried at all that his rivals could surpass him.
As expected, the other contestant only managed 129dB despite trying his best.
"Congratulations, John!" The host raised the burly man's hand and announced the winner.
"Then, what follows is our final showdown!"
"Please welcome Brother Dongfang!"
Uncle Wu patted Jiang Junyi on the shoulder. " Young Master, go! Take him down!"
"Hoo! Hoo! Leave it to me!"
Jiang Junyi stood up, threw two left and right hooks, and walked to the center of the ring to stand face to face with the burly John.
The difference in body size between the two is still quite significant.
"Do you two have anything to say?" The host looked to the left and right.
The classic pre-match trash talk segment.
John took the microphone. "Be careful, friend, don't shatter your eardrums!"
"Oh!" The host took back the microphone. " John has made a bold statement! How will Dongfang respond?"
Jiang Junyi leaned closer to the microphone. "Play against the other side, have fun."
"A generous gift of crabs!" the host exclaimed dramatically. "This is really getting heated!"
He walked up to John and said, " John, this friend from the East is visiting Skalig for the first time. Would you like to start?"
"No problem!" John nodded with a smile.
"Alright! The competition officially begins!"
John strode confidently to the decibel meter, his expression focused.
He gasped for breath. "Ah—!"
This sound was like the roar of a ferocious beast, and the audience below felt a sharp pain in their ears!
Even with earplugs on, they couldn't help but cover their ears, their faces showing a mixture of excitement and discomfort.
The same shouting, but this time even more intense!
"145dB! 145!! My God! Can this young man from the East really beat John?!" The host's eyes widened.
John smiled smugly and gestured for him to enter.
Jiang Junyi took a deep breath and twisted his neck.
Today, we're going to show them the ancient C programming language from the East!
Jiang Junyi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The entire room fell silent, and Wan Qingyun gripped the armrests of her wheelchair tightly with her small hands.
"Ci... grass—! (a type of plant)"
The sound suddenly erupted, Heaven-Shaking Stone!
Jiang Junyi's face turned red, and his expression became extremely ferocious.
"146! 146dB!" The host was truly excited at this moment, never expecting that a visitor from the East could achieve this!
After Jiang Junyi finished shouting, he immediately sat down in the corner of the ring and gasped for breath.
At that opportune moment, Uncle Wu squeezed Jiang Junyi's shoulder, relaxed his arm, and patted his back lightly. "Well done, Young Master! He's finished!"
Jiang Junyi spat, a smile spreading across his face, "Victory is just around the corner."
John approached the decibel meter with a serious expression.
" John seems to be in dire straits!" the commentator exclaimed passionately. "Can he do it?"
At this moment, cheers erupted from below the arena.
"Honey! You can do it! Honey! You can do it!"
"Dad! Go for it! Dad! Go for it!"
A woman of similarly robust build, accompanied by two children, kept cheering for John.
This commotion attracted the attention of many people.
But they didn't care at all; they just cheered John on with all their might.
Wan Qingyun also heard this sound.
Upon seeing this, John on the stage instantly became incredibly determined.
He suddenly opened his mouth as if a whale were inhaling, and his chest bulged high.
"Ah--!"
John's face was flushed, veins bulged on his forehead, and his body involuntarily leaned forward slowly.
Snowflakes fell softly from the ropes of the ring, the sound carrying for hundreds of meters!
"1...150!!!" The host clenched his fist suddenly. "He did it! He did it!"
John pumped his fist and yelled, "Yeah! Come on!"
Uncle Wu patted Jiang Junyi on the shoulder. " Young Master, go for it."
"Come!"
Jiang Junyi stood up and went to the decibel meter, his face serious.
"Now, the one truly in dire straits is this young man from the East!" The host said with regret. "Can he create a miracle?"
As the host finished speaking, Jiang Junyi took a deep breath.
All the audience members held their breath.
Wan Qingyun felt extremely nervous upon hearing the commotion on the stage.
She had already discerned from Jiang Junyi's earlier shout that it was at his limit...
The situation is now very bad.
But what... can she do?
Suddenly, she remembered the cheers she had just heard.
Wan Qingyun bit her lip slightly, as if she had made a decision, her pretty face turning bright red:
"Honey! Keep it up!"
In that instant, Jiang Junyi looked down at the stage, directly in the direction of Wan Qingyun.
He felt as if he were in a sea of pink flowers, each petal engraved with love.
Jiang Junyi clenched his fists. "I... I..."
Suppressed growls rolled from its throat, vibrating like a wild beast grinding its teeth, as if it were brewing something.
Gradually, wisps of pink True Qi appeared around Jiang Junyi from time to time.
"I... I love frying pans—!"
"Boom--!"
The pink True Qi suddenly erupted and disappeared in a flash.
The sound startled birds into flight, and snow began to fall from the eaves a hundred meters away.
"1...159?!" The host's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "A miracle! A miracle has happened?!"
There was a moment of silence in the audience, followed by a thunderous roar of cheers!
"A miracle! A generous crab! He really did it!" the host exclaimed excitedly.
"The winner! Junyi, Jiang!" He raised Jiang Junyi's arm high, extremely excited.
Wan Qingyun, sitting in the audience, also clenched her fists, her expression full of excitement.
John looked at Jiang Junyi with admiration and gave him a thumbs up.
After the two embraced amicably, the Treasure of the Gods event – Viking War Cry – finally came to a close...