The final battles had begun, and the first pitted the strongest fighters from East and West against each other. It drew countless eyes, especially since Meng Chuan and Colby were world-famous martial arts stars.
The match's enormous impact was hardly surprising.
And once it officially began, the audience would only keep growing.
Many predicted that, apart from the fight for First of the Generation, this would be the most explosive match of all.
"The match is about to start. It's all up to Meng Chuan now!"
"Defeating Colby, the strongest fighter from a Western country, would do wonders for Great Chu's international standing."
"Chen Zhiming has to face the invincible Sevis. He probably won't make the final, so Meng Chuan is all we have left. He has to win!"
"Let's not put too much pressure on him. Meng God has always been unbeatable. Just believe in him."
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"Go, Meng Chuan!"
At that moment, even his usual haters couldn't help cheering him on.
Colby had also shown formidable strength, and the people of Great Chu had seen it. Even Wang Chongyi of Wudang had lasted only a few moves against him.
Nor had Meng Chuan displayed the outrageous dominance Sevis had. That left the public far from confident.
It wasn't just ordinary people watching. Senior figures from Great Chu, America, and other nations had gathered in the Phoenix Nest's VIP rooms.
Dressed in formal attire, they stared at the screens and watched the approaching battle closely.
The significance behind Meng Chuan and Colby's fight reached far beyond the fight itself...
Some leaders of smaller nations even felt that, in a sense, this match billed as the final clash between East and West could shape the direction of the coming world summit...
They watched nervously, unsure who would have the last