Everything happening in the outside world seemed very, very far away from Infinite City.
It felt like reading the news online—everything overseas seemed incredibly distant, so distant that sometimes it felt as though they existed in two separate dimensions.
Infinite City's First Martial Arts Tournament was still in full swing. As the players' strength continued to multiply, many of them began to rise to prominence.
Several teenagers had fought their way from the youth division into the First Martial Arts Tournament. The players who favored them called them champion seeds, the highest praise for these youths, meaning they had a chance to claim the championship.
Of all the players participating in the tournament, none did not want to become champion. A championship meant everything; this was a winner-takes-all competition.
Inside the training grounds of District 88, a teenager was currently bare-armed, punching madly. Before him hung an enormous sandbag weighing at least several hundred tons, yet beneath his fists it shook violently, producing a ceaseless, ear-splitting roar.
This youth was one of the champion seeds, named Yu Cun. His class was Battlefield Mage, a melee mage-type class. Not only did it possess tremendously powerful spells, but its physical capabilities were not lacking either.
During the youth division, he had relied on his formidable fighting ability to beat his opponents into breaking down on the spot.
"I finally fought my way in! Hahahaha! I'll let the whole world see with their own eyes that I, Yu Cun, am the strongest of the strong. No one is my match!" He punched straight through the sandbag, and countless grains of emery spilled from it. He gulped in breaths of air, a flash of red passing through his eyes before he burst into wild laughter.
The next moment, a man dressed like an attendant