"Without Rongrong and Oscar, my demigod power would let me kill you as easily as slaughtering a chicken..."
Silence reigned all around. Sensing the divine sense transmitted by his true self, Tang San's eyes glinted coldly as he glanced at Xu Cheng, who stood opposite him with a broad smile.
As a God King who ruled the Divine Realm, he had absolute confidence in his strength.
Sensing the vast, surging Sea God divine power within his body, he looked faintly regretful. "Unfortunately, this body can only support me up to the demigod realm." He had tried having his true self continue pouring in divine power, but this body had begun showing signs of collapse, forcing him to stop.
"But the Sea God's power of authority will be enough..."
Tang San hefted the Sea God Trident in his hand, then held it horizontally behind his back.
"Second round, individual Elimination Round!"
Jing Hongchen's voice rang out.
Under the eyes of the assembled crowd.
One person stepped out from each side.
And those two people sent the entire arena into an uproar.
The two camps were distinctly divided.
Spectators supporting the Sun Moon Empire and the Clear Sky Sect shouted their names, while countless academy teams turned their attention toward them.
"He's taking the field." Long Aotian's expression was complicated.
"Yes, he's finally appeared." Mu Xue stepped forward, a gleam flashing through her beautiful eyes.
Five years had passed.
That figure stood in the Competition Arena once again.
The legend he had left behind had inspired countless juniors and rising stars to challenge him and prove themselves. Yet after the Tournament five years ago, he seemed to have moved beyond the "childish" squabbles of his peers and entered the far more sweeping, immense struggle of open and covert conflict between the