One Divine Weapon Suppressed the Eastern Wasteland's Geniuses; Seeking Guidance from the Combat Divine General

Ning Chuan closed the document in his hand, his gaze falling on the person in charge, and asked, "What kinds of physical Mystic Truth Combat Divine General possess?"

I don't know.

The person in charge truthfully stated, " The Combat Divine General aloof and dislikes communicating with others. The types and number of physical Mystic Truth he has comprehended are unknown, but there are at least two."

Ning Chuan nodded casually, not paying any attention to the matter.

Everything will become clear when the battle begins.

"I'll arrange it now!"

The person in charge took his leave and went to the control room to inform the Eastern Wasteland government about Ning Chuan's expedition, so that they could prepare in advance.

It's not that Ning Chuan is putting on airs.

That's just how reality is.

His strength and status are far beyond that of ordinary people. To consider himself an ordinary contestant would only seem pretentious.

The Heavenly River was extremely fast, and before noon, it had already arrived at Sacred Fire City, the capital of the Eastern Wasteland.

At this moment, the airport was packed with people, a sea of black, numbering over a million, mostly local residents who had come after hearing the news, wanting to see Ning Chuan for themselves.

Buzz!

The hatch opened, Ning Chuan stepped out, his gaze sweeping casually across the scene before he raised an eyebrow.

He saw the scene where he used to joke with Lu Mengyue.

A brand-new, soft red carpet was laid on the runway, connecting to the hatch of the Heavenly River.

At the other end, it extends directly into the depths of the airport terminal.

On both sides of the red carpet, every meter apart, stood a young and beautiful girl with a graceful figure, dressed in a uniform long dress in the classical style of the Eastern Wasteland, holding flowers with dew on them. When they saw Ning Chuan come out, they greeted him with smiles, their voices in unison, as melodious as silver bells.

Welcome, World Walker, to the Eastern Wasteland!

Ning Chuan chuckled to himself.

The relationship between the two administrative regions of Donglin and Eastern Wasteland was good, but the current situation was still beyond his expectations.

No matter what, he was fighting for the Donglin Party on this trip.

However, upon closer examination, it makes sense.

The Chosen Battle is just an annual competition. Compared to the contestants from Donglin, Ning Chuan's true identity is " World Walker," who has made great contributions to the Federation on several occasions.

At this moment, a burly man stepped forward, smiled, and bowed, saying, "Greetings, World Walker. My Sun Yue, the highest-ranking official of the Eastern Wilderness Administrative Region. On behalf of all the people of the Eastern Wasteland, I welcome your arrival."

You're too kind.

"Not at all, it's all what I should do."

Sun Yue had specifically reviewed the materials and knew that Ning Chuan was a straightforward person. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, he didn't continue.

"These are all the members of the Eastern Wasteland's current Chosen Battle!"

Sun Yue changed the subject, pointing to a square formation to the side. It consisted of about a thousand people, all young men and women around twenty years old, carrying knives and swords, exuding a formidable aura.

Ning Chuan looked over and took a look. He found several relatively familiar faces. They were all freshmen from the Martial Arts Academy of Galaxy University, whom he had met in some elective courses.

Ning Chuan turned his gaze to Sun Yue and said with a faint smile, "What, do you want a series of attacks, or all at once?"

The words were finished.

A slight commotion arose within the square formation, but no one responded.

The gap between the two sides is too large.

A one-on-one fight is like handing over food to someone.

In fact, even asking them to participate together would be an overstatement.

Sun Yue remained unchanged as he said, "You jest, World Walker. They are no match for you. I summoned them here to ask for your guidance."

Upon hearing this, an uproar arose within the formation, with many understanding the implied meaning in Sun Yue's words.

Knowing he was no match for Eastern Wasteland, he chose to concede defeat.

However, I want to see what Ning Chuan's methods are like.

Ning Chuan noticed it too, smiled, and said, "No need for guidance."

"How about this?"

Ning Chuan glanced at the blazing sun overhead, pondered for a moment, then conjured a Divine Weapon and said, "Before sunset, if any one of you can enter the area within one zhang of this Divine Weapon, then the Eastern Wasteland will have won."

As he spoke, he gently waved his arm, and the Divine Weapon flew out, hovering in front of the square formation.

"You mean it?!"

A tall young man stepped out of the formation.

His name is Ji Hao. He possesses the Supreme Physique of the Silver Moon Divine Body. During the Freshman Exchange Competition, he took the initiative to fight Ning Chuan, but was instantly defeated by Dark Night Abyss. He, along with Hong Yan and Xiao Fenghua, earned the nickname " the Instant-Defeat Trio ".

However, to Ji Hao's and many others' surprise, this title, as time went by, actually became Ji Hao's most glorious achievement.

Ning Chuan glanced at Ji Hao, smiled without saying a word, indicating that he should do as he pleased.

"I'll go first!"

Ji Hao no longer hesitated, striding forward with firm resolve.

However, when Ji Hao was still ten meters away from the Divine Weapon, his raised foot froze in mid-air, unable to move forward an inch. He felt a terrifying pressure, like a mountain, fall on him, making it difficult to even breathe. His face quickly turned red, and large beads of sweat covered his forehead, dripping onto the ground.

boom!

After holding on for a moment, Ji Hao could no longer bear it. Amidst countless horrified gazes, he staggered backward and fell heavily onto the airport runway, panting heavily.

The expressions of many powerful figures present changed.

They could see that what was oppressing Ji Hao was only the power emanating from the Divine Weapon itself.

"You... all of you working together can share the burden!"

After Ji Hao's breathing stabilized somewhat, he explained the situation.

"OK!"

"Hold on! There are thousands of people here!"

The members of the Eastern Wasteland Wilderness's Chosen Battle spread out in a ring, surrounding the Divine Weapon, and stepped together towards the center.

With their numerical advantage, they went further than Ji Hao, breaking the ten-meter limit.

However, due to spatial limitations, the closer one is to the Divine Weapon, the fewer people can share its oppressive aura, while the Divine Weapon's oppressive aura becomes stronger.

With this shift in power, even the members closest to the Divine Weapon were stopped two zhang away, unable to approach.

Before long, one of them could no longer hold on, his flushed face spitting out a mouthful of blood. He staggered backward, triggering a chain reaction. Everyone staggered backward, falling to the ground like flowers scattered by a celestial maiden.

The scene was completely silent.

Yan Zhuang and Li Haoyun, who are usually very talkative, fell silent upon seeing this scene, unsure of how to explain.

Praising Ning Chuan's strength?

Anyone with eyes can see it!

Live streaming platforms are no exception. Although the barrage of comments is like a rain of bullets, they are all short exclamations such as "Holy crap," "Damn," and "Outrageous."

However, there were also a few critical comments.

"I acknowledge Ning Chuan's strength, but his participation violated the Rule of the Chosen Battle and was extremely unfair to the other contestants!"

"This is pointless. What kind of skill is it to bully a bunch of Martial Artist!"

"A true strong person possesses not only strength, but also the courage to face even stronger opponents!"

Some viewers expressed their opinion that Ning Chuan should not lower himself to participate in the Chosen Battle, but this opinion was not accepted and many people refuted it.

" God Ning is not yet eighteen years old; he's a rising genius. What Rule has he broken?"

"That's hilarious! I've never heard of being powerful being a mistake!"

"Don't argue with me. I'll just ask you one question: Is Ning Chuan's strength suitable for participating in the Chosen Battle?"

The two sides began to argue, each expressing their own opinions.

Just then, at the airport.

Sun Yue took out a certificate, handed it to Ning Chuan with both hands, and said with a wry smile, "The genius of the Eastern Wasteland is no match for you. This is the championship certificate, please keep it safe."

Ning Chuan reached out and took it, without leaving, and said, "I heard that the Combat Divine General in the Capital City of the Eastern Wasteland?"

Sun Yue nodded, then asked curiously, "Do you need to see him about something?"

Ning Chuan smiled faintly and said, "Well, it's nothing serious. I'd like to ask him for some guidance."