Chapter 1015: Chapter 659: Immortal’s Cave, Arena Dominator, Yin-Yang Demon Cleansing!

"I believe the contestants think the same; if no one challenges, it’ll be quite awkward, just for show..."

After hearing Elder Zhao’s words, an image unconsciously appeared in Lu Ang’s mind.

He murmured to himself:

"That kid will surely dare to challenge..."

At the same time, after Zhao Yingchun expressed his views, Sui Chunqiu, who was sitting directly in front of him, suddenly stood up.

Usually silent, Sui Chunqiu nodded to everyone and spoke aloud:

"Everyone, what Elder Zhao just mentioned is that there needs to be variables among the ’Arena Dominator’ for the competition to be exciting.

Therefore, I, Sui, believe that giving Meng Chuan from Northern United University a Dominator seat could stir up this stagnant pool."

As his words fell, the entire audience was stunned for a moment, and then quickly composed themselves out of respect for Sui Chunqiu.

But everyone still instinctively showed rather peculiar expressions.

Although merit should not avoid relatives, Sui Chunqiu’s intent to push his way through was too obvious...

The air was quiet, and no one spoke. Xun San first broke the silence:

"Oh, Sui Saint, if that’s the case.

In terms of talent, my Southern United University’s Ye Ningxin should also have a seat. In terms of combat power, I don’t think this Meng kid is stronger than those competing Peak Masters, so I feel it’s inappropriate."

Sui Chunqiu nodded, his expression calm, then turned to the elder who first raised the issue:

"Elder Zhao, what do you think?"

Zhao Yingchun smiled:

"Let everyone speak first, old people have slow brains, need to think again."

"The Immortal Cave" gradually became noisy, as others expressed their views.

The words were different, but all tactfully expressed disapproval.

Tu Qianshan’s words were the most intense.

"A Husky sneaked into a pack of wolves!"

But among these, there were also opposing voices.

Lu Ang was different; he very much supported Meng Chuan as the Arena Dominator!

He thought that if this kid took a Dominator seat, many people would be unhappy and want to challenge him.

With the world’s talents gathered, such a good practical opportunity should be seized beautifully... 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

At the same time, Sui Chunqiu showed a "hard to find a soulmate" expression to Lu Ang after his speech.

Because he felt the same way in his heart...

After the discussion, everyone looked at Zhao Yingchun.

Just waiting for him to speak.

This elder’s words have always been effective, not because of high prestige, but true skill is in having no flaws!

Zhao Yingchun took the tea from the maid, moistened his throat, and slowly spoke:

"All Dominator seats are Grandmasters, a stagnant pool; letting Little Meng Chuan guard the arena can revitalize the waters and arouse indignation among the other contestants, who, if capable, could replace him.

Since Sui Saint proposed it first, and Lu Zhenshou is confident in him, let’s give him a try.

The Dominator’s position isn’t fixed; if any young guy or girl is dissatisfied, they can challenge."

Zhao Yingchun’s words also caused ripples in others’ hearts.

Why couldn’t the Arena Dominator position be Ye Ningxin, Xu Jinfan, and others, but had to be Meng Chuan?

While everyone pondered, Xun San, seeing many topics waiting, spoke first:

"It seems Elder Zhao is also confident in this kid, so let’s let him try, and we can continue discussing the next topic."

Everyone nodded, those participating in this martial display are not to be underestimated; whether Meng Chuan can hold his ground, how many rounds he can withstand, remains to be said!

One by one, the matters passed, even though everyone was sharp-minded, time had already reached late night.

The Martial Arts Association headquarters returned to tranquility, countless brilliant meteor-like lights flying off to the northeast, southeast, and northwest.

Much later.

Zhao Yingchun wobbled down the steps.

With the tip of his toes, he instantly moved to his small courtyard less than a kilometer from the Martial Arts Association headquarters.

The sky was dark, the world silent.

Only the stars under the night sky remained bright.

He sat in the rocking chair, just looking up like that.

The stars twinkled, and suddenly there was light in his eyes, as if he saw Zhao Linyuan residing on one of those stars, cultivating.

"Hope all is well with you, hope the mountains and rivers remain unscathed."

...

Across the ocean in the United States, in a high-tech arena.

A heavy punch exploded in the air, bursting into black vortex airstreams, tearing and devouring the world like a living being.

A strong, dark-skinned man wearing only a yellow vest walked out from the center of the storm.

The most captivating were his eyes, deep and spirited.

Boom——

Air fluctuated, a pink vortex appeared out of thin air.

Like casting a spatial spell, a girl in a red dress leaped out of the vortex on tiptoe.

"Colby, the selection of contestants begins tomorrow, are you confident?"

Colby’s voice was unusually calm:

"Mia, look into my eyes.

I won’t regard anyone, not even in the Eastern competition."

...

In the European Union.

Inside a castle, the exquisite and luxurious lamps illuminated the dining room.

A gentleman in a luxurious suit sat at the dining table, using a knife and fork to enjoy the meal in front of him, and browsing through the host’s information sent by his teacher.

The knife and fork made a crisp clashing sound as they touched the porcelain plate.

Arthur casually flipped through a few pages and then focused on enjoying his meal.

As the renowned "French Holy Spear," he was determined to win this world competition.

Suddenly, a phone rang.

The blond man picked up his phone; it was his teacher, called the [Holy Knight Commander].

A voice both authoritative and slightly kindly came to Arthur’s ear:

"In this competition, you must not underestimate, especially Great Chu.

Their number of fourth tier fighters is quite terrifying, nearly occupying one-third of the power of a nation; the countless ancient heritages buried in that ancient land are their foundation..."