The deafening roar of the crowd echoed across the grand stadium as the final battle of the tournament loomed.
A panoramic view of the colossal arena unfolded—the seats overflowing with cultivators, sect elders, merchants, and nobles alike. A ripple of excitement surged among the audience, their voices blending into a chorus of eager chatter.
> "Hey, I never thought the Sanatan Flame Sect would reach the finals!"
"Yeah, I think they can actually win."
"No way. The Crimson Beast Sect is far stronger. Didn't you see how brutally they defeated their previous opponents?"
"Heh, either way… no matter who wins, this final's gonna be a blast!"
---
The scene shifted to the center of the arena. The announcer stood proudly in his ornate robes, his voice booming with spiritual amplification.
> "So, the wait is finally over! The grand final of this prestigious competition begins now—Crimson Beast Sect versus Sanatan Flame Sect!"
---
The view shifted to Shaurya, standing beside his disciples. His gaze was sharp as he spoke with the calm fire of leadership.
> "We didn't come this far just to lose. Understood?"
Wang Tian grinned arrogantly.
> "Hmph. Winning this tournament? It's just a cup of tea for this emperor."
Luo Chen nodded confidently.
> "Yes, Master. Don't worry. Victory is already ours."
Shaurya's eyes then met Su Quan's. She stood firm, determination gleaming in her gaze. He smiled warmly.
> "Best of luck. Go and win."
> "Yes, Master!" they all responded in unison.
---
Shaurya stepped back, taking his place in the stands beside Xu Ran and Muo Qian.
Muo Qian smirked, her eyes glued to the battlefield.
> "I can't wait to see Junior Su beat that arrogant Wie Lia into the ground."
---
The announcer's voice rang again.
> "This final is destined to be a spectacular clash. Both teams crushed their opponents with overwhelming force. However, there is a twist! Unlike the earlier matches—this will not be a one-versus-one or one-versus-three battle…"
He paused. The crowd leaned forward.
> "This final… will be a three-versus-three battle!"
A gasp rolled through the entire stadium.
Even Shaurya's brows furrowed.
> "A three-versus-three?" he muttered.
The announcer clarified,
> "Since the Sanatan Flame Sect dominated their matches using one-versus-three battles, such tactics will not be allowed in the final. Let's see how they fare in a proper team clash!"
---
Wang Tian turned to his teammates.
> "Hey, you two good with this?"
> "Of course, Big Bro," Luo Chen replied, stretching his fingers. "It'll be over before it starts."
Su Quan's gaze narrowed.
> "Just leave Wie Lia to me."
---
The trio jumped into the arena, each landing with exaggerated flair—their feet slamming into the stage in perfect superhero formation.
> "We are mighty!" declared Wang Tian.
> "We are the strongest!" added Luo Chen.
> "We are the disciples of the greatest sect!" proclaimed Su Quan.
All three shouted in unison:
> "Sanatan Flame Sect!"
---
In the stands, Shaurya's jaw dropped.
> "These kids… they've taken dramatic entrances to a whole new level…"
The crowd erupted with awe. Meanwhile, the disciples of the Sanatan Flame Sect watched with sparkling eyes.
> "Wow! So cool!"
"Yes, yes! Super cool!"
"When I get a chance to fight, I'll totally do something like that!"
---
Back in the arena, three disciples of the Crimson Beast Sect entered—Wie Lia, Hu La, and Zong Bu. They stepped forward, pride and menace radiating from every pore.
> "Let the final battle… begin!"
---
The battle erupted instantly.
Wang Tian vs. Hu La
Luo Chen vs. Zong Bu
Su Quan vs. Wie Lia
Martial arts, spiritual power, kicks, punches, and techniques collided in a flurry of chaos and brilliance.
Wang Tian charged at Hu La, fists blurring with raw force.
Hu La smirked and activated his Crimson Barrier, a shimmering dome of blood-red energy flaring around him.
> "There is no one among the disciples who can break my barrier here," he mocked.
Shaurya squinted, then muttered,
> "Hey, System, what's that guy's level?"
> "Target: Hu La — Qi Refiner, Level 2," the system replied.
Shaurya burst out laughing.
> "That's it? Hah! This guy's about to get flattened."
---
Back on the battlefield, Wang Tian's relentless blows slammed into the barrier but failed to break it. He stepped back, scoffing.
> "Come on, kid," Hu La laughed. "Just surrender!"
Suddenly, Wang Tian's aura shifted.
A purple radiance enveloped his body. His eyes glowed with intense purple light as he spoke coldly,
> "You have no idea what kind of mistake you've made."
The sheer pressure of his aura stunned the entire stadium. Even the other fighters paused, turning to look at him.
Hu La hesitated, his smirk faltering.
> "You… you really think that'll scare me—"
Before he could finish, Wang Tian appeared in front of him in an instant. One of his eyes shimmered with purple energy.
> "Dead, you big balloon."
With a roar, he unleashed Dragon Fist.
The impact shattered Hu La's Crimson Barrier like glass. Shock filled Hu La's eyes—but before he could react, the fist struck his face. A blood-splattering explosion rippled through the arena, and the shockwave shook the stadium walls.
The audience went silent.
Hu La's body remained upright—until Wang Tian touched it with one finger. It crumbled to the ground.
Wang Tian turned, his glare cutting into Zong Bu and Wie Lia. Both disciples shuddered.
Even Shaurya gulped.
> "Now he's really starting to look like the reincarnation of an ancient emperor…"
Wang Tian smirked.
> "I know I'm handsome, but instead of staring at me—shouldn't you focus on your own battle?"
---
Zong Bu lunged at Luo Chen with rapid strikes. Luo Chen dodged each one effortlessly, his movements fluid like flowing water.
With a confident grin, he whispered,
> "Let's end this."
His hand pierced forward, fingers stabbing into Zong Bu's chest—directly above his heart. Zong Bu coughed blood, his body shaking violently.
The audience gasped.
Up in the stands, Wie Lu—the Sect Master of the Crimson Beast Sect—rose in rage. Several elders restrained him.
Shaurya turned and stuck his tongue out mockingly, then gave a thumbs-down. Wie Lu's fury deepened.
Luo Chen threw Zong Bu's unconscious body out of the arena.
> "Junior Su, it's all yours now."
---
Su Quan blushed at the compliment but powered up, her attacks growing fiercer. Wie Lia's eyes widened in shock.
> "What? When did you get so strong?!"
Su Quan overpowered her, forcing her back.
> "No! I can't lose to someone like you! You must have some kind of artifact boosting your power!"
Wie Lia charged again. Su Quan dodged with ease, delivering a skyward kick that launched her upward. Su Quan followed instantly, smashing her down with a twin-fist strike.
Wie Lia crashed to the ground, coughing blood. Another powerful kick landed on her body. Blood spilled from her mouth as her vision blurred.
Su Quan hovered above her.
> "You lost. And the real weakling… is you."
---
Rage burned in Wie Lia's eyes as she slowly rose, dark energy beginning to seep from her body.
Su Quan warned her,
> "Accept defeat, or you'll die."
But Wie Lia smiled—a twisted, devilish grin.
> "Never. I will never lose to a weakling like you!"
Her body transformed. Her skin turned black and gray, two horns sprouted from her skull, and demonic energy exploded outward.
> "You filthy human insects… I'll kill you all!"
---
Wang Tian and Luo Chen instantly moved in front of Su Quan protectively.
She's a demon? How did she hide it so perfectly? Wang Tian thought grimly.
Luo Chen said coldly,
> "It doesn't matter how she hid herself. What matters is how we defeat her."
Shaurya frowned.
> "System, what's going on?!"
> "Alert: Evil demonic presence detected. New Mission—'The Demon in Human Skin.' Objective: Defeat the Crimson Beast Sect. Reward: Immortal-Level Mid-Grade Weapon."
Shaurya's eyes gleamed.
> "My first real fight against a demon? Let's goooo!"
---
Without hesitation, he flew forward with gleaming excitement, soaring above his disciples.
> "Master?!" Luo Chen called out.
Shaurya appeared mid-air above Wie Lia and slammed a devastating kick into her face, sending her flying.
He then began beating her senselessly, smiling as though he were toying with a puppet.
Luo Chen glanced awkwardly.
> "Looks like… we don't need to think anymore."
> "Yep," Wang Tian nodded.
Xu Ran and Muo Qian rushed over.
> "Are you three alright?"
> "Yes!" they replied together.
Muo Qian patted Wang Tian's head.
> "You were amazing… and honestly, pretty handsome while fighting."
Wang Tian blushed hard, stammering,
> "I—uh—"
Muo Qian blinked, suddenly flustered.
> "I mean—I was just wiping dust off you!"
Both looked away, faces burning red.
Su Quan smiled slyly.
> "Dust? Senior Luo, let me wipe the dust off your face too."
> "No, wait—" Luo Chen protested.
She touched his face.
Luo Chen froze. It felt like lightning struck his heart. His entire body tensed, as if struck by a heavenly tribulation.
> "Perfect," Su Quan giggled, skipping away to join Muo Qian and Xu Ran.
Wang Tian nudged Luo Chen.
> "You planning to stay like a statue forever?"
Luo Chen coughed and composed himself.
> "Ahem—statue? Who's a statue? Pssh, I—"
> "Don't bother. I know."
> "Fine," Luo Chen admitted. "We're both in the same boat."
---
In the background, Shaurya was still viciously beating Demon Lia, completely remodeling her face.
In his mind, he imagined—
How majestically I defeated this demon. My disciples must be awed…
In his fantasy, they surrounded him with sparkling eyes.
> "Wow, Master! You're amazing! A true hero!"
> "Wow, Master! You're our role model!"
He grinned.
> "Hehehe…"
He turned around—only to see Luo Chen and Wang Tian playing cards, while the girls discussed clothes.
Shaurya's proud smile faded. He slumped down.
> "They ignored me… like India ignores Pakistan…" he muttered sadly.
---
Suddenly—BOOM!
A massive aura burst forth as a colossal demonic figure descended into the arena.
It was Wie Lu in full demonic form, his dark sword crackling with infernal energy. Behind him stood four demonic elders.
He glared at Shaurya.
> "How dare you touch my daughter!"
Shaurya smirked and grabbed the unconscious Wie Lia by the leg.
> "Like this," he said—and threw her into the sky.
Wie Lu instinctively rushed to catch her—
SLASH!
Her body was cleaved in half mid-air, upper and lower halves falling separately as blood sprayed across the sky.
Shaurya appeared with divine speed, sword drawn, landing between the four elders.
They attacked simultaneously—
But in an instant, Shaurya spun.
Ultimate Sword Slash!
All four elders were beheaded in one majestic 360-degree arc.
Wie Lu roared, demonic energy flooding the arena. He raised his dark sword and charged.
Shaurya launched forward without hesitation.
They collided.
A colossal shockwave rocked the entire stadium.
To be continued…