"We surrender, we surrender!"
"Exactly! From now on, this kid is our big bro. How could we possibly fight our own bro?"
"Right, right! We happily concede!"
The three clowns quickly blurted out their surrender in a flurry of words.
Nonsense! How could they fight this? It was utterly impossible.
That was an American Iaido technique! If that move landed on them, it wouldn't just leave bruises—it'd turn them into swiss cheese.
What else could they do but surrender?
"Match concluded. Wu Tong wins."
The Taoist referee didn't waste any time and immediately announced the result after their surrender.
After the match, the three clowns swarmed around Wu Tong, showering him with flattery.
"Brother Tong, your innate ability is seriously badass!"
"Hey, Brother Tong, have you eaten yet? If not, let's grab a bite together!"
"Brother Tong, with your skills, you're definitely taking first place in this Luotian Grand Ritual, right?"
"..."
The spectator stands fell silent at the sight.
Only Xu Si was laughing hysterically.
"HAHAHAHAHA—!"
"This is hilarious! Seriously, how have these guys not changed a bit after all this time?"
"Baobao, look at those—"
"???"
"Baobao?"
Xu Si, mid-laughter, turned to discuss the Tianjin Trio's antics with Feng Baobao—only to find her seat empty.
"Wait, where's Baobao? Xu San?"
Xu Si stared blankly at Feng Baobao's spot, now vacant. He immediately turned to Xu San for answers.
"No idea? Weren't you watching her?" Xu San was equally confused.
Feng Baobao had mastered the art of internalized spiritual essence, and coupled with her unique physique, she could move undetected if she wished. Neither of them had noticed her departure.
"Hey, buddy, did you see the girl sitting next to us?"
Xu Si grabbed a nearby spectator and asked urgently.
He had every reason to panic. Without Zhang Chulan around to keep an eye on Feng Baobao—and given her naive personality—she could easily spill secrets. If that happened, the Xu family would become targets of the entire world.
"Uh... you mean the girl in the brown 'Naughty Dog' outfit who looked kinda scruffy?"
The guy, initially confused, quickly caught on under Xu Si's intense gaze.
"Yes, yes! That's her! Did you see where she went?" Xu Si nodded frantically.
"Right after the referee announced the match result, she left. But she probably didn't go far."
Seeing Xu Si's anxiety, the spectator assumed something was wrong and eagerly explained.
Hearing this, Xu San immediately headed for the exit, with Xu Si following close behind.
Meanwhile, at Another Arena
Arena B
Zhang Chulan's opponents were the same as in the original story: Random Guy A, Random Guy B, and the young man who resembled Xiao Yan.
And as it turned out, a rat would always be a rat—no matter how strong it became.
Even with his newfound power, Zhang Chulan had no intention of revealing his true strength. Thus, Arena B witnessed a reenactment of the classic "Thirty Years East of the River, Thirty Years West of the River" scene.
The only difference? This time, the prop—the black cloak—was borrowed from the scene's original creator, Xiao Yan himself.
Talk about paying homage to the source material.
And so, after the match concluded, Zhang Chulan walked away with:
An effortless victory.
The crowd's scorn and insults.
Xiao Yan's eye-roll.
His infamous group chat nickname: "No-Shamelessness."
Zhang Chulan: Damn it. This cursed title was destined to haunt me.
Arena C
This was a match between Aha and three randoms.
The spectators were treated to a comedy show directed by Aha herself.
The plot? Aha used words to pit the three opponents against each other while she sat back and enjoyed the chaos.
Once the dust settled, she used underhanded tricks to empower the underdog, flipping the script and turning the match into a rollercoaster of twists.
The result? Aha emerged victorious and earned a fitting nickname from the audience: "The Lucky One."
That's right—The Lucky One.
To the crowd, it looked like Aha had stirred up trouble, waited until the trio was exhausted, and then swooped in to "reluctantly" claim three easy wins.
This performance left the audience marveling at her luck. A seemingly weak girl managing to win such a match? Truly fortunate.
Arena D
Now, this was where things got interesting.
This match featured the four interdimensional travelers Wu Tong had been dying to meet—all from the same universe.
The contestants were:
Hu Tao, 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor (Liyue).
Stelle, the Stellaron Entity (Astral Express).
March 7th, the Entanglement Fate Entity (Astral Express).
Kiana Kaslana, aka "Firefly" (St. Freya Academy).
Had Wu Tong known about this match, he would've been thrilled. This was the dream showdown he'd been craving—a MiHoYo character battle royale with the added charm of a girl fight.
The spectacle wasn't just appealing to Wu Tong; it also drew a massive crowd. The stands were packed with spectators eager to watch this clash of top-tier "cosplayers."
The moment the four locked eyes, they instantly recognized each other as outsiders.
After a brief moment of surprise, the lively girls quickly exchanged greetings.
Hu Tao: "Hey there! I'm Hu Tao, the 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. The 'Hu' in my name is the 'Hu' from 'eating and drinking recklessly,' and the 'Tao' isn't the 'Tao' from 'mischievous'!"
"By the way, would you ladies be interested in our funeral services? We're running a limited-time promotion—buy one tombstone, get the second half off! The more you buy, the more you save!"
March 7th immediately waved her hands: "No thanks! We're not at the funeral stage yet. Let's talk about this another time!"
Funeral?!
(End of Chapter)