Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant
Chapter 157 - 120: Enter the Stage

Chapter 157: Chapter 120: Enter the Stage

The Queen of Olympia’s centennial celebration was nearing on the 19th of Dying Moon.

The atmosphere in Yunxiao City had become increasingly fervent.

The Winged People meticulously adorned the entire city, erecting flagpoles along the streets, hanging exquisite banners that bore well-wishes to the Queen, recounting her achievements, and had beautiful portraits of the Queen painted on them. The banners fluttered in the wind, making for a spectacular sight.

In the flower beds and on the trees, decorations could be seen everywhere, all exuding jubilance.

The entire Yunxiao City was imbued with festive cheer.

Shops in anticipation of the celebration launched promotional activities, even giving away free items, which greatly increased the flow of people in the streets. Passersby, regardless of whether they were Winged People or not, greeted each other with "Long and healthy life to the Queen."

Ji Xinghuo had nothing particular to do and wandered through Yunxiao City.

He had abandoned any ideas of making a move.

After the centennial festivities, he planned to leave Yunxiao City and return to Olympia.

Dying Moon 17th.

As usual, Ji Xinghuo woke up and instinctively turned on his magnetic field scanner to check on Linyan Yongfeng’s status.

As expected, Linyan Yongfeng was practicing martial arts.

This Dragon Lord was extremely diligent, never neglecting martial arts or cultivation, spending half his time on each, alternating between the two.

The necklace on his neck was his biggest secret, never leaving his person, worn even during baths, meals, and sleep, and this was also the case when he went out for silver parties at night. Sometimes, those who got intimate with him and became curious about the necklace would promptly be stopped by him and receive punishment.

At this moment, Linyan Yongfeng was practicing martial arts.

Ji Xinghuo glanced casually and went downstairs to the hotel restaurant to order breakfast.

Suddenly, the conversation at the next table piqued his interest.

"The martial arts competition starts today, aren’t you participating?" This sentence was in Dragon Language, and Ji Xinghuo casually glanced over. The one speaking was a member of the Human Race, with pale red skin, a Dan person commonly seen in the Star Realm, donning armor with dragon patterns, probably a subject of the True Dragon Dynasty.

This person was addressing his companion across the table, also a Dan person with a similar appearance.

"Still considering it."

"With your strength, getting into the top few spots should be no problem," the young Dan person said. "The rewards the Queen of Olympia has prepared for the martial arts competition are substantial, it’d be a pity to miss out."

Ji Xinghuo’s interest was piqued.

He had also heard of the martial arts competition, it being the hottest topic in Yunxiao City these days.

The martial arts competition was one of the centennial celebration’s series of events, as well as a tribute to the Queen, where the Queen of Olympia herself would attend to watch the battles and reward the victor.

In addition to the champion, anyone who made it into the top ten would receive substantial rewards.

The Queen of Olympia was incredibly generous, and the prizes included not only True Dragon Coin bonuses but also various weapons equipment, Alien Species, War Pets, and even expansive oddities.

Ji Xinghuo had his eye on the expansive oddities, but he had not considered participating at all.

He had snuck into Yunxiao City and couldn’t expose himself; not to mention winning the championship, even ranking slightly higher would lead to his discovery.

However, there should be no problem just buying a ticket to watch the competition.

The two Dan people were still talking.

"I heard the young Dragon Lord of the Linyan Family is also going to participate in the martial arts competition." The slightly older Dan person had a hesitant look on his face, "His martial arts strength is too strong, I’m no match for him."

"Just lose then, you have to try, what’s there to fear?" the young Dan person said nonchalantly.

"You don’t understand..."

The other Dan person shook his head, "The young Dragon Lord Linyan is ruthless and enjoys tormenting others. He never shows any mercy to his defeated opponents. If one loses, there’s a good chance it might cost them their life."

Ji Xinghuo raised his eyebrows; Linyan Yongfeng’s reputation wasn’t that great?

"The martial arts competition is to liven up the Queen’s celebration, shouldn’t the young Dragon Lord restrain himself? Would he dare to engage in a massacre?" the young Dan person expressed doubt.

"If you knew his character, you wouldn’t think so," the other Dan person sneered. "The young Dragon Lord of the Linyan Family is of such a noble status, even in the Dynasty he acts on his impulses, embracing his natural Dragon instincts. Even if he turns the martial arts competition upside down, the Queen of Olympia wouldn’t do much to him."

His voice lowered as he spoke.

Many subjects of the True Dragon Dynasty were present in the hotel restaurant, and he also noticed Ji Xinghuo nearby, so he stopped talking.

Ji Xinghuo pretended not to hear and finished his breakfast before leaving the hotel.

Moments later.

He arrived at the largest Martial Arts Arena in Yunxiao City, the venue for the martial arts competition. Outside, it was already packed with people; numerous Winged People were flying in the sky, with even more on their way.

"Sir, would you like to buy a ticket?"

A Winged Person landed in front of Ji Xinghuo, waving a ticket for the competition in his hand, and carefully asked.

Ji Xinghuo looked him over and asked in Dragon Language, "Are there any seats in the front rows?"

"Yes, yes," the Winged Person quickly replied. "I have a great spot in the seventh row. You are a esteemed guest from the Dynasty, I’ll only charge you five hundred Dragon Coins."

A look of displeasure crossed Ji Xinghuo’s face.

During his time in Yunxiao City, he had become quite familiar with the purchasing power of Dragon Coins from the True Dragon Dynasty. If converting to Earth’s Ya Yuan exchange rate, 1 Dragon Coin was roughly equivalent to 450 Ya Yuan. Though not as valuable in the Sky Feather Royal Court, by purchasing power, it roughly equaled 200 Ya Yuan.

The living standards in Yunxiao City were the highest in the Sky Feather Royal Court, with the average daily income of the Winged People living there being about 50 Dragon Coins.

To dare charge five hundred Dragon Coins for a martial arts competition ticket was an at least seven- to eight-fold markup.

"One hundred Dragon Coins," Ji Xinghuo said sternly, tossing a one hundred Dragon Coin denomination Black Dragon Coin to the Winged Person and taking the ticket from his hand.

The Winged Person did not object; he still made a profit at that price.

Ji Xinghuo entered the Martial Arts Arena with his ticket, finding his seat.

The center of the arena was an oval-shaped space, approximately three hundred meters long, with rows of seats rising around it, similar to a stadium on Earth, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of spectators. There was also a one hundred meter high VIP stand on one side, allowing outsiders to overlook the entire arena.

By this time, half of the seats were occupied.

More and more spectators were coming in to take their seats, creating a hubbub of voices. Ji Xinghuo sat in the seventh row, very close to the battlefield, only a little over twenty meters away.

Soon after.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

A series of thunderous drumbeats rose, quieting the entire audience.

A magnificently dressed Winged Person flew to the center of the arena, high enough for everyone to see him, and began to speak. His voice projected throughout the area, offering congratulations to the Queen on her lifespan festivity and expressing that the martial arts tournament was held in her honor. He detailed the process and rules of the competition.

The martial arts tournament would take place over two days.

Today was the first day; registrants would draw lots and take turns entering the arena, and anyone who won five consecutive matches would qualify for tomorrow’s final.

Competitors’ ranks could not exceed Fourth Rank. During the matches, they were only allowed to use their own physical strength. Weapon equipment was unrestricted, but bows or long-range weapons were prohibited.

In combat, life and death would not be considered.

Next were the rewards for the victors, with prizes for everyone from the champion down to the tenth place.

After laying down the rules, the competition began immediately.

Amidst a chorus of cheers, the first contestant entered the arena—a woman from the Lingyu Clan of the Winged People. Her opponent was a male warrior from the Forest Patrol Clan.

Both were at the Fourth Rank.

Due to their innate physical gifts, the Winged People were able to fly and were known for their speed and agility, which is why their professional templates mainly focused on speed.

After a brief exchange, the Winged Woman emerged victorious but had not killed the Forest Patrol Clan warrior.

She then went on to face the next round of challenges.

Ji Xinghuo watched with great interest, pondering to himself that if he were to compete without activating Myriad Phenomena, it would be quite difficult to defeat this Winged Woman.

It was clear that she had been purposefully arranged by the organizers of the martial arts tournament, the first to compete, to bring glory to the Winged People.

The Winged Woman won five consecutive matches and advanced amidst cheers.

The subsequent matches were equally thrilling.

Ji Xinghuo realized that he had been somewhat narrow-minded; the contestants who dared to participate, whether they were Winged People or from other races, were almost all Fourth Rank experts, with the lowest Martial Arts Rank around Seventh or Eighth Dan. Any of them could pose a challenge should he enter the competition.

Winning five consecutive matches to advance was extremely difficult. After four or five hours of competition, less than ten contestants qualified for tomorrow’s finals.

Ji Xinghuo also spotted one of the two Dan People he had seen in the hotel restaurant.

After all, he had signed up to compete.

Whoosh whoosh...

A fierce wind blew over the top of the arena as people looked up to see a massive Linyan Dragon descending from the sky and landing in the middle of the arena.

The terrifying aura of a True Dragon spread out, making the onlookers’ hearts tremble.

Two contestants in the arena were in the midst of a battle and quickly moved aside, looking towards the figure on the dragon’s back.

"Welcome our most esteemed guest, and also a contestant in this martial arts tournament, from the Linyan family of the True Dragon Dynasty, the Young Dragon Lord, Linyan Yongfeng!" announced the host. His voice echoed throughout the venue, and immediately, the audience of over a hundred thousand people erupted into fervent cheers.

"Young Dragon Lord!"

"Young Dragon Lord!"

People stood up one after another, gazing at the dragon-mounted figure with envy in their eyes, shouting his name over and over, as if their voices could flip the arena upside down.

Linyan Yongfeng was the picture of vigor, full of pride, waving to the crowd in response.

Ji Xinghuo had been observing him for several days, but this was the first time he got a clear, up-close look.

Linyan Yongfeng was very tall, over one meter ninety, and robustly built, dressed in light armor and carrying a broadsword on his back.

He possessed all the characteristics of the True Dragon People, with light yellow pupils, a cold countenance, faint scale patterns visible beneath his skin, pronounced facial features, and golden hair that cascaded over his shoulders. His entire presence exuded strength and wild charm, manifesting immense masculine allure.

The bloodline of the True Dragon People made it easy to distinguish them from ordinary humans.

Dragon-like pupils, vibrant hair, skin etched with scale patterns, a robust and towering stature, and outstanding talent—they combined all the strengths of the human race.

Strong, confident, perfect!

The True Dragon People radiated a unique and noble quality from inside out, as if they were natural-born rulers.

In comparison, other humans often felt inadequate, like common stones against shining pearls; the True Dragon People were the rulers, while other humans were the ruled.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands, Linyan Yongfeng leapt off the dragon.

His dragon took flight and left.

"Now, please welcome the Young Dragon Lord’s opponent to the stage!" the host shouted. A Winged Person took flight from the audience and descended onto the field, standing dozens of meters away from Linyan Yongfeng.

"It’s a great honor to compete with the Young Dragon Lord. I look forward to your guidance," said the Winged Person, brimming with confidence.

The Winged People in the audience cheered loudly for their kin.

Many recognized this Winged Person, who enjoyed significant renown. Ji Xinghuo observed that his strength was comparable to the first Winged Woman who had entered the arena.

However, Linyan Yongfeng did not even bother to respond, let alone draw the sword on his back.

"Begin!"

With the command, the Winged Person went on the offensive first.

Wielding two scimitars, he moved with incredible speed. His wings vibrated, turning his entire figure into a fleeting shadow, his blades slashing towards Linyan Yongfeng. Many in the crowd couldn’t even see his movements clearly.

Clang!

With the ring of metal, the Winged Person’s head soared into the air, the headless body collapsing at the feet of Linyan Yongfeng.

Suddenly, the cheering halted, and the entire martial arts arena fell silent.