Supreme Martial God of the City
Chapter 186 - 186 183 Clash of the Heavenly Prides Seeking monthly tickets and subscriptions

186: Chapter 183: Clash of the Heavenly Prides (Seeking monthly tickets and subscriptions.) 186: Chapter 183: Clash of the Heavenly Prides (Seeking monthly tickets and subscriptions.) As Pharaoh’s words echoed, the entire venue erupted in excitement.

Martial arts battles were the most thrilling moments; strength and weakness were only revealed through combat.

Unfortunately, some martial artists with a single star on their invitations silently withdrew, their expressions despondent.

Though yearning to step onto the Divine Martial Battle Platform, they could only lower their heads and leave.

At this moment, the invitations in everyone’s hands shone with different star lights—yellow, green, purple, red, and gold.

Among them, You Ruolan and Zhan Tian’s were red, Huo Lie and others were purple, Ye Tian’s was green, and martial artists with less than three stars had yellow.

“Everyone, you can see the light on your invitation card!”

“Yellow, green, purple, red, gold, the levels rise in that order.

You will be randomly reorganized and assigned to four different platforms!”

“Defeat someone, and you can take their star light to enhance your own color until you advance to the next level!”

Pharaoh glanced around, explaining the rules.

“Oh, I see!”

The martial artists present nodded heavily, suddenly enlightened.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

While everyone was still talking, the invitations in the hands of those qualified for the martial arts battle trembled and began flying towards different platforms.

This should be the Divine Martial Battle Platform automatically assigning the competition platforms for the advancing martial artists.

Soon, You Ruolan flashed and flew straight to the Third Battle Platform Area, leaving only a beautiful shadow.

Ye Tian walked towards the fourth and most corner platform.

The four large battle platforms were divided into four regions: southeast, northwest.

Soon, hundreds of advancing geniuses were each assigned a region, with Ye Tian’s area having the most, around 160 martial artists.

Ye Tian glanced around the Fourth Battle Platform Area, recognizing almost no one, but there were a few familiar faces.

For example, Hong Jie, one of the grandfather-grandson duo, Huang Wuji, the inheritor of the Eight Trigrams Unlimited Palm, and Long Tianhai, ranked thirtieth on the Heavenly Pride List, were all in the Fourth Battle Platform.

The First Battle Platform, however, had many strong individuals, such as Yun Han from the Yunlan Sect, Huo Lie, the senior disciple of the Yang Sect, and Duanmu Yaya from the Duanmu Family.

Truly fate brought them together.

The desperate sight here was Zhan Tian assigned to the Third Battle Platform.

He stood proudly, expressionless, but the belief in victory on his face made the participating martial artists on the Third Battle Platform lose their will to fight.

Possibly it was destiny, as none of the top ten on the Heavenly Pride List were on the Third Battle Platform.

Ye Tian glanced at the Second Battle Platform, which had You Ruolan, Mo Yanjin, and Yin Changtian.

These individuals were contending fiercely, none conceding to the others, causing martial artists with only three or four stars to tremble in fear, clearly not intending to start fighting.

“The second part of the Heavenly Pride Competition, martial arts battle, begins now.

Use your invitation’s sensor to ascend the platform and compete.”

Pharaoh, back at the judging seat, shouted loudly, gesturing for the martial artists to step onto the platform.

As Pharaoh’s voice fell, those restless souls couldn’t hold back.

Buzz!

Buzz!!!

In the four battle platform areas, several geniuses’ combat invitations shone with star light, trembling intensely.

In the Fourth Battle Platform Area, Huang Wuji’s combat invitation trembled, guiding him to ascend the platform for a match.

Swoosh!

Huang Wuji’s face turned serious.

With an Eight Trigrams Step, five elements and eight trigrams swirled beneath his feet as he swiftly leaped onto the platform, hands assuming an unlimited position, waiting for his opponent.

A martial artist walked over, noticeably slower.

Huang Wuji’s opponent was a slightly plump youth.

He stepped onto the ring, looking somewhat nervous, seemingly sweating coldly.

As soon as both ascended the platform, their combat invitations shone with star light.

An invisible barrier enveloped them above the Divine Martial Battle Platform, but the spectators could still clearly see inside.

Their invitations then involuntarily flew into the void, activating a small altar engraved with intricate ancient drawings.

It had two small slots perfectly fitting the invitations, connected by a thin line.

However, the star light difference in their invitations was immense.

The slightly plump youth’s star light was faint yellow, extremely ephemeral, almost invisible without careful observation.

Huang Wuji’s combat invitation shone with green star light reaching thirteen or fourteen feet, dazzlingly beautiful and mystical.

Seeing his first opponent being the genius ranked forty-ninth on the Heavenly Pride List, the plump youth furrowed his brows, gripping his twin hammers tightly.

“Brother Fatty, you’re no match for me.

Surrender obediently!”

Huang Wuji said casually, smiling lightly.

“Huang Wuji, don’t think being on the Heavenly Pride List makes you unbeatable.

I, Wu Gang, won’t surrender.

Take this, Sky Hammer Strike!!”

The plump youth roared angrily, one hand punching in the air, the other hammer crashing down, a fierce wind rising with impressive momentum.

Despite his inner fear, Wu Gang felt reluctant to give up, being a talented figure admired and respected within his family.

Never had he been called Fatty.

Although he had no guarantee of defeating Huang Wuji, he struck decisively.

“How insolent!

A mantis trying to shake a tree, how laughably overconfident!”

Huang Wuji sneered disdainfully, his aura surging as he executed the Eight Trigrams Step, kicking his opponent.

“Trigram Whip Leg!”

Huang Wuji kicked out, an eight trigram phantom rising, like a massive mountain crushing towards Wu Gang.

Boom!!!

Wu Gang’s hammer technique seemed strong, barely retreating dozens of steps under Huang Wuji’s attack, but without defeat.

“Impressive.

You’re not on the Heavenly Pride List but can withstand my kick.

Take pride in that!”

“Eight Trigrams Unlimited Palm!”

Failing to defeat his opponent with one move, Huang Wuji’s face turned serious as he raised his hands, performing his ultimate technique.

A gigantic Five Elements Trigram struck Wu Gang, unstoppable, disarming his twin hammers and leaving profound handprints.

Puff!

This time, Wu Gang couldn’t withstand it, being blasted away, vomiting blood as he fell on the platform, dejected.

With Wu Gang’s defeat, the altar’s two invitations emitted faint white light.

In the void, two streams of air intertwined, then Wu Gang’s invitation turned colorless while Huang Wuji’s green grew deeper, subtly trending towards purple.

Wu Gang suddenly lifted by an unseen force, flying straight off the Divine Martial Battle Platform to the observation platform, miraculously healed.

Subsequently, match after match continued.

If martial artists with yellow star light failed, they would be disqualified, while the winners would enhance their star colors.

Meanwhile, the other three platforms saw frequent, intense battles, stirring the spectators’ hearts.

On the Third Battle Platform, Zhan Tian stood arrogantly, hands behind his back, eyes exuding unparalleled dominance like an invincible monarch.