Chapter 10: A Journey to Higher Dimensions Chapter 44: The Competition Begins
In the Ten Thousand Races Arena, the cheers were like a landslide or tsunami, and countless spectators were excited.
Through the information network, all races in the world are watching the live broadcast.
The Ten Thousand Races Competition is held once every thousand years and is the biggest event in the Ten Thousand Races World! For many weak races, their life span is short, and in their short life, it is extremely lucky to encounter a Ten Thousand Races Competition once.
At this moment, they were all enjoying the joy of the competition.
Center of the stadium.
A golden-haired Panqiu appeared in the center of the arena. His smile could influence the hearts of hundreds of millions of viewers, and his voice echoed throughout the arena: "I am honored to host the 1008th Ten Thousand Races Competition."
"I believe all the audience know that in the past three hundred years, the strength of strong people from all over the world has grown by leaps and bounds. It can be expected that this Ten Thousand Races Competition will be more intense than ever before."
"This competition will be a turning point in the history of the Ten Thousand Races Competition. From now on, the Ten Thousand Races Competition will be more exciting and more popular. The competition will also promote the emergence of more powerful body-refining methods and push the limits of life to a higher level."
Countless audiences cheered, this was indeed true.
Over 5 million high-dimensional beings descended, and in the past 300 years, many body-refining methods were indeed passed down. For example, Xu Jingming left more than one set of body-refining methods to the Jing family, and his parents practiced the least difficult set.
A large number of body-refining methods have been circulated, which has generally improved the strength of the indigenous people.
"Let's not waste any more time. Next up is the first round and first match of this Ten Thousand Races Competition. Fanqiu from the Fire Dragon Clan will fight against Luojin from the Forest Giant Ape Clan." Golden-haired Pan Qiu said in a high-pitched voice.
Two figures flew out from two of the boxes at the outermost edge of the Ten Thousand Races Arena. One was a 12-meter-tall, skinny giant ape named 'Luo Jin', and the other was a powerful Fire Dragon with his wings spread.
"Xu Luojin?" Xu Jingming looked at him. "When he was chasing me, he was already level 55. Two hundred years have passed. I wonder what level he has reached."
A competitor in the main competition, moving at an extremely fast speed.
The distance from the player box to the stadium was less than ten thousand meters. The skinny giant ape Luo Jin appeared in the stadium as if teleporting. His movement tore the air and caused a terrifying shock wave. The energy shield of the Ten Thousand Races Arena protected all the spectators.
The noise made by the Fire Dragon clan's strong men entering the arena would be hundreds or thousands of times louder.
"Boom--" It was as if a spring thunder exploded, and the strong men of the Fire Dragon Clan tore through the air and descended upon the arena, causing the entire arena to shake slightly.
"Wow."
"The Fire Dragons are so big."
"Compared to the Gigantic Apes and Fire Dragons, they are so small."
Countless spectators watched the battle excitedly and talked about it one by one, especially the many weak races such as the ants and bees sitting in the front row. In the eyes of these weak races, the fire dragons were too huge!
This powerful fire dragon was over 110 meters long, and the oppressive feeling from its huge spread wings made the ants and bees feel suffocated.
"A small guy like you can actually enter the finals." The Fire Dragon clan's strong man Fanqiu looked down at Luo Jin.
Luo Jin stared at his opponent.
After he failed in his attempt to kill Xu Jingming, he learned from his shame and became braver, and practiced even harder! Therefore, there were two people from the Giant Ape Clan who entered the finals this time, in addition to the One-Armed Giant Ape King, there was Luo Jin.
"Two contestants, this is your first match, so I'll reiterate the rules once more." The host of the competition, Golden Haired Pan Qiu, said, "Once the match begins, it won't end until one of them says 'surrender' or one of them dies."
"I would like to kindly remind the two contestants that if you feel the gap in strength is too big, you can admit defeat immediately. Because if it's too late, you may never have another chance again," said Golden Retriever Pan Qiu.
There was no change in the expressions of the two contestants. After all, the rules of every Ten Thousand Races Competition were the same, and they were already familiar with them.
"Okay, both of you, please get ready." Golden-haired Pan Qiu had already retreated to the edge of the arena, "Let the game begin!"
Accompanied by an order.
The giant ape Luojin and the fire dragon Fanqiu were both observing their opponents.
For countless spectators and local creatures, the Ten Thousand Races Competition is a grand event. But for these high-dimensional beings who have descended, it is a catastrophe! Very few can survive the catastrophe!
"Boom." The Fire Dragon Fanqiu rushed out first. The competition venue of the Ten Thousand Races Arena is oval in shape, with a maximum diameter of 10,000 meters. The venue is covered by an energy shield.
The Fire Dragon Fanqiu's wings fluttered, and he pounced with his claws on the ground. This pounce was terrifyingly fast! Plus, the area covered by the wings was too large.
Luo Jin tried his best to dodge, but his speed was at a disadvantage and he couldn't avoid it for a while.
"Bang!!!"
There was a loud bang.
The Fire Dragon Fanqiu was charging with his entire body. One side of its thick wings covered with fiery red scales hit Luo Jin, who was unable to completely dodge. Under the terrible impact force, Luo Jin flew backwards and hit the shield at the edge of the field, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
"Tear." The fire dragon Fanqiu flapped his wings and came over as fast as lightning, with his dragon claws covering him.
Luo Jin's body was quite tough. When he hit the shield, he immediately used the force to dodge and avoided the claw.
Whoosh! Boom! Bang!
The speed of Fire Dragon Fanqiu and the skinny giant ape Luojin were both too fast. They fought . Fire Dragon Fanqiu was obviously superior in overall strength and chased Luojin one-sidedly. Luojin hit the shield many times. In just over ten seconds, Luojin shouted the three words "I give up" while spitting blood in embarrassment.
"it's over?"
“Too fast.”
Countless viewers looked up at the game while watching the slow-motion playback on the screens of their watches. At this moment, the whole world was broadcasting it.
"I couldn't see clearly from the front row, so I had to watch the slow-motion broadcast." An ant tribe member touched the small light screen in front of him helplessly and contacted his friends through the Internet. "Just now, the giant ape crashed into the shield in front of me, and the blood sprayed out as big as a lake. The broadcast even marked that the maximum speed they reached when fighting was over 100,000 meters per second. It was really terrifying."
"That's terrifying. 100,000 meters per second? I guess the residual air waves from the flight could destroy a city."
"I sat in the first row and felt the speed of 100,000 per second up close, but... I couldn't see it clearly. I could only see the giant ape hitting the shield and the ground again and again." The Ant Tribe narrated through the Internet that being able to watch the fight live was the proudest moment of his life.
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In the Arena of All Races, one game after another is going on.
The audience at the scene and all the creatures of various races watching through the Internet were enjoying this event, but Xu Jingming and other high-dimensional beings were observing very carefully, analyzing every bit of information revealed by these powerful beings.
"Next is the nineteenth match of the first round, with Fu Nan from the Giant God tribe versus Mi Shu Ke from the Dwarf tribe! Mi Shu Ke is the first player from a weak race to appear in this Ten Thousand Races Competition. Please look forward to his performance." The golden-haired Pan Qiu said enthusiastically.
"Dwarves?"
"Finally, a weak race appears."
The whole audience cheered, and the cheers were far louder than before!
On the field, the 33-meter-tall giant Funan and the 1.2-meter-tall dwarf Mishuko stood on both sides of the field facing each other. The contrast was too strong.
"Mishuko."
"Mishuko."
Countless audiences were cheering for the dwarf Mishuko.
Although there are 100 million spectators in the stadium, about 99% of them are from weak races, because weak races take up little space! Strong races can take up too much space. The space occupied by a can accommodate millions of ant seats.
Even if we look at the entire world of all races, the number of weak races is extremely large, while the number of powerful races is generally scarce.
At this moment, the audience from the weaker races all stood on the side of the dwarf Mishuko.
"The dwarf, Mishuko, must win."
"Mishuko."
The group of brothers and sisters around Xu Jingming were also excited and enthusiastic, with red faces. They were looking forward to the dwarf Mishuke winning.
In the arena.
The dwarf Mishuko had a serious expression: "The dwarves are too small. I am not as strong or as fast as them. Even though I am the Lord of the Abyss, it is not easy to win a game in the first competition."
Fu Nan of the Giant God tribe said calmly: "It would be a shame for me if I lose to a dwarf in the first round."
"The competition begins." Following the command from the host of the competition.
Fu Nan of the Giant God tribe rushed out instantly and fought with Mi Shu Ke of the Dwarf tribe. As soon as they fought, the countless weak races audiences who hosted the Dwarf tribe were disappointed.
The giant god Fu Nan's pair of huge fists blasted out like thunder. His two arms were so thick that they swung like two pillars of heaven. His fists were much larger than the entire body of the dwarf Mishu.
"I can't dodge." Mi Xiuke felt it was extremely difficult. The opponent's fists were like hammers falling from the sky, bombarding him madly, and he had difficulty dodging again and again.
Bang!
The dwarf Mishuko flew backwards and crashed into the playing field.
The giants' fists bombarded wildly, and the intensive roar seemed to bombard the hearts of countless spectators.
"Look, the slow-motion playback shows that in just one second, he threw more than 3,639 punches! Mishu could dodge again and again, but he could only dodge. He couldn't even get close to the giants." Inside the box, the younger brothers and sisters watched the fight while looking at the light screen playing in slow motion next to them.
"Lost." Xu Jingming shook his head slightly. "Although the second round of the preliminaries favored the weaker races, the pressure on the weaker races was generally small, which resulted in nine weaker races entering the finals."
"But in terms of physical fitness, the weaker races are still a lot weaker." Xu Jingming saw it clearly, "The dwarf Mishuko is at least three levels weaker than the giant Fu Nan. Otherwise, they wouldn't be suppressed to this extent."
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"The difference in strength and speed is too big. I'm level 60, and he's at least level 63 or even higher!" Mi Xiuke had been struggling to dodge the crazy punches. If their levels were equal, he would have defeated the opponent long ago.
But the level difference is too big, and it is very difficult to upgrade one level as the level goes down. When you are close to the upper limit, you may not be able to upgrade one level for a hundred years or even a thousand years.
Not to mention the difference is at least 3 levels, it's completely one-sided.
"The second round of the preliminaries favors the weaker races, allowing me to take the stage. But it's useless to take the stage." Mishuko was blown away again, and when the blood splattered, he shouted that he gave up.
"We won." Although Fu Nan of the Giant God Clan won, he did not show any joy.
"I hit him with 25 punches, but he was still able to fight. These weak races are too tough." Fu Nan of the Giant God Clan thought to himself, "It's not easy for me to win with such a big advantage."
"Indeed, only in the first few sessions did the powerful races have the upper hand." Fu Nan of the Giant God Clan understood this and felt more pressured.
Want to win first place in the previous few sessions? Too difficult.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Both players left the arena. Although the giant god Fu Nan won, there was no smile on his face.
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The competition is still going on, and each competition is almost always a clash between powerful races.
In the 37th match of the first round, another weak race, the Spider Demon, appeared. She also won the cheers and support of countless weak races in the entire arena. This female Spider Demon was 1.9 meters tall and extremely flexible, but under the absolute strength and speed, she was easily defeated by the Five-Colored Dragon Clan. The Five-Colored Dragon Clan's tail hit her so hard that she immediately shouted to admit defeat.
"Alas, there is no way to defeat the weak races."
"The gap in strength and speed is too big. I was completely suppressed."
“I lost again.”
Countless viewers from smaller races were somewhat discouraged.
The competition progressed quickly, and more than three hours after the start of the competition, the 59th game of the first round finally arrived.
"The next is the 59th match of the first round, in which 'God Baddi' of the Mountain Demon Clan will face 'Jingming' of the Human Clan. Jingming of the Human Clan is also the third person from a weak race to appear in this competition. I wonder if he can bring the first victory to a weak race?" said the golden-haired Pan Qiu.
And in the box.
Xu Jingming, who was sitting and watching the game, also stood up. His parents, brothers and sisters were all looking at him nervously.
