Apparently, Wakana was right about one thing: Patroclus was indeed a daring young man. It would be a joke if the rules and regulations of the secular world were able to restrain Patroclus. The House of Doyle had been keeping a low profile for a long time, and it had stirred up a lot of people.
Such was the nature of human beings. Unless they were at a disadvantage, they would not be able to see the situation clearly.
Patroclus's call for everyone, especially at such a sensitive time as the tournament was about to begin. This was not Patroclus's style, as he had always been reluctant to be disturbed.
Reporters from all over the human world looked at the young man, waiting for him to speak.
A staff member whispered something in Patroclus's ear. He was almost done.
Patroclus nodded and said, "Everyone, I am sorry to trouble you all to come here. I need to postpone my match with Wang Tong for seven days."
His words stirred up a huge commotion. The tens of thousands of reporters, including the ones who had participated in the live broadcast, were all shocked by the news.
Suddenly, countless questions rang out. Reporters loved to have things happen the most. They could smell that something big was about to happen.
"Mr. Patroclus, tomorrow is the day of the tournament. What made you make such a sudden decision? Did the organizing committee approve it?"
"Yeah, you seem to have the upper hand. Why would you suddenly make such a request? Is there something going on?"
…
There were too many questions. All in all, everyone was not concerned about the decision itself, but the reason behind it. Patroclus would be crowned as the most powerful fighter of the younger generation in just one more day. If everything went according to plan, he would be the most powerful fighter in the world in ten years. He might even be the first Einherjar to be recognized as the most powerful Einherjar in the post-Kingdom of Blades.
The decision was too sudden.
At this moment, Wakana rushed in with the staff. He didn't expect Patroclus to be so reckless. Didn't he know how many people he would offend by doing this?
Politics and power were not something that a hothead could play with. However, Wakana, who had rushed in, had long since calmed down when faced with so many reporters. His mind worked quickly. While he could not offend the Dower family, he could not do nothing either. A person without any ability to resist would not be able to survive in the political arena. This was something that needed to be done properly.
"Contestant Patroclus, the organizing committee has its own rules. Nothing can be accomplished without rules. I think everyone wants to know the reason, the real reason."
Wakana was suppressing a bellyful of anger. Any person of high status would not be happy to be ignored like this, but on the surface, he still had to put on a show of magnanimity and self-restraint.
Patroclus remained calm in the face of Wakana's question. This was something that had stirred up everyone's emotions, yet he was able to remain so calm. This wasn't an act, but rather that after that battle, there was nothing else that could pique his interest.
"Yeah, Mr. Patroclus, I think the whole world wants to know the real reason. Delaying the match for seven days would disrupt all the matches. I think everyone who supports you and Wang Tong deserves to know the real reason."
A crisp voice rang out.
This voice immediately aroused Wakana's dissatisfaction. He was extremely dissatisfied. His words were meant to draw attention to himself. He was the decision maker, not Patroclus. No matter how strong a player was, he was still just a player.
"Where are you from? Rules can't be changed. Do you know how many people are involved in this? If not, Earth would have been destroyed a long time ago."
Wakana was not polite at all. This reporter's words had missed the point. She was basically saying that if there was a reasonable reason, then the match could be delayed. Who gave her the right to do so?
Zhang Mi still had a smile on her face. She had become a popular reporter for MTV because of Wang Tong's project. As one of the top media on Earth, Zhang Mi didn't care about Wakana at all. Besides, delaying the match for seven days would benefit Wang Tong a lot. However, Zhang Mi wasn't sure if Patroclus had a problem with himself, or if he had suffered some internal injuries.
"Mr. Wakana, rules must be obeyed, but rules are made by people, not by you. If necessary, the rules can be changed. Don't you agree?"
The reporter was clearly a frontline reporter, so there was definitely a huge piece of news hidden behind him. Moreover, Wagner's unyielding tone was equivalent to treating everyone else as non-existent. Naturally, everyone was unhappy. Did he really think that he was the master? For a moment, there was a great hubbub of voices. Wagner's expression was very ugly. He knew that offending the masses would not end well.
He immediately turned the spearhead to Patroclus. "You held this press conference without authorization. I will still punish you according to the rules. But the fact is that you have gone through so much trouble. I hope you have a reason that can convince everyone!"
Wakana wanted to see what kind of reason could convince everyone. Don't say that you just wanted a fair match, that would be bullsh * t. This was not a child's play.
Everyone stared at Patroclus. To be honest, they couldn't stand his temper. Everyone else was panicking like ants on a hot pan, but Patroclus was so calm.
Finally, Patroclus decided to speak after looking at the crowd.
"No reason can ruin the fairness of this match!" Patroclus said word by word.
The crowd was confused. What was he talking about? Unfair? Wasn't it fair now?
Wakana was amused. "Contestant Patroclus, the fairness of the competition cannot be questioned. It can withstand any investigation."
Zhang Jin stepped forward. She knew that Patroclus didn't like to waste time with these people, but she had to say something for the sake of the future.
"Mr. Wakana, he didn't mean that the competition was unfair, but the final match is special. Therefore, it needs to be more fair than usual. Both contestants will have to give it their all. Patroclus is not here to participate in the competition, nor is he here to become the champion. He is here to compete with Wang Tong."
Wakana's words had shocked everyone. The Ivantians had been curious about Patroclus's sudden change of heart. Patroclus had never been interested in competitions like this before, so when did he become so enthusiastic? Now, it seemed that it wasn't a coincidence that he had shown up at the spectator stand during Wang Tong's match.
Wakana was pissed off by Wang Tong's comment. He had been giving them a way out of this embarrassing situation, not because of themselves, but because of their families.
The big-breasted reporter stood up again. She had grasped the main point while the others were still digesting what she had just said.
"Miss Zhang Jin, you must know this extraordinary reason." Zhang Mi went straight to the point. After talking for a long time, she still didn't get to the key point.
Zhang Jin smiled and glanced at Patroclus. She knew that he should be the one to say it.
Patroclus's eyes were fixed on Wang Tong, but not on the person in front of him. His gaze seemed to have transcended time and space. This was a fair fight, and Wang Tong had to fight with his real identity. Otherwise, he wouldn't be worthy of the great Sky Arena.
"Seven days later, in the Sky Arena, you will see the successor of Rilangalos and the successor of the Blade Warrior. It will be the battle of Samsara 300 years later!"
Then, Patroclus's soul seemed to have returned to him. He turned around and left. No matter what the organizing committee did, they couldn't stop him from fighting Wang Tong. As for how and when they would fight, it was not up to them to decide.
This was a battle between the two of them, and they couldn't afford to lose even the slightest bit.
He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
While Patroclus's words were still digesting what he had just said, the crowd burst into an uproar, and then a dead silence fell over the room.
The heir of Rilangalos?
For the past hundred years, Patroclus was the only one who had inherited Rilangalos' legacy.
The other one was … the heir of the Blade Warrior?
Could it be that Wang Tong was the heir of the Blade Warrior?!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The reporters felt their scalps tingling, and their blood boiled.
Ten seconds later, the entire venue was in chaos. All the reporters went crazy. As for Wacana?
He had been ignored long ago, and he himself was dumbfounded. Clearly, he had been relying on the fact that the title of number one in the world would be announced by him, but now, no one was paying attention to him at all. Most importantly, no one needed him to talk nonsense. Everyone had their own opinions on who was the strongest.
If Wang Tong was really the heir of the Blade Warrior, then he would be nothing but a blade of grass.
No one paid any attention to him, and the crowd quickly dispersed.
In this era of information explosion, speed was the key to victory.
Almost a few minutes later, all the major channels had already received the news, and all the major mainstream media outlets also released the instant news.
"Seven days from now, at the Sky Arena! Patroclus VS Wang Tong, the ultimate battle of the three hundred years!
"The heir of the Blade Warrior has appeared!"
"Wang Tong is the heir of the Blade Warrior!"
"The most sensational news of the century! The heir of the Blade Warrior has arrived!"
"Wang Tong is the heir of the Blade Warrior! Nothing is out of the ordinary!"
Wang Tong's name became the number one search engine on the internet. Everyone couldn't help but stop what they were doing to pay attention to the news.
Nothing could be more sensational than this news.
It was as if the heir of God had arrived on earth.
The Blade Warrior was the God in the eyes of mankind.
Wang Tong was the heir of the Blade Warrior, and everyone in Shang Jing went crazy.
It was highly possible, since the Blade Warrior had first appeared in Shangjin. Maybe he had left something behind in Shangjin, and Wang Tong had found it by chance three hundred years later.
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