While Ding Ling Dong and Long Yangjun were fighting, the most splendid matches of the best unfolded on the other fifteen arenas, too.
In the second arena, thousands of mini drones congregated into the shape of an enormous girl. Mystic rays enshrouded her like running water. In the middle of the glittering brilliance, she put on a gentle and peaceful smile.
Tilting her head, she observed her opponent curiously.
Her opponent did not have a body of flesh and blood, either. His magnificent soul data was carried by a rusty, old-fashioned spiritual puppet. The seemingly civil puppet seemed to have been rolling in the mud. Not only was the joint of the gears and the bearings full of dust, but green sprouts were also growing out of the gaps of the joints. For a moment, it was hard to tell whether he was a cold machine or a warm home for the grass.
"Master A Boxing Champion …"
Wenwen was surprised. "I thought that you would show up in the latest version of 'Super Great Iron City'. I didn't know that you would be so natural and harmonious. It seems that the three years of training in the past three years have given you a new level and made you reach a whole new level!"
"Both the fleshly body and the iron bones are just carriers and containers. As long as the life information is burning, is there any difference between the rusty, old-fashioned puppets and the super Great Iron City that is armed to the teeth?"
A Boxing Champion extended his right hand to Wenwen and opened his palm.
From the joint of his palm, a yellow flower grew out.
Looking at the flower, vivid gentleness beamed out of his crystal eyes. He said in a low voice, "I once destroyed countless towns and slaughtered thousands of enemies, but none of the exhilaration of destruction and slaughter could compare to the feeling of 'nurturing' and 'creation' when I discovered a flower growing out of my palm. Wenwen, does it look good?"
"Very good."
Wenwen nodded and asked curiously, "Master A Boxing Champion, how did you train yourself in the past three years? Everybody seems to have found their own fortuitous encounters in the Supreme Tower and the black wall. What were your fortuitous encounters?"
"I didn't have any fortuitous encounters. I couldn't even call it training. I simply traveled to different planets and modified the environment there, trying to grow flowers and plants in the harshest environments."
A Boxing Champion paused for a moment, and the brilliance in his crystal eyes became even gentler. He said, "I promised a … friend that I would help her plant the Gold Barley all over the universe. Although the Gold Barley is a crop that is resistant to coldness, drought, radiation, and vitality, it is still not an easy task to cultivate different variants, sow them on planets with different environments, and promote and balance with the local ecosystems.
"It took me every second of the three years to plant the Gold Barley on more than ten planets. I spent all my time in the farmlands and forests every day. How could I have thought of training?
"Let's not talk about me. Little guy, I heard that you also refused to enter the ancient ruins to explore and cultivate. Why? Didn't quite a few pioneer civilizations in the primeval relics boast unusually advanced crystal processors and Spiritual Nexus technologies that could bring great enlightenment to an information life such as yourself? Or rather, the 'other half of Fuxi' in the Pangu civilization and the mainframe crystal processors of the Supreme Tower are infinite treasures for information lives. Isn't your brother 'Xiaoming' wandering in and absorbing mysteries crazily? It is said that he is about to surpass' Fuxi '. Why aren't you with him? "
"Because I have more important things to do."
Wenwen smiled sweetly, without any regret. "The Holy League cannot do without a mainframe. I have to shoulder the responsibility that the other half of Fuxi left behind and help all the people of the Holy League rebuild their society and civilization. You know that the social system of the Holy League was on the verge of collapse three years ago. Many planets were caught in famine and riots. If nothing was done, billions of people would've been killed abruptly, and those who survived would've turned into abnormal monsters. I couldn't turn a blind eye to the chaos and misery on the planets."
"Is that so …"
A Boxing Champion nodded. "I can tell that you have managed the Holy League well. The country that was once mired in the abyss of destruction has struggled to crawl out and is back on the right track again."
"No, it's far from good enough."
Wenwen shook her head and said, "There's still a long way to go. What exactly does a brand-new civilization of mankind that is hyper-informationization, deeply networked, and where human-machine interaction happens every second look like? We're also thinking hard about how to avoid repeating the mistakes of 'Fuxi' and the 'supercivilizations'."
"That's right. The road to the future is too long. Even people like you and I, who have extraordinary computing abilities, can't calculate every change in the future. We can't even calculate the next second."
A Boxing Champion smiled and said, "However, it is exactly because we can't calculate the future that we are 'lives'. We are really … alive, aren't we?"
Wenwen smiled, too.
"Master A Boxing Champion, do we still need to fight each other?"
Wenwen asked respectfully. "In the past three years, I really haven't absorbed any information about fighting. You know that my core data is more about management and operations. I'm not interested in exploration and conquest. Perhaps Xiaoming is the most suitable opponent for you."
"I don't think so."
Brilliance beamed out of the Fist King's eyes. "Only by building a beautiful home with one's own hands can one better understand the true meaning of 'protection'. Fighting to conquer and fighting to protect are two entirely different concepts. I already met Xiaoming outside of the hall earlier. At that time, he was showing off in the 'Lightning Destroyer', a super enormous iron devil more than two hundred meters tall that was used for testing. He did not notice me at all when I flew to the back of his head and observed him in silence.
"It is obvious that he has indeed learned a lot in the primeval relics, and the 'Thunder Destroyer' is indeed a new-generation war machine that represents the future. However …
"He is still not qualified to be my opponent with all my strength.
"As long as I want to, I can completely paralyze him in one minute with this ragged shell right now!
"A simple conqueror and destroyer is just like that. No matter how strong they are, they are nothing to be scared of.
"But you are different.
"We've been communicating for three minutes. During the three minutes, I've been calculating how long it will take me to suppress you, but the result is that … I don't have enough information to calculate?
"How interesting, Wenwen. Your silly little brother still doesn't know that you are actually stronger than him, does he?"
"Everybody has their own path. Xiaoming and I have different paths. We cannot simply measure each other's strength."
Wenwen still shook her head. "I'm not good at fighting. I only like to protect."
"Then, let's fight for 'protection'!"
The flower in A Boxing Champion's hand slightly shook and retreated back to his palm.
A Boxing Champion raised the fist of the old-fashioned civil spiritual puppet and smiled at Wenwen.
…
In the third arena …
It was the one with the harshest environment and the steepest terrain of the sixteen arenas.
As far as one's eyes could see, there was not a single flat spot on the undulating, overlapping land. Interconnected stalagmites and sharp cones were everywhere, which seemed to be mixed with rare minerals. The edges and the tops of the stalagmites were glittering and unstoppable, making it look like a hell of swords.
Yan Liren was sitting cross-legged on the hilt of his longsword. The tip of his sword was pointing downward and touching the tip of a stalagmite that was even sharper than a needle.
The place seemed to be shaking, but it was as steady as a mountain. Yan Liren did not even look at his opponent. His somewhat unreal eyes stared at the stalagmites around in a daze, as if he were imagining the stalagmites to be billions of flying swords that were having a world-shaking battle in his head.
Hundreds of meters away from him, the stalagmites and cones had been crushed by the invisible force field, creating a round space that looked like a crater. Above the 'crater', a Pangu almost thirteen meters tall, whose body was full of cooling holes, was standing.
"Are you Yan Liren?"
The Pangu's voice was as loud as a bell, and he spoke the language of human beings rather fluently. Of course, along with the language, a brainwave that felt like thunder was spluttering out brutally, too.
Yan Liren, however, did not feel anything at all. He was still staring at the stalagmites in a daze as he replied briefly, "Yes."
"I'm told that you are one of the best experts in the civilization of mankind, and that you have defeated more than ten experts among the primeval survivors in a row in the past year?"
The member of the Pangu Clan continued asking aggressively.
Yan Liren still did not bother to nod his head. "Yes."
"Those guys are not real experts. They are just specialists and researchers in the Divine Palace. They are not 'powerless', but they are not far from it."
The Pangu raised his head and said casually, "But I, 'Annihilator of the Nine Heavens', am different. I am a natural-born warrior. For the glory of the primeval era, I voluntarily slept for hundreds of thousands of years and was only woken up recently. Have you ever heard of my name?"
Yan Liren rolled his eyes.
It was obvious that he was of a mind to shake his head.
But in order to avoid trouble, he nodded his head softly and said, "Yes."
"Very good."
The Pangu nodded his head, too. "I did not expect that the Pangu universe would be like this after hundreds of thousands of years. Everything has changed. All the rules and purposes have been overturned. Everything needs to be adapted again. Thankfully, a pure warrior such as myself does not care about politics or the future of the civilization but only about martial arts. As long as there is something to fight, anything is fine!"
"Okay," Yan Liren said.
The Pangu frowned hard. "Is it because you like to jump out of the language of the civilization of mankind, or is it because you don't like to talk?"
"It's not that I don't like to talk."
Yan Liren yawned and finally finished his sentence. "It's just that I like to say everything with my sword."
Huala!
One explosion, a hundred explosions, ten thousand explosions.
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