In the television broadcasting studio, a huge number was counting down with each passing second, affecting the nerves of countless people across the globe.
This was the three-hour countdown that the television station had set up after Fang Xingjian had given his reply.
Over an hour ago, an unknown explosion had occurred in the northernmost continent. The entire Heaven-Connecting Tower had turned into nothingness, and the land within a range of 100 lis had been scorched.
Over half an hour ago, a battle had taken place in the desert of Central Asia, and it was suspected that there were Commanders fighting.
Reports regarding these two pieces of news filled up the entire world, attracting the attention of countless people.
It was a pity that no one from the military or the armies were able to provide any more information. The media could only keep on trying to investigate the entire matter through their own channels.
The host in the broadcasting studio said, "Right now, there's only half an hour left to the time limit that Fang Xingjian mentioned. However, there's still no new information from the armies. "However, what we can be sure of is that the White Army has already started fighting with the other nine armies. "However, other than a few explosions, there's no other news. It's so quiet that it's a little strange."
He then turned to look at Professor Laureton and asked, "Professor, what do you think of the current situation?"
"The White Army is a part of the 13 armies after all. As the Commander, it's impossible for Fang Xingjian to be killed so easily," Professor Laureton said with certainty. Professor Laureton said with certainty, "The explosion at the beginning must have been caused by Fang Xingjian attacking the Heaven Connecting Pagoda first. However, he was then pursued by the nine Commanders. "The reason why there's no news is that Fang Xingjian has gone into hiding, and the nine Commanders are pursuing him. "Since there's no battle, there's naturally no news."
The host nodded, but at the next moment, his countenance changed. He pressed down on the earpiece next to his ear, as if he was listening to something.
He lifted his head abruptly, pointed at the camera, and said, "Everyone, our frontline reporters have received the latest information. They've discovered traces of Fang Xingjian on the Mediterranean Sea's Golden Beach. It seems that he's fighting with the other Commanders."
Professor Laureton said agitatedly, "He must have been captured by the other Commanders. To think that even ordinary people have discovered his tracks... The battle must have been decided."
The host nodded and said, "The reporters in front are rushing there. Let's take a look at the photos posted by the local passers-by on the Internet. These are pictures taken by witnesses."
As he spoke, a picture appeared on the big screen. It was a picture of Fang Xingjian standing on the beach, holding Bruce's head in one hand and lifting him into the air.
Everyone gasped when they saw the photo in front of them.
"That's Bruce, the Blue Army's Commander!"
"I can't believe he's being carried like this."
"Who is that man? Is it Fang Xingjian? "
The host was also surprised and said in disbelief, "Based on the news from the scene, the man who was lifted up is the Blue Army's Commander, Bruce, and the black-haired man is the White Army's Commander, Fang Xingjian. According to the witnesses, Fang Xingjian left after beating Bruce up and destroying his body. "
As Fang Xingjian spoke, the pictures kept on jumping, and a series of pictures were displayed one after another. The content of the pictures was the scene of Fang Xingjian smashing Bruce's body with a punch and a kick.
Even though such an explosive scene had been censored, it still instantly caused a great commotion.
On the Internet, countless uncensored versions of the photos were being broadcasted crazily.
The host looked at Professor Laureton and said, "Professor, what do you think of the current situation? Did Fang Xingjian kill Bruce? Where are the other Commanders? What on earth has happened? "
Laureton looked at the pictures on the big screen in a daze. His tone was filled with confusion, "I... I also..."
However, the host did not wait for him to finish his words. He pressed down on his earphones and stood up agitatedly once again, "What?"
"Everyone, the latest news is that Fang Xingjian has appeared in Eastern Europe again. Let's take a look at the footage from the scene."
In the blink of an eye, the image changed and turned into a blurry shot. It seemed to have been taken by a mobile phone and was slightly shaky. There were also all sorts of exclamations and screams coming from the image.
In the image, it could be clearly seen that two figures were constantly colliding and chasing each other in the sky. From time to time, they would land on the ground, causing the ground to tremble. Countless buildings collapsed and explosions rose up.
Looking at the scene before them, everyone in the live-streaming room wore solemn and respectful expressions. When they saw this kind of power that humans could not resist at all, there was a hint of fear in their eyes. Looking at the crowd that kept screaming and running away in the image, they felt a sense of sympathy for the death of a rabbit.
At the next moment, two streams of light and shadows rushed in the direction of the cameraman. Amidst the screams, the entire image shook violently. It was as if the cameraman was jumping around continuously. It was only when a loud sound rang out that the image gradually stabilized. Under the cameraman's control, the camera slowly moved toward a stretch of ruins.
It was a ruin with only bricks and tiles all over the ground. The entire house seemed to have been buried.
Just then, a loud sound rang out, and countless rubble and rubble were pushed away. A monk wearing orange robes walked out from the ruins.
He was holding onto the Abyss Sword, looking up into the sky with a calm gaze.
In the sky, Fang Xingjian's long black hair was blown up by the strong gales, dancing to and fro in midair like black flames.
At the next moment, with a flash, Fang Xingjian clashed with Fang Xingjian, who was in midair. The two figures kept rising up, and in the end, they could only see a huge ball of orange light encompassing the entire sky. Strong gales gushed forth, and the image stopped there.
Most of the commoners did not know what this represented. Almost everyone was at a loss as to what to do as they watched this scene.
However, this was only the beginning. More and more images started spreading crazily on the internet. Across the entire Earth, more and more people witnessed the battle between Fang Xingjian and others.
In East Asia, Central Asia, Europe, Africa, and America, many Commanders had their physical bodies shattered by Fang Xingjian. Their bodies, which had been reassembled by the rings' energies, were like the Grim Reaper chasing after these Commanders, dealing them with serious injuries time and time again.
The host in the live-streaming room was already numb from watching this. Professor Lauretta, who was at the side, was also wearing an astonished expression.
"Fang Xingjian... He... He's actually chasing after the Commanders and attacking them?
"To think that so many Commanders are no match for him despite joining forces? How could something like this happen?
"Then what should we do?
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