Tang Rao, of course, would not enter the arena himself.

Just kidding, I am the one who's going to win the championship.

Securing the first place should help me establish a firm footing in the Meng Family, and it could also improve the situation between him and Zeng Yan.

"What? Do I need to take action myself?" No. 0002, seeing no response from Tang Rao, was instantly annoyed.

What a joke of a competitor, daring to show up.

Tang Rao still remained silent.

He was just controlling himself, controlling his urge to act impulsively.

"Ha, this kid is really interesting." Next to No. 0002, No. 0007 also spoke up, smiling slyly as if he had sinister intentions.

"Ying Zhuo, why don't you go first?" No. 0007 said to No. 0002.

"Is it necessary?" Ying Zhuo responded with disdain.

"What if he's a master? It's possible, right? You might just get thrashed by him," No. 0007 said laughing.

Tang Rao thought that this No. 0007 really had good insight, a decent young man indeed.

"Zhou Jiniu, I'll take you down first!" Ying Zhuo cursed and suddenly made his move, pouncing toward No. 0007 with fierce and violent actions.

Nine tall towers, close to the one belonging to the Meng Family, also had a group of people standing atop.

Compared to the Meng Family, their number was smaller.

"That kid Jiniu, his nature is just a bit somber," someone in the crowd said.

"I think being somber is good."

"Yeah, it's better to outmaneuver others than to be outmaneuvered yourself."

The crowd was bustling with discussions.

"This kid just reached mid-Illumination a few days ago," the elderly man in the front of the crowd said faintly.

What!

Everyone was surprised, Zhou Jiniu had reached the mid-Illumination stage?

"Isn't Jiniu only twenty-six?"

"This kid, his talent is indeed notable."

"Congratulations to King Zhou, our Zhou Family has gained another genius."

"Congratulations to King Zhou."

The crowd kept congratulating the strongest old man.

The old man smiled faintly and didn't say much.

The kid Zhou Jiniu was indeed excellent, but still at a disadvantage due to his age. If given another three years, once he enters the late stage of Illumination, perhaps, he could reach the pinnacle.

…

On the battle stage, everyone was fighting fiercely, well… except for Tang Rao.

Yes, he was like invisible, forgotten by everyone.

Honestly, Tang Rao felt a bit embarrassed just standing there.

So, he pulled out a small stool from his Space Token, took out a bottle of cola and a bag of sunflower seeds.

He sat down, drank cola, cracked sunflower seeds, and watched the competition.

Don't ask me why I put these things in the Space Token, opportunities... are for those who are prepared.

The scene on the battle stage was bizarrely intriguing.

Nine people tangled in a group, and one watching the drama, cracking sunflower seeds loudly.

"Damn, what's going on!"

"Hahaha, this No. 5000 is awesome, went up to the stage to watch the competition."

"Hey, just let him gain some presence, poor guy watching others fight, completely unable to join in."

Yes, most people were mocking Tang Rao, thinking his skills were too weak to fight anyone.

You should know, the worst among those nine in battle were at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

Both Ying Zhuo and Zhou Jiniu were in mid-Illumination, insanely strong.

Especially Zhou Jiniu, only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and already at mid-Illumination stage, such talent is definitely top-notch in the Nine-Headed King Hall.

…

Time slowly passed, and some had already been blown off the battle stage.

No one still bothered with Tang Rao. After taking down his opponent, they immediately began looking for others to fight.

Tang Rao just continued munching on sunflower seeds, becoming the most quirky participant in history.

"Get the hell away from me!" When there were only five people left on the stage, Ying Zhuo exploded. His mid-stage Spiritual Energy suddenly released and then shattered.

Boom!

The powerful Spiritual Energy directly knocked a peak Foundation Establishment Cultivator and an early stage Cultivator off the stage.

And Tang Rao, who was right behind Zhou Jiniu... was completely unaffected.

His luck was seriously unmatched.

"Barbarian King Strike!" Ying Zhuo suddenly withdrew his bursting Spiritual Energy, concentrated it all into his fist, and struck fiercely.

Zhou Jiniu's face changed instantly, his hands crossed to form an X-shape, blocking in front of him.

At the same time, he activated a defensive Spiritual Technique to counter Ying Zhuo's strike.

After a stalemate for three seconds, Zhou Jiniu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and then, his body flew backward.

Flying over Tang Rao's head, he landed outside the area with a bang.

After all, Zhou Jiniu was a newly promoted mid-stage Cultivator, inherently a bit weaker.

Exchanging blows was actually not suitable for him, but in that situation, he had no other choice.

"Victory!" After blasting Zhou Jiniu off the stage, Ying Zhuo forcefully raised his fist and shouted, his momentum unstoppable.

The scene also erupted in excitement.

"Uh... wait a minute, there's... I'm still here." Just as everyone was cheering, Tang Rao waved his hand to assert his presence.

Ying Zhuo paused, then suddenly turned to look at Tang Rao.

That number 5000!

How the hell was this dumbass still not off the stage?

"Scram!" Ying Zhuo didn't want to waste words with Tang Rao, he surged forward, shadowed to Tang Rao's front, and swiped his right leg heavily at him.

Tang Rao was right by the edge of the stage.

Seeing Ying Zhuo's leg coming, he weirdly shifted the small stool under his butt and then ducked.

Whew!

Ying Zhuo's leg just so happened to miss over the top of Tang Rao's head.

"Hey, you still kick me, I'll smash you." Tang Rao threw the Coke bottle in his hand.

Bang!

The Coke bottle hit Ying Zhuo's supporting leg.

Crash…

The next moment, under the shocked gazes of Ying Zhuo and everyone else, Ying Zhuo's body lost balance, and he slid out of the stage.

"Bang!" Eventually, Ying Zhuo landed, performing a split, stable and firm.

"Damn!" Just after landing, ignoring the pain below, Ying Zhuo immediately jumped up and cursed loudly.

The audience was dumbfounded for half a second, then responded like Ying Zhuo, with a cascade of curses.

"Damn, what the hell!"

"Too sneaky! Too sneaky!"

"That Coke bottle, it's a hidden weapon, he used a hidden weapon!"

"Idiot, there are no rules in this competition, hidden weapons can be used."

"..."

Anyway, the scene exploded; no one expected such an outcome.

Nine top hundred participants, yet that number 5000 won.

The key thing is, that number 5000 did nothing, just moved around a stool, munched on seeds, and watched everything.

As for Ying Zhuo falling off the stage, in their eyes, it was purely luck, that domineering luck of number 5000.

"Ha ha ha, thank you, thank you everyone. Ah, my name is Tang Rao, please give me more likes and support." Tang Rao folded his stool, waving and laughing while doing so.

Countless people cursed Tang Rao shamelessly.

Tang Rao accepted these curses gladly.

Silly humans, I'm keeping a low profile.

Do you really want to see a totally predictable match? How boring would that be?

Just like the Yan Country's table tennis team, when playing against foreign players, it's so boring it could put you to sleep…

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