364: The War of Nations begins! Su Mo's "cheerleading squad" makes its debut.

As the teleportation light faded and the sensation of weightlessness vanished, a bleak and ancient aura rushed towards them.

Su Mo opened his eyes to see a massive circular arena floating amidst an endless galaxy.

Beneath his feet was a platform cast from a single piece of unknown black metal—hard, cold, and gleaming with a faint, chilling light.

Surrounding them were nine floating islands of equal size, each occupied by elite combat teams from other nations.

There was no sun overhead, only a massive electronic eye emitting a mechanical red glow, looking down upon this group of chosen "beasts" like a deity.

"Is this... the battlefield for the Contest of Ten Thousand Nations?"

Shen Yanbing stood by Su Mo's side; the shy, girlish demeanor she had previously displayed vanished the moment they landed.

Her exquisite face was instantly covered in a layer of frost, her back straightened, and her clear eyes were devoid of any panic, reflecting the absolute calmness and killing intent of her S+ grade talent, [Ice and Snow Princess].

In her hand appeared a crystal-clear staff, topped with a ten-thousand-year-old Ice Soul that exuded extreme cold, causing the surrounding air to condense into tiny ice crystals.

This was exactly how a chosen prodigy, meticulously trained by the Dragon Shield Bureau, should look.

"Interesting."

Su Mo scanned the surroundings, the corners of his mouth curling slightly upward.

The teams from the other nine nations had already noticed the commotion on their side.

"Oh, look over there!"

A rough, mocking voice came from the floating island on the left.

It was the team from Eagle Sauce Country.

Leading them was a blond giant over two and a half meters tall, his muscles bulging like granite, holding a golden round shield that radiated the divine power of thunder.

Adam Smith, the number one person of Eagle Sauce Country, and his class was [Thunder Titan].

He pointed contemptuously toward Su Mo's side and laughed loudly:

"Does the Xia Country have no one left? They actually sent a 55-level brat to compete? And..."

His gaze fell upon Shen Yanbing, and he gave a frivolous whistle:

"And you brought such a pretty babe? Is this for war or a vacation?"

"Baka!"

From the Japan team on the right, the grim-looking youth with three cursed swords at his waist—Sato Ryuichi—also let out a cold sneer.

"The people of Xia Country have always been weak; it seems this time they are just here to die. That is fine, my 'Muramasa' is already impatient to taste the beauty's blood."

The teams from the other surrounding countries—the Polar Bear Country, the Europa Alliance, the A Country team... all cast gazes of disdain, Greed, or amusement.

After all, in front of this group of top-tier experts with an average level above 95 and fully equipped in divine gear, Su Mo's conspicuous "LV55" and the not-yet-max-level Shen Yanbing beside him did indeed look too pathetic.

"We've been looked down upon."

Su Mo picked his ear.

"Su Mo, don't be impulsive."

Long Xiya stepped forward, slamming her crimson gold dragon spear heavily against the ground, creating a resounding boom.

The terrifying pressure of an LV99 demigod instantly erupted from her, with crimson dragon flames swirling around her body, forcing back the malicious gazes from all around.

"That is Adam and Sato; both have several mythical-grade weapons and are not easy to deal with." Long Xiya's voice was low, her golden vertical pupils filled with vigilance.

"Impulsive?"

Su Mo glanced at her and chuckled: "The thing I hate most is when others have more people than me and are louder than me."

He raised his right hand, and the pitch-black vortex appeared in his palm once again.

"Since they think we don't have enough people, then... let's broaden their horizons."

"Time to come out for some air, ladies!"

Boom—!

As Su Mo's words fell, the pitch-black vortex expanded violently, transforming into a gate connecting to the Underworld.

Immediately after, one beautiful figure after another filed out!

"I was suffocating! Is this that so-called dungeon?"

Rose was the first to rush out, her tight black leather outfit outlining an incredibly hot S-shaped curve, two scalpels spinning rapidly at her fingertips, her long, narrow phoenix eyes filled with bloodthirsty excitement.

"The air quality is really bad; it doesn't smell as good as in the forest."

Irina followed closely behind, her tall, one-meter-nine stature paired with that brilliant golden vine armor, looking like a Valkyrie descending.

She held a golden longbow and scanned the arena proudly, her golden eyes filled with disdain for the other races.

"Wow! So many people! How lively!"

Luo Xiaorou ran out, hopping and skipping, her pink twin tails tracing playful arcs in the air as she looked around with that huge monocular telescope in her hand.

Following her were the curvaceous and gentle Qin Lan, the passionate and unrestrained Samantha in her combat suit, and Xiao Wu, who was holding a carrot and blinking her large eyes...

Even Lin Wan, who had just been "tricked" by Su Mo into signing a contract, walked out wearing that figure-hugging professional suit and high heels, adjusted her glasses, and stood behind Su Mo with a helpless expression.

In just a few seconds.

The previously somewhat empty Xia Country platform was instantly filled with a bevy of beauties!

And every single one of them was a peerless beauty! Each had a completely different style!

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

Adam Smith's mouth hung wide open, and the golden shield in his hand nearly fell to the ground.

Sato Ryuichi's grim eyes widened until they were round, his eyeballs almost popping out.

Even their own people, like Long Xiya and Thunder Breaks Heaven, saw this scene and their eyelids twitched wildly.

What the hell...

This is a life-or-death battlefield that determines the fate of the nation!

You brought all your women here?!

"This... this isn't against the rules, is it?!"

The captain of the A Country team, a gaunt old man wearing a turban, pointed at Su Mo's side and shouted,

"Referee! Cheating! This is cheating! How can you bring so many people?!"

[Warning! Abnormal number of members detected in the Xia Country team...]

The massive electronic red eye in the sky suddenly turned, and a cold mechanical voice resonated throughout the arena.

[Scanning...]

A red light enveloped Rose and the others.

Su Mo, however, was not panicked at all, crossing his arms with an expression of watching a show.

A few seconds later.

[Scan complete.]

[Detection result: These units are all contracted summoned entities/humanoid weapons/living equipment of the Xia Country captain 'Su Mo'. ]

[Judgment: Complies with the rules.]

As the mechanical voice faded, the entire arena was in an uproar!

"What the hell?!"

Adam couldn't help but curse, "Humanoid weapons? Living equipment? You're treating people like equipment to bring them in?!"

"This kid... is a ruthless man."

Long Xiya looked at Su Mo, her eyes filled with extreme complexity.

To be able to turn so many powerful women into "equipment" requires not only a monstrous talent but also these women's absolute, unreserved trust and obedience toward him.

What kind of love potion did this man, who looks so laid-back, feed them?

"Alright, don't make a fuss."

Su Mo clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back.

He walked to the front of the team, reached out to put his arm around Shen Yanbing, who had completely entered battle mode and was exuding a cold aura, and grinned at the stunned foreigners opposite them.

"Let me reintroduce them."

"I am Su Mo, and this is my... cheerleading squad."

"Please look forward to our performance."