70: Chapter 70 Mecha Ancient Treasure

In the blink of an eye, the first day of the Seed Competition arrived.

The Magic City Martial Arts Stadium—a structure built from Star Alloy and super-powered energy shields, capable of holding three hundred thousand people—had now turned into a boiling ocean of excitement.

In the sky, dozens of hovering broadcast blimps bearing the logos of major media outlets circled overhead.

In the center of the stadium, above a massive arena stage crafted from pure Memory Metal and capable of withstanding the full force of a Martial Emperor Realm strike, four holographic projection screens were scrolling through today's schedule in a 360-degree loop.

“Aolan Star Domain Seed Competition—Official Opening!”

Accompanied by the deafening roar of ceremonial cannons, the entire Magic City seemed to tremble.

Inside the observation deck at the highest point of the stadium, however, the atmosphere was exceptionally quiet.

The observation deck was encased in one-way energy glass, perfectly filtering out the carnival-like cheers of the three hundred thousand spectators below.

Inside the deck, only three large, luxurious chairs were placed.

Su Wu, Lin Feng, and the Star Envoy from the Aolan Star Domain sat in a triangular formation.

The Star Envoy had changed into a more lightweight silver star-patterned robe today, looking down at the arena below from his high vantage point. In his deep eyes, however, there was an undisguised sense of boredom and arrogance.

“Chief Inspector Lin, these two contestants are a bit subpar, aren't they?”

The Star Envoy watched the first match that had just begun below, not even bothering to lift his eyelids, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

On the arena stage below, a duel was taking place between a Peak Great Grandmaster from Sakura Country and a Peak Great Grandmaster from the North Bear Country.

The two clashed with blade Qi and blood vitality, trading blows back and forth. In the eyes of ordinary spectators, it was already a magnificent display.

But in the eyes of a Star King Realm powerhouse, this was practically child's play.

“Their blood vitality is unstable, and their Moves are rigid.”

The Star Envoy shook his head slightly, grumbling inwardly, “I really don't understand what those old fogeys in the Star Domain High Council are thinking, insisting on selecting ‘seeds’ from such a remote, backwater star System! Can a true Dragon really fly out of a trash heap like this?”

Faced with the Star Envoy's inquiry, Lin Feng merely gave a noncommittal smile and did not argue.

Su Wu, sitting on the other side, was even more detached, his gaze casually scanning the preparation area below for his own brat's figure, treating the Star Envoy's evaluation as nothing more than wind passing his ears.

The situation turned out exactly as the Star Envoy expected.

The matches on the morning of the first day were practically a form of torture for these three high-and-mighty Star Kings.

Even as noon approached and a few contestants who had just entered the Early Stage of the Martial King Realm finally appeared on the stage, they were still worthless in the Star Envoy's critical eyes.

This was because these native Earth Martial Kings were too crude in their application of power, fighting entirely based on the instinct of their blood vitality.

Until... the morning's final showdown began.

“Next match! Early Stage Martial King contestant from the Beautiful Country, Adam! Versus, Middle Stage Martial King contestant from the North Bear Country, Ivanov!”

As the referee's loud voice fell, the alloy tunnels on both sides of the arena slowly opened.

“Oh? A challenge across cultivation stages?”

On the observation deck, the Star Envoy finally felt a tiny spark of interest. He set down his teacup, his gaze landing on the Beautiful Country contestant named Adam.

Adam was a blond Caucasian youth with an extremely arrogant confidence written across his face.

But what was most eye-catching was the form-fitting, streamlined armor he wore, which flickered with a dark red light!

“A mecha... ancient treasure?” Su Wu's eyebrows twitched slightly.

“That is a mecha-type ancient treasure excavated from a civilization ruin in the Beautiful Country,” Lin Feng explained calmly from the side. “Though this set of armor is only Rank 1, it has a miniaturized high-energy reactor inscribed inside.”

On the arena, the match bell suddenly rang!

“One of the seed spots will definitely be mine!” Adam laughed wildly.

Instantly, the dark red mecha on his body emitted an extremely piercing high-frequency hum.

The armor on the mecha's back and legs suddenly split open, spraying out six streaks of ghostly blue plasma exhaust!

Boom—!!!

A sonic boom cloud instantly exploded in the air!

Adam turned into a streak of dark red light, moving so fast that he even left a series of afterimages on the retina.

This was not a speed an Early Stage Martial King should possess; it was a limit speed forcibly attained by relying purely on the mecha's kinetic energy!

“So fast!”

The North Bear Country contestant, Ivanov, saw his expression change drastically.

As a Middle Stage Martial King powerhouse, he was rich in combat experience. The moment his opponent started moving, he frantically squeezed the blood vitality within his body.

Ivanov gave a thunderous shout, his muscles bulging as a layer of azure Protective Aura, half a meter thick and radiating extreme cold, instantly condensed into an indestructible shield in front of him.

However, he still underestimated the terrifying impact force of that mecha ancient treasure.

Adam's figure crossed the dozens of meters in an instant. The mecha's right arm turned glowing red from the high-speed friction, like a falling meteorite. Carrying violent kinetic energy and high heat, it slammed heavily into that azure shield!

Crack—Boom!!!

An ear-piercing sound of shattering rang out.

The ice shield, which was enough to withstand a full-force blow from a Martial King of the same stage, lasted less than 0.1 seconds under this terrifying punch that combined machinery and martial arts before it shattered into pieces like fragile glass!

The violent power poured unreservedly onto Ivanov's chest.

“Pfft—!”

The Middle Stage Martial King from North Bear Country was hit as if by a bolt of lightning. His sternum instantly collapsed, and he flew back like a kite with a broken string, coughing up blood. He traced a tragic arc through the air, slammed heavily into the energy shield at the edge of the arena, and then slid down like a pile of limp mud, falling unconscious on the spot.

One hit, an instant kill!

After a brief moment of dead silence, the entire stadium erupted in a mountain-shaking roar of astonishment!

An Early Stage Martial King had one-shotted a Middle Stage Martial King!

“Somewhat interesting.”

On the observation deck, a flash of brilliance finally crossed the Star Envoy's eyes. He nodded slightly and evaluated, “While his own cultivation is mediocre, being able to utilize eighty percent of the kinetic energy of this Rank 1 mechanical ancient treasure shows some talent.”

Although the evaluation was still not high, at the very least, the Star Envoy no longer looked so drowsy.