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386: Apollo of the Demon Gym

Chapter 386: Apollo of the Demon God Dojo

“scroll Great Master?”

Upon hearing the title, the crowds from all sides were visibly stunned.

This name, this occasion, and the Mechanical Dojo’s smug expression—could it be?

Online netizens also vaguely guessed something, discussing in surprise.

“A machine called a scroll Great Master?”

“What does that mean? It can’t be a scroll machine, can it?”

“Oh my god! The Mechanical Dojo is going to defy the heavens!”

“Did some Great Master really create a scroll instrument?”

“Doesn’t that mean Scroll Masters won’t be needed in the future?”

“What a joke. The Mechanical Dojo itself has so many Scroll Masters; how could they eliminate themselves?”

“This instrument should only assist Scroll Masters in making scrolls, reducing their drawing pressure.”

“Even that is incredibly exaggerated.”

While netizens were discussing heatedly, various delegations on-site could no longer contain their restless hearts. Only Wu Xian and the Holy Spirit Dojo remained calm.

“Could it be an instrument for making scrolls?” the Great Masters from all sides exclaimed, seeking confirmation.

Among them, Invincible Yang’s reaction was the most obvious. “Little girl, quickly demonstrate and introduce it.”

Facing the enthusiasm from all sides, Tang Tiaotiao smiled playfully, confirming everyone’s guesses. “That’s right, the [scroll Great Master] is a cutting-edge instrument used to assist scroll masters in making scrolls.”

“As long as the corresponding authorized original is placed inside and pigments are provided, it can draw corresponding copies or rubbings.”

The entire hall erupted in an uproar.

The Spirit Master community was fine; they didn’t feel it as strongly.

But the Scroll Master community, one by one, started breathing rapidly.

After all, only Scroll Masters themselves knew how absurd the pressure of daily scroll orders was; without a few apprentices, they couldn’t keep up.

“Of course, this instrument currently only supports drawing below gold scroll, meaning copper scroll and silver scroll. Depending on the complexity of the scroll, the drawing efficiency will also fluctuate.”

“If it’s copying rubbings, the speed will be quite a bit faster than the Scroll Master themselves!” Tang Tiaotiao continued to explain.

“Enough, enough!” Invincible Yang laughed loudly. “Being able to draw copper scroll and silver scroll is enough; gold scroll isn’t needed anyway.”

“Indeed,” other Great Masters echoed, “Your Dojo has done a great deed.”

“I just wonder about the price?”

“Still worried about the price? Let’s order a dozen or twenty first.”

Everyone present was a high-ranking official from various Dojos, all with plenty of money.

Although the scroll Great Master can currently only produce copper scroll and silver scroll, it has already met the needs of the vast majority of Scroll Masters.

After all, copper scroll and silver scroll have always been the main source of sales for Scroll Masters.

As long as the order pressure for copper scroll and silver scroll is resolved, it means they are completely liberated.

“We can discuss prices and orders after the competition,” Tang Tiaotiao said unhurriedly. “The challenge match at hand is the main focus. Young talents under thirty years old present here can all come on stage to challenge one of the Twelve Heavenly Riders for a one-on-one gold scroll battle.”

“Successful challengers will receive a [scroll Great Master] as a reward, limited to one per person.”

“Right, right, the competition is important.” Invincible Yang responded cheerfully, then turned to look at the scions of noble families from the Shendu Dojo and the Family forces below the Dojo. “This old man’s demands aren’t high; just get five or six units back first, and you won’t be shortchanged.”

Upon hearing this, the younger generation of the Shendu Dojo couldn’t help but be eager to try.

Not just the Shendu Dojo, but the young people from other forces, spurred on by their elders, were also flexing their muscles.

As young talents from various factions, the young people present still had some spirit and confidence.

Especially Prodigies from noble families like Bai Shiqi and Zhao Qinghe.

The [scroll Great Master] itself held immense appeal for them.

Having just embarked on their Scroll Master careers, they were all currently facing immense order pressure.

And the scroll Great Master was the lifeline that would free up their time.

“Don’t celebrate too early,” Tang Tiaotiao teased, reminding them, “My Saintess’s Twelve Heavenly Riders are still very powerful.”

As she spoke, twelve floating arenas appeared on the stage, controlled by the Twelve Heavenly Riders.

“There are a total of twelve arenas, sincerely inviting all young talents to come on stage and challenge!”

As soon as Tang Tiaotiao finished speaking, a vast number of young people from all over the venue rushed towards the arenas, and the scene was chaotic for a moment.

Fortunately, there was a strict “Rank hierarchy” among the young people in terms of identity and status. The scions of noble families merely gave a look, forcing the young people from other families to retreat.

The originally dense crowd instantly dwindled to only a group of Prodigies from noble families.

But even so, the twelve arenas were still not enough to be divided.

At this point, the scions of noble families also displayed their demeanor, deferring to each other.

“Everyone only gets one chance; it’s the same no matter who goes up.”

“That’s true. Which brother is willing to lead the way?”

“Her Highness the Saintess’s Twelve Heavenly Riders are all seven-star gold scrolls, and their users are all carefully selected Soul resonators, so their proficiency must be high. I advise everyone to be careful,” Bai Shiqi mused, reminding them.

Although he didn’t know the combat power of the Twelve Heavenly Riders, he knew the absurd extent of Wu Xian’s power.

Tang Tiaotiao being able to play with Wu Xian clearly meant she was not simple either.

Furthermore, the Mechanical Dojo daring to accept challenges in this manner clearly indicated they had a certain level of confidence.

“Aren’t you all going up?” one of the scions of noble families from the Demon God Dojo teased. “Then I’ll go first!”

With that, he casually picked an arena and went up.

“Demon God Dojo, Zhang Family, Zhang Yao, please advise!”

The young scion named Zhang Yao announced his Family name. With a slight movement of his mind, an eight-star gold scroll appeared beside him.

It was a handsome young man with long hair, holding a golden, glittering divine bow, with an exquisite lyre slung diagonally across his back. He wore a unique style of flowing robe, and a golden halo rotated behind him.

He was bathed in soft divine light, and his every gesture exuded a noble aura.

The moment he saw the gold scroll, Wu Xian’s eyes lit up slightly.

This should be the first time he recognized the background prototype of a scroll at a glance.

It was Apollo from Greek mythology, the Sun God, and also the God of Light and God of Prophecy.

At least from the appearance and image of Zhang Yao’s gold scroll painting spirit, the completion was already very high.

However, the power fluctuations and Law aura emanating from him felt somewhat off, not quite right.

“Mechanical Dojo, Fire God Heavenly Rider holder, Li Feng, please advise!”

The Mechanical Dojo youth on the arena also announced his Family name, and the Fire God Heavenly Rider beside him prepared for battle.

“Fire God Heavenly Rider, huh?” Zhang Yao chuckled in amusement. “Do you mechanical types also have distinctions like ‘God of So-and-so’?”

Li Feng smiled indifferently, saying nothing more.

“My gold scroll is named [Bright Arrow God], and my future goal is to inherit the position of God of Light or Arrow God in my Demon God Divine Realm,” Zhang Yao introduced confidently. “I wonder if my Arrow God is more powerful, or your Dojo’s Fire God Heavenly Rider.”

Upon hearing Zhang Yao’s introduction,

The crowds from all sides present were clearly intimidated.

But Wu Xian’s expression, on the other hand, was odd, greatly taken aback.

He had thought the completion was very high, but it turned out to be merely a similar appearance, with the core of the power completely off.

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