93: Global Youth Competition

"It's only been a month of auditions, and that kid actually cleared the Advanced kings road directly."

After those words were spoken, the three figures fell into a temporary silence.

At this moment, they only had one thought in their minds.

Is this kid really human?

"I take back what I said a month ago."

"Half a year."

"In half a year at most, that kid can definitely reach the Heavenly Extreme."

"That's not the point."

"No one knows what happened inside the Advanced kings road."

"Not only can we not determine that kid's current strength at all, but we also don't know the reason for the major changes in the Virtual Network."

"What else could his strength be?"

"Judging by his previous performance, he must have the combat power of a high-level Eighth-order."

"As for the major changes in the Virtual Network... after that kid left, the AI recovered, but it seems some new data appeared, so many people are still rushing to study it."

High-level Eighth-order... the dim room fell into silence once again.

After an unknown amount of time.

"We have no way back now."

"The Youth Grand Competition isn't an arena match. Not to mention we have Eighth-order Prodigies on our side, with fifty people per country, can that kid really kill them all no matter how strong he is?"

"And."

"We have the trump card we specially prepared."

"That kid is dead for sure!"

"What we need to consider is Xia Zhou when he goes crazy."

...In the far reaches of Blue Star's Extreme South, a lonely island surrounded by the vast ocean.

At this moment, it had become the focus of worldwide attention—the grand scene of the Global Youth Grand Competition.

In the sky.

It was densely packed with various helicopters marked with different national flags.

They were like a flock of vigorous eagles, circling and flying around the island, as if announcing the importance and solemnity of this competition to the world.

Meanwhile, everyone watching this grand event through the live-streaming platforms was already filled with excitement, with countless bullet chats rolling across the screen like a tide.

"Is this the scene of this year's Global Youth Grand Competition?"

"So dangerous! Even through the screen, I can already hear the rising and falling roars of beasts."

"Isn't that obvious?"

"It's held every four years; isn't it like this every time?"

"Exactly, no one knows how many people die in every session."

"But it's still been the grandest event on Blue Star for so many years."

"Because here, you don't just represent yourself, but also the country behind you."

"By the way."

"Did you see the competition roster? The Flame King is also on it."

"Of course I saw it."

"He's not just on it; he's the captain of the Dragon Country for this competition!"

"Holy crap, he's truly fierce!"

"It feels like I only watched the Freshman Grand Competition not long ago, and that young man who looked down on the whole field can already compete on such a stage."

"I just feel, he didn't even participate in the auditions, on what basis did the higher-ups appoint him as captain?"

"Is the person above an idiot?"

"Are you joking?"

"The record creator of the Beginner, Intermediate, and Advanced kings road, hanging high at the peak of the Virtual Network's Kings Monument."

"To this day, no country has figured out what his suffix means."

"His strength doesn't need to be questioned at all!"

"Haven't figured it out? What do you mean?"

"Didn't we build the Virtual Network?"

"That's..."

"Stop arguing, the scene is switching, look quick!!"

The screen suddenly shifted, arriving at a red team on a flat piece of land on the lonely island.

Fifty young faces, each person's eyes revealing an unwavering belief and determination.

The young man standing at the very front of the team was even more eye-catching.

A breeze blew past, gently stirring his slightly messy yet dashing short hair.

The bullet chats exploded instantly.

"Flame King!!"

"Wow! This uniform attire is too handsome!"

"Ugh, I can't help but cry!"

"What's the most blood-pumping thing every time you watch the Global Grand Competition? It's that bright and eye-catching red on their chests!"

This sentence instantly ignited the fire of passion in everyone's hearts, pushing the viewing atmosphere to a climax.

"Dragon Country! Victory!!"

All over Dragon Country.

Xue Cheng, Lian Chuan, Gu Chen, and others who had crossed paths with Lin Yan all silently thought the same thing.

Good luck.

As long as you stand there, everything before can be temporarily cast aside; there's only one sentence.

Good luck!!

The playfulness on Mo Fan's face had disappeared, his tone full of emotion.

"Every time I see this scene, it reminds me of our session back then."

A smile curled on Liu Bai's lips.

"We all belong to the past. Next, it belongs to that kid."

Sikong Gang grinned.

"I have a premonition that this kid will start an incredibly remarkable era."

No matter what people everywhere were thinking.

On the lonely island where the teams were scattered.

Many gazes would also look towards the young man wearing the captain's armband from time to time.

They all understood in their hearts.

In the competition that would last for the next three days, that young man was very likely their strongest competitor.

Especially the USA and European Union Country teams also standing at the very front.

A handsome blond young man and a tall woman's eyes flickered.

Jointly surround and kill.

This was the only order they had received before coming.

In fact, it wasn't just them.

Monkey Country, Japan, Stick Country, Kangaroo Country, and other countries affiliated with the two nations had also received this unquestionable instruction.

In other words.

Out of the twenty-odd countries in the competition, more than half had the same goal.

Annihilate the Dragon Country and kill Lin Yan.

The remaining ones were only Grizzly Bear Country, also one of the top four, who was very likely to be an ally of the Dragon Country, along with those friendly neighbors of the two countries.

And as the center of these gazes.

Lin Yan's expression was calm.

No one knew what he was thinking.

At this moment.

Several streaks of light streaked across the sky.

Dozens of figures landed right in front of the massive group of teams.

Among them was the Fifth Speaker of Blue Star, Jiang Mobai.

He casually glanced at the many teams and walked straight to Lin Yan.

"Brother Zhou told me everything."

"Go for it without worries!"

Lin Yan revealed a faint smile and nodded gently in response.

Then he turned his gaze to the other King Rank powerhouses.

As if arranged by fate, his line of sight happened to meet two gazes coming from the front of the USA and European Union Country teams.

Two middle-aged men.

One had a typical handsome Western face, paired with a finely tailored black suit, exuding a unique elegant temperament.

The other was slightly thin, with a face that carried a hint of gloom and ruthlessness, as if hiding endless calculations and conspiracies.

The gazes of the three met and parted instantly, as if they had only looked at a stranger who had nothing to do with them.

Perhaps Jiang Mobai, who noticed this moment, could understand the meaning behind it.

"The one in the black suit is the Second Speaker, Saul."

"The thin one is the Third Speaker, Adolf."

"Did you see anything?"