359: Global live broadcast, the Holy Lord is actually my classmate?

One-third of the individual competition had passed, and Chen Beixuan's earth-shattering four instant kills.

Made the entire Blue Star's internet even more fiercely debated.

Replays of those four matches were edited into countless versions and spread to every corner.

"My God, is this really power a human can possess?"

"Even I, an S-rank Talent Lord, cannot guarantee an instant kill of an S-rank. This... the value!"

"Don't even mention it. I'm from the country of that S-rank Shadow Assassin who was instantly killed."

"Our country's Genius became completely withdrawn after he returned."

"He locked himself in his room, not seeing anyone, just muttering two words: 'Monster.'"

"Sword Intent, this is definitely the legendary Sword Intent of Dragon Country!"

"Based on our shallow research into Dragon Country culture, this is a spiritual power, the ultimate manifestation of the Dao of the Sword! I never thought it actually existed!"

"Stop analyzing, it's useless. Look, whether it's an A-rank Berserker or an S-rank Assassin."

"They're like mere decorations in front of him. This shows that his strength has far exceeded the scope of what we can comprehend."

"Cangming City... I remember that name. It's terrifying. What kind of place is the Holy Land, exactly?"

"They can just send out some unknown nobody and sweep away Geniuses from all over the world?"

Lords worldwide, regardless of strength or nationality, at this moment felt a tremor deep in their Souls.

It was a feeling of powerlessness when facing a higher-dimensional power.

The name Chen Beixuan once topped the global Lord hot search rankings.

And it was with a crushing advantage, leaving the second place far behind.

At the official betting center, scenes of human tragicomedy unfolded.

Countless gamblers who had staked their fortunes on Chen Beixuan's opponents cried and wailed, going bankrupt on the spot.

While those who had the Wisdom Eye from the beginning, or simply got lucky by chance,

The lucky ones who bet on Chen Beixuan saw their wealth increase exponentially in a few minutes, each smiling from ear to ear.

"Next match, when does Chen Beixuan's next match start?"

"I'm going to win back everything he won from me before!"

"Still betting on his opponent? Are you crazy? I just want to know if the odds for the individual competition's overall champion are open. I'm going all in on Chen Beixuan!"

"The odds have already dropped to 1:1.01?"

"Holy crap, what's the difference between this and putting money in the bank? No, it's much more stable than putting money in the bank! Buy! Must buy!"

The eyes of the world were focused on this young swordsman who had suddenly appeared.

However.

Amidst this global frenzy and discussion,

An inconspicuous comment quietly appeared in the live broadcast of Dragon Country's largest Lord "Myth."

"Wait... why did the camera sweep to the VIP section? Am I seeing things?"

"That young man sitting next to General He, with his legs crossed, teasing a panda, how come he looks so much like my high school classmate Mo Yan?"

The poster was named Li Wei, an ordinary C-rank Talent Lord whose territory was on the outskirts of H City, and he worried about resources every day.

Today, he finally managed to save enough money to buy the cheapest online viewing pass.

He originally wanted to watch top powerhouses fight and learn some experience, but he was utterly defeated by Chen Beixuan's abnormal strength.

Just as he was questioning life, the director's camera happened to give a panoramic view of the VIP section.

He instantly saw that familiar figure.

Although his demeanor had changed so much that he almost didn't recognize him, that face was definitely correct!

It was Mo Yan, who used to sit in the corner of the classroom in high school, rarely spoke, and had little presence!

How could he appear there?

And sit with Major General He Yongping and a group of people who were clearly important figures?

That was the Holy Land of H City!

Li Wei's comment was like a small stone thrown into the ocean, instantly drowned out by countless fervent discussions.

But soon.

Some sharp-eyed people noticed this "out of place" comment.

"Pfft, brother upstairs, you must be crazy to want to be famous, right?"

"He's your high school classmate? Do you know who that is?"

"Laughing my head off, you don't chase trends like this."

"That person is the Holy Lord of H City's Holy Land, a top figure globally."

"The Holy Lord is your classmate? Why don't you say the Jade Emperor is your neighbor?"

"Disperse, disperse, another one trying to get attention."

"Where's the admin? Quickly kick this person out of the live broadcast room, don't pollute the environment here."

"Exactly, what kind of person is the Holy Lord? How can you Mortals claim to know him?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, be careful the Holy Land comes after you!"

Watching the string of mockery and curses below, Li Wei's face instantly flushed red.

"Everything I said is true! He is my classmate Mo Yan! Graduated from H City Third High School!"

He frantically tried to explain.

But no one believed him, instead, it attracted more ridicule.

Even a big V certified as an S-rank Lord personally stepped in.

"Attention-seeking brat, what kind of person is the Holy Lord? How can you claim to know him?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, do you believe I'll issue an order to make you unable to survive in H City?"

"Hahaha, H City Third High School, he's making it sound so real."

"Brother, I advise you to go to the hospital and get your head checked."

"Alright, alright, we all know you're the Holy Lord's classmate, can you give us an autograph?"

Li Wei was so angry he almost smashed his communicator.

These blind fools!

I was clearly telling the truth!

He angrily exited the live broadcast and directly opened a long-dormant communication group.

【H City Third High School (Class of '08) Class 3 Group】

Li Wei: "@All members, come out, something big has happened! Are you watching the Global Grand Tournament live broadcast?"

He called out in the group, but no one responded for a long time.

These classmate groups from before the apocalypse had long been silent. Everyone was busy struggling for survival; who had time to chat?

Li Wei couldn't wait and directly sent the screenshot of the VIP section he had just taken to the group.

Then he circled Mo Yan with a red circle.

Li Wei: 【Image】Did you see it? This person! The one sitting next to General He! Do you still recognize him?

After this picture was sent, the group finally stirred.

A classmate named Wang Bing popped up: "Isn't this... Mo Yan?"

"How is he there? Is that a Photoshopped picture?"

Li Wei: "Photoshopped my ass, this is a global live broadcast, I saw it with my own eyes!"

Wang Bing: "Holy crap! Really? He... how is he sitting with those important figures?"

Immediately after.

In the group, one by one, the lurking classmates emerged.

"Damn it. It really is Mo Yan! Although his demeanor has changed, I'd recognize that face even if it turned to ash!"

"Didn't he go to work after graduation? How did he end up in the Holy Land's VIP section?"

"Could he be working as a waiter there?"

"Waiter? Your waiter can sit in the main seat and have General He stand to greet him? Use your brain!"

"Then... what exactly happened? Who knows what Mo Yan has been doing these past few years?"

The group was chattering, everyone stunned by this sudden news.

The Mo Yan in their memory was ordinary, introverted, with average grades.

He was the type that would get lost in a crowd.

But now, he appeared at the center of global attention, sitting as an equal with the top figures of Dragon Country.

This huge contrast made everyone feel their worldview was being challenged.

Just then.

An ID with a pink bunny avatar popped up; she was the class's cultural and recreational committee member, Zhang Jiaojiao.

Zhang Jiaojiao: "What are you all talking about? Who is Mo Yan? Why don't I remember anyone by that name in our class?"

Li Wei immediately replied: "It's the one who sat in the last row, by the window, always spacing out!"

Zhang Jiaojiao: "Oh... I remember now, there seemed to be such a person."

"I don't have much of an impression. Just an ordinary classmate, what happened to him?"

"Is it worth you all making such a fuss?"

Li Wei saw this message and immediately got angry.

This woman was still as arrogant as ever!