365: Daniel's despair, how to fight this battle?

Just as Daniel's Judgmental Thunder was about to strike, the attention of countless viewers worldwide was forcibly diverted by a sudden piece of news.

The identity of the Holy Lord has been exposed!

This news was ten thousand times more exciting than a showdown between S-class powerhouses!

Immediately, the number of people watching the grand competition live stream on the global network didn't decrease, but increased.

However, the bullet comments in all live streams had changed to the same content.

"Holy crap, is this real or fake? The Holy Lord is Mo Yan?"

"Graduated from H City No.3 Middle School? This school is going to be famous!"

"Quick! Director, quickly cut the camera to the VIP section! I want to see the Holy Lord!"

"Yes, yes, yes, stop filming those two fighting, we want to see the Immortal Master!"

The live stream directors on site were all dumbfounded.

What's going on?

The audience isn't watching the competition, but clamoring to see the VIP section?

But the audience is God, and at their request, the director could only helplessly and quietly point a camera at Mo Yan in the VIP section.

In the footage, Mo Yan was yawning languidly.

And it was this scene, broadcast live, that spread across the world.

"Ah ah ah, it really is him, he looks exactly like the photo!"

"Oh my god, so young, so handsome! Is this the Holy Lord? I'm in love, I'm in love!"

"From today on, Mo Yan is my only idol!"

In the arena, Daniel and Brunhilde were still fighting for their lives.

Below the arena, netizens worldwide were already going crazy over Mo Yan's identity.

This comical scene left He Yongping and others dumbfounded and exasperated.

It was the first time they realized that a globally watched competitive match could have its thunder stolen by an external factor in such a way.

And the instigator was the innocent-looking Holy Lord right beside them.

Ultimately, the battle between Daniel and Brunhilde ended in a mutual defeat, with both being declared a draw.

But no one cared about the result anymore.

Everyone's thoughts had drifted elsewhere.

The competition continued, but the atmosphere became unusually strange.

Whenever a contestant appeared, the audience would subconsciously look at Mo Yan's reaction in the VIP section first.

It was as if the Holy Lord's nod or shake of the head was the most authoritative endorsement of a contestant's strength.

Soon, the elimination stage of the individual competition entered a white-hot phase.

After round after round of fierce competition, the list of the top four finally emerged.

Daniel, the Son of Thunder God from Eagle Country, with his formidable strength and a bit of luck, stumbled his way into the semifinals.

Bai Yuanlong, the official ace of Dragon Country, an S-class Dragon Blood War God, surged forward with an undefeated record, advancing powerfully.

The third spot was claimed by a mysterious S-class spatial mage from The Empire on Which the Sun Never Sets.

And the fourth, and most undisputed, spot belonged to the young man who had only ever drawn one sword from beginning to end: Chen Beixuan.

When the draw results for the semifinals appeared on the central light screen, the entire venue instantly fell silent.

[First Match: Dragon Country - Cangming City - Chen Beixuan VS Eagle Country - Son of Thunder God - Daniel]

[Second Match: Dragon Country - Official - Bai Yuanlong VS The Empire on Which the Sun Never Sets - Spatial Mage - Arthur]

"Here it comes, it's finally here!"

"Monster against the Son of Thunder God! This is going to be a good show!"

"How many moves do you think Daniel can last against Chen Beixuan? I bet three moves!"

"Three moves? You think too highly of him! I bet one sword!"

The audience seats instantly erupted.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the first match-up.

In the Eagle Country team's resting area, the atmosphere was heavy.

Daniel, the Son of Thunder God, this S-class Genius who was always arrogant and conceited, now had an extremely grim expression.

His eyes were filled with apprehension and solemnity.

He replayed all of Chen Beixuan's previous match recordings in his mind, over and over again.

That clean, decisive sword strike, which ignored all defenses and techniques, felt like a mountain pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe.

"Damn it, what kind of power is this?"

Daniel irritably ran his hand through his golden hair.

"No energy fluctuations, no Law traces, just pure speed, pure sharpness... This is unscientific!"

His coach and teammates beside him were also at a loss.

Facing such an unheard-of, unseen attack method, a teammate quietly suggested, "Daniel, maybe... we should give up?"

"Anyway, we've already made it to the top four, there's no need to fight him head-on."

"What if... what if it leaves some psychological trauma, it's not worth it."

"Shut up!" Daniel suddenly turned his head, a fierce glint in his eyes. "The word 'give up' is not in my dictionary, Daniel!"

"I am the Son of Thunder God! How can I surrender without a fight!"

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and his eyes became firm again.

"No matter how strong he is, he's just one person. I refuse to believe he can split open my Thunder God Domain with one sword!"

He still had a trump card!

That was his ultimate move, a Domain-type skill that could transform the surrounding space into his personal lightning home ground!

Within the Domain, he was a god!

He believed that as long as he activated his Domain, no matter how fast the opponent's sword was, it wouldn't be able to harm him, enveloped as he would be by endless lightning!

On the other side, the official betting center was in a frenzy.

Countless gamblers had staked their entire fortunes on this match.

Although Chen Beixuan's odds were already ridiculously low at 1:1.001, a massive amount of capital was still pouring in like crazy.

Everyone believed this would be a completely one-sided victory.

However, a small number of loyal Eagle Country supporters, as well as some speculators hoping for an upset, placed their bets on Daniel.

They hoped that the Son of Thunder God could create a miracle.

Under the watchful eyes of all, the cold voice of host Chen Mingwei echoed throughout the venue.

"Individual Challenge Match, Semifinal One, Chen Beixuan versus Daniel!"

"Match, begin!"

As her words fell, Daniel didn't hesitate in the slightest and immediately activated his strongest trump card!

"Thunder God... Domain!"

He let out a thunderous roar, and his entire body shot into the sky.

Endless golden lightning erupted from his body, like a giant net, instantly engulfing the entire Sumeru battlefield!

"Rumble—"

The sky turned dark gold, and countless electric snakes weaved through the clouds, emitting a heart-stopping roar.

On the ground, golden arcs of electricity surged wildly, scorching cracks into the earth.

At this moment, the entire world seemed to have become Daniel's personal home ground!

He hovered in the center of the Domain, wielding the Hammer of Thor, exuding a god-like pressure.

He looked down at the tiny figure on the ground, as small as an ant.

"Chen Beixuan!"

Daniel's voice resonated through the thunder, filled with absolute confidence.