151: Chapter 151 Finals

When Wang Hong stepped onto the central stage once again, the cheers of the entire arena reached their Peak since the tournament began.

"Everyone! The highly anticipated finals—begin now!"

"First, let us welcome the contestants from each group who have advanced to the finals to take the stage!"

Twelve figures walked onto the main central arena from six different directions simultaneously.

They were the ultimate powerhouses who had fought their way out of billions of people, the Peak of their respective Realms.

Standing under the spotlights, feeling the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people in the arena, everyone wore expressions of excitement and determination, waving to the crowd in all directions.

The camera cut right on cue to Chen Mo at the rostrum.

He nodded slightly and applauded gently, his eyes filled with approval.

At this moment, the eyes of the whole world were focused on these twelve people.

The competition officially began.

The Basic Realm Middle Stage group was the first to produce an upset.

The contestant Lin Mo, who was not favored before the match, relied on his superb force-deflection technique and extraordinary endurance to grind down the favorite to win, ultimately securing the Basic Realm Middle Stage championship.

There was a brief silence in the stands, followed by thunderous applause; everyone loved a dark horse miracle, and everyone was fired up by the reversal of the weak overcoming the strong.

Then, the most anticipated duel of the entire tournament finally arrived.

The Rhythm Realm Early Stage finals: Xiao Xuan vs. Zhang Feng.

"Next is the most suspenseful duel of this tournament!" Wang Hong's voice was high-pitched and passionate.

"One is the new generation Genius Xiao Xuan, with exceptional talent and overwhelming power! The other is the experienced, fierce, and fearless combat expert Zhang Feng!"

"Who will reach the Peak of the Early Stage group? Let us—wait and see!"

"Xiao Xuan!"

"Zhang Feng!"

The entire audience shouted the names of the two in unison, the waves of sound rising and falling.

On the arena, the two stood facing each other, neither making the first move.

Xiao Xuan's expression was calm, his stance steady, and his Qi composed.

He knew very well that his practical combat experience was insufficient; attacking rashly would only reveal flaws, so controlling motion with stillness was the best strategy.

Zhang Feng, on the other hand, had sharp eyes, like an eagle staring at its prey.

He knew his strength was slightly inferior, and continuing to probe would only make him more passive; he had to end the fight quickly and rely on Rhythm to disrupt his opponent's footing.

The next second, Zhang Feng moved.

He kicked off the ground fiercely, lunging out like an arrow released from a bowstring. His right fist whistled through the air as it smashed directly toward Xiao Xuan's face, while his left hand remained hidden at his waist, holding back a follow-up move.

It was a life-or-death fighting style right from the start, with an aura of ferocity washing over him.

Xiao Xuan was unhurried, turning his body, raising his arm, and deflecting the force—three actions performed in one fluid motion.

Bang!

Fist and arm collided. Xiao Xuan's body swayed slightly as he deflected most of the force. At the same time, his footwork shifted, and he circled to the side, following Zhang Feng's momentum to strike a palm toward his ribs.

The two were instantly locked in combat.

Fists crossed and footwork flew; they were so fast that only two afterimages could be seen.

Zhang Feng's offensive was like a storm, with every move vicious.

But Xiao Xuan's defense was like a wall of bronze and iron; no matter how his opponent changed tactics, he could steadily block them and occasionally counterattack, forcing Zhang Feng to defend.

After hundreds of exchanges, Zhang Feng's breathing gradually became heavy.

His strength was already inferior to his opponent's, and the all-out attack consumed too much energy; his arms were already beginning to tremble slightly.

A flaw appeared.

Now is the time!

Xiao Xuan's eyes sharpened.

He intentionally exposed a flaw in his left shoulder, pretending to lose his defensive position.

Zhang Feng seized the opportunity, gritted his teeth, and slammed his full-force punch toward Xiao Xuan's left shoulder, wanting to decide the outcome with one blow.

But just as the fist was about to land, Xiao Xuan's body suddenly sank, his left shoulder withdrew inward in a strange manner, and at the same time, his right fist shot out from his waist, all his power gathering at a single point, slamming solidly into Zhang Feng's chest.

Boom!

A muffled sound rang out.

Zhang Feng let out a muffled grunt, his body flying sideways and crashing heavily onto the edge of the arena. He struggled twice but couldn't get up.

"The winner—Xiao Xuan!"

As Wang Hong's voice fell, the entire arena instantly erupted.

"He won! Xiao Xuan won!"

"That was amazing! That final counterattack was brilliant—intentionally exposing a flaw to execute a counter-kill!"

"It's a pity; Zhang Feng was still too impatient."

"You can't really call it impatient. His strength was already a bit lacking; playing it safe would have resulted in a greater chance of losing, so he had to gamble."

The audience discussed it animatedly, cheering for the winner and feeling pity for the loser.

On the arena, Xiao Xuan walked over and reached out to pull Zhang Feng up.

"I accept your grace."

"You are strong." Zhang Feng grinned; although he lost, he lost with integrity.

This Peak duel pushed the atmosphere of the entire arena to its climax.

The subsequent Rhythm Realm Middle Stage and Late Stage finals presented a one-sided trend.

Liu Hai of the Rhythm Middle Stage, relying on physical toughness and strength far exceeding his peers, cleanly and decisively won the championship.

And Zhao Wuji of the Rhythm Late Stage, in under fifty moves, blasted his opponent off the arena, taking the championship with absolute dominance.

All the champions were born.

The awards ceremony began amidst the bated breath of the entire arena.

Cheng Jian and Minister Li Long first presented medals and certificates to the third and second-place contestants. Every time a name was called, corresponding applause and cheers erupted from the stands.

And when Wang Hong shouted, "Let us invite Speaker Chen Mo to present the awards to the champions," the atmosphere reached its zenith.

Chen Mo walked slowly onto the awards podium.

The six champions stood in a row, their eyes full of excitement and nervousness.

This was the first time they had stood so close to this strongest human.

Chen Mo's gaze swept over the six of them; his voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the entire arena:

"I watched your matches from beginning to end. You did not lose heart in adversity, nor were you impatient in your attacks. Your Heart-Nature and strength are worthy of this honor."

"This Federation Evolver Medal is the highest recognition the Federation can give you. I hope you will maintain your original intentions, continue to improve, and remember the principles of the Federation—Practice to Strengthen, Civilization to Progress together."

As his voice fell, he picked up the golden medals from the tray and personally pinned them onto the chests of the six one by one.

The young contestants' eyes grew slightly hot. They straightened their backs and bowed deeply to Chen Mo, their voices resounding with strength: "We will not fail the Speaker's expectations! We will serve the Federation! We will strive for humanity!"

Chen Mo nodded slightly, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth: "The future belongs to you."

The awards ceremony concluded.

Chen Mo stood in the center of the arena, surveying the five hundred thousand spectators, his voice reaching every corner of Blue Star:

"The First Blue Star Federation Evolver Fighting Tournament has come to a successful conclusion. Congratulations to all the winners, and I also pay tribute to every contestant who has fought hard."

"The path of evolution is endless. May we encourage each other."

The moment his voice fell, a huge Federation emblem lit up above the dome of the arena, golden light spilling over the entire venue and reflecting on everyone's faces.

Cheers pierced the sky, spreading through signals to every corner of Blue Star.

This national event came to an end at its highest moment.

A new era, belonging to all Evolvers, is striding forward, facing the light.