Chapter 726 - 719: An Unexpected Turn
The Divine Bird exploded, and blood-red light enveloped the entire battlefield.
When the light dissipated, a mangled body fell from midair.
Dark purple blood flowed from the body, revealing purple muscle tissue and cyan bones.
It was Anke, who had been swallowed by the Divine Bird that Zhou Yuanjue had unleashed, bearing the full force of the technique’s powerful explosion.
His body was now riddled with wounds.
He had comminuted fractures all over, his muscle tissue was severely torn, large patches of the dark scales on his skin had flaked off, both horns on his head were broken, and huge chunks of his flesh had been sheared away.
Yet, this attack, which could have easily reduced Debaka and the others to dust, had failed to completely destroy Anke’s body. It hadn’t even been able to kill him.
His terrifyingly powerful body was the strongest Zhou Yuanjue had ever seen.
A complex light flickered in his dark purple eyes.
But when the spectators saw Zhou Yuanjue’s condition on the other side, they too erupted in an uproar.
Zhou Yuanjue’s injuries seemed even more severe than Anke’s.
Half of his body was completely gone; only his legs remained.
However, unlike Anke, Zhou Yuanjue possessed an incredibly terrifying regenerative ability.
When he unleashed his final burst of power, he had reserved some of his last strength to repair his own injuries.
GURGLE GURGLE!!
The flesh and blood of his remaining half-body surged and regenerated rapidly. In about ten seconds, he had returned to his original form.
His face was a little pale, and his body was much thinner than before, looking almost skeletal. This was because the severe energy consumption prevented him from fully restoring his original muscular physique.
But even in this state, he was countless times better off than Anke.
Although Anke was still conscious, he was completely unable to move.
His body was immensely powerful, but when injured, the time it took to heal was longer, and the energy required to move it was enormous.
Now, he couldn’t even move a single finger.
TAP, TAP, TAP!!
Then, he heard the sound of slow, approaching footsteps. A shadow blocked the light, and Zhou Yuanjue’s gaunt face appeared before his eyes, looking down at him.
"This time, I have lost. The title of champion is yours."
Anke used the last of his willpower to send this faint telepathic message, then slowly closed his eyes.
Then, everyone present received a message from the Dream Realm system.
Anke was declared the loser due to having lost the ability to fight. The final victor of the battle was Zhou Yuanjue.
ROAR!!
In an instant, the spectators erupted in a violent uproar. That Anke... he had actually been defeated!
It was like a miracle!
"Impossible... Impossible... How could Anke lose? With that invincible body, how could he possibly lose the ability to fight?!"
Rock Jim’s three heads let out a roar, seemingly unable to accept the fact that Anke had been defeated.
"He won! He won! He really won!!"
"This is great! The recruitment slot for the Primordial Star Organization belongs to our Bernard City now!!"
"Zhou Yuanjue, you’re so cool! I want to go on a date with you!!"
In the spectator stands, Lingling leaped up from her seat in excitement, letting out a shriek. She floated in midair, flailing her two small arms and kicking her two short legs wildly.
"That guy... he actually pulled it off..."
Debaka said with a sigh. He knew Zhou Yuanjue was strong, but he never imagined he could actually defeat Anke.
"That guy Yuan Jue, I knew he could do it! What’s one Anke to him?"
Lei Yi and the others joked among themselves in the stands. They were probably the ones who had the most faith in Zhou Yuanjue.
After all, that guy had been creating miracles all along. Even now, in the vast, boundless universe, was no exception.
This was the strongest Martial Artist to come from Earth!
"The Primordial Star Organization... We need to work harder too."
Ji Yunzhou muttered to himself in a low voice.
Unlike Zhou Yuanjue, their realms and strengths had not yet reached the required standard. They had only just begun to learn about the Sacred Lotus Structure. Therefore, they wouldn’t be considered for assignments to the major organizations this time. They would most likely remain on the Gena Continent, joining Bernard City’s combat teams to train and gain experience.
Zhou Yuanjue had already gone so far ahead. They couldn’t just let him be the only one to shine in this vast, starry cosmos.
"He actually won!"
"This time, the recruitment slot for the Primordial Star Organization belongs to Bernard City."
A rare smile crept onto Si Enli’s icy face.
Securing the recruitment slot for the Primordial Star Organization was an important performance indicator for them. It also meant they would reap greater benefits in future performance reviews.
However, when she glanced over at Modin beside her, she noticed that his expression held little joy.
"What’s wrong? Isn’t this something to be happy about?"
Si Enli asked with a confused frown.
"To be honest, I never thought he would actually win."
"Normally, this would indeed be a joyous occasion. But given the current situation, his victory might not be a good thing for us."
Hearing this, Modin watched Zhou Yuanjue’s figure, now enveloped in a pillar of light and slowly fading away on the battlefield. A wry smile touched his lips.
"What’s the situation? What do you mean by that? Is there some hidden complication?"
At his words, Si Enli’s expression also changed slightly.
"You know that, in name, we on the Gena Continent do have the right to select and recommend candidates ourselves. This competition for the slot was a joint decision, made after discussions among all the major civilizations of the Gena Continent. Since Zhou Yuanjue won in front of everyone, no faction can go back on their word. He will undoubtedly be recommended to the Primordial Star Organization as the top seed."
"Normally, since he’s the seed we recommended, the Primordial Star Organization would basically never refuse. They’d just go through the motions and approve it."
"But this time, things are different."
"Do you know who from the Primordial Star Organization is responsible for recruiting candidates from our Gena Continent, as well as from the hundreds of other Low-level Civilization True Lands in this region?"
Modin said helplessly.
"Who is it?"
Si Enli asked in a low voice.
"I only received the news a short while ago myself."
"The Holy Mark Steward, Dorug Batodomya."
Modin slowly revealed the title and name.
"You mean the famous member of the ’Bloodline Sect’ within the Primordial Star Organization? The staunch supporter of the theory of racial potential?"
Hearing this name, Si Enli’s expression changed completely. She now understood exactly what Modin was worried about.