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A Tier Three Martial Saint with a short beard twitching slightly at the corner of his mouth, watching the fierce, yet somehow lacking, strikes on the stage, couldn’t help but lowly voice his complaints to his companion beside him: "Hey, Old Li, why do I feel like this fight is... hmm... too pleasing to the eye?"

The Tier Three Divine Chosen referred to as Old Li beside him was watching with keen interest.

Upon hearing this, he paused, then burst into laughter, patting his companion’s shoulder: "Old Zhang, you are just too serious, isn’t looking good enough? Look at how happy everyone is!"

He pointed around at the passionately cheering, unblinking audience, lowered his voice with a mischievous smile: "What’s wrong with throwing a fake match? Isn’t it better than Bail Huo directly conceding and leaving everyone staring blankly? Thunder God and Bail Huo are caring for everyone’s emotions, making everyone happy, what’s this called? This is called human relations! Got it?"

Short-bearded Martial Saint Old Zhang looked at the lightning flames flying all over the ring, full of special effects but clearly missing the deadly trajectory, and glanced at the audience caught in a frenzy.

Ultimately, he shook his head helplessly.

Also showing a bemused smile: "Alright then... when you put it like that, I guess it makes sense."

This carefully choreographed, special effect-filled pinnacle duel lasted about ten minutes.

Finally, in a seemingly thrilling exchange.

Fang Qingyu’s refined Golden Thunder Spear brushed past Jiang Wei’s edge.

Knocking her back a few steps, her breath slightly erratic.

The referee seized the opportunity, loudly announcing:

"The winner, Thunder God!!!"

"Thunder God! Thunder God! Thunder God—!!!"

The cheers rose to a crescendo, like a tide.

Golden streamers and victory-representing light effects fell from the dome, turning the entire arena into a sea of celebration.

Though the process had its artistic touches, Thunder God’s strength was undeniable, the championship well deserved.

This did not prevent people from giving the warmest applause and respect to this newly crowned king.

Amidst the surging cheers, a figure silently appeared in the center of the arena, as if he always belonged there.

It was City Lord Da Lei.

He held a box, the size of a briefcase.

Da Lei’s gaze calmly swept over the cheering crowd.

Finally, resting on Fang Qingyu.

He walked forward slowly, handing the heavy metal box to Fang Qingyu.

"Congratulations." Da Lei’s voice clearly reached Fang Qingyu’s ears, "This is the reward deserved by the champion of this tournament, along with the Pure Crystals for your twelve people, they’re all inside."

"Thank you."

Fang Qingyu’s voice came through the Thunder Pattern Mask, equally calm.

Da Lei gave Fang Qingyu a deep look, his lips moved slightly, whispering in a voice only the two could hear:

"I hope you’ll fulfill what you promised me."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for any response from Fang Qingyu, Da Lei’s figure melded into the air, silently vanishing.

Fang Qingyu then raised his head.

Sweeping over the still wildly cheering audience, he waved his hand slowly for the first time toward the tide-like crowd.

This simple gesture ignited the venue’s enthusiasm once again.

"Thunder God! Thunder God!"

"Look over here!"

Amid the ever more fervent cheers and countless intense gazes, Fang Qingyu no longer lingered, turning to walk toward the contestant passage.

Jiang Wei also followed tacitly.

The two quickly disappeared at the passage entrance.

At the side exit of the arena, an off-road vehicle had been waiting for a long time.

Upon seeing Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei’s figures appear.

The driver Qi Hao immediately started the engine.

The two swiftly opened the car door and got into the back seat.

As soon as the door closed, Qi Hao hit the accelerator, and the vehicle shot out like an arrow, merging into the street’s traffic.

"Qingzi, Sister Jiang!"

Qi Hao skillfully maneuvered the steering wheel, weaving through the crowded traffic.

Reporting rapidly, his tone laced with excitement, "The Gray Rock District is basically stabilized! With Wu Feng and Zhou Zhen, the two Tier Three Martial Saints stationed there, plus President Yan, those few gangs on the outskirts that had little ulterior motives had no power to resist whatsoever, they were immediately annexed by us. Now, the entire Gray Rock District is, in name, still a mix of fish and dragons, but in actuality, ninety-nine percent control is in our Cyan Dragon Gang’s hands, Liu San and Su Qiang are dealing with aftermath and resource integration."

Fang Qingyu holding the heavy box, slightly nodded.

This outcome was within his expectations.

Yan Lin personally took action, coupled with Wu Feng and Zhou Zhen, both with rich combat experience as Tier Three Martial Saints, was enough to sweep away the remaining obstacles in Gray Rock District.

Otherwise, Fang Qingyu wouldn’t have asked Wei Banmeng to attempt the impossible.

Then he pondered for a moment, adding: "Mouse, as soon as we return to headquarters, notify everyone on the team to return immediately. Remember, it is those who were with us when we first arrived at the City of Injustice."

Qi Hao paused, several names flashing through his mind quickly.

Old Chu, Wei Banmeng, Old Lu, Su Wanqing, Old Qin, Old Qiao, Lv Chen, along with himself.

A total of eight people, plus Qingzi and Sister Jiang.

He immediately nodded: "Understood! I’ll notify them when I get back!"

The vehicle soon left the bustling core areas, entering the range of Gray Rock District.

Before long, the off-road vehicle drove into the villa area where the Cyan Dragon Gang’s headquarters was located.

Stopping in front of a detached villa.

This is still temporarily their main base of operations.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei quickly got out of the car.

Fang Qingyu holding the box filled with Pure Crystals.

Without any pause, he walked straight to the heavy alloy door leading to the underground Cultivation Chamber inside the villa.

In the living room, only Jiang Wei and Qi Hao were left.