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City of Injustice core area, the morning light is faint.

On the main road leading to the Central Arena.

The crowd has surged like a flood through an opened gate.

The noisy waves wrapped in frenzy and anticipation, have ignited the entire city completely.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei walk side by side, blending into the surging crowd.

Fang Qingyu’s face is covered by that ferocious Thunder Pattern Mask.

Jiang Wei wears another mask that covers the entire face, revealing only clear red pupils through the Pure White Mask.

Their auras are restrained, like two drops of water merging into the sea, inconspicuous.

"Old Chu and the others... indeed wanted to come." Fang Qingyu’s voice comes through the mask, calm and smooth, emotionless, "But there’s quite a lot going on over there right now."

Jiang Wei’s long scarlet hair is gathered by the hood, she lightly hummed.

Her clear red pupils sweep over the surrounding crowd shouting in excitement.

Then fall on Fang Qingyu’s side face: "Lei Meng?"

"He’s kept his life." Fang Qingyu nodded slightly, "The doctor was right, the physique of a Tier Three Martial Saint is indeed resilient. In a Turtle Breath state, but vitality is slowly recovering, much more stable than yesterday. Liu San is now like he’s pumped, standing firm at headquarters."

He paused, his voice carrying a hint of assertiveness: "If I make them really want to come over, they should resolve Iron Current Gate in five days and then come over. By then, there should be some spectacle on the Tier Three side."

Jiang Wei nodded again, her ruby-like eyes devoid of any ripple, as if everything was as it should be.

The preliminary matches, truly nothing interesting.

No one can pose any threat to Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei.

And upon hearing Fang Qingyu’s words, Old Chu directly issued a military order, stating they absolutely must swallow Iron Current Gate within five days.

Thus, currently the Cyan Dragon Gang is in full swing with their battles.

Moreover, the Cyan Dragon Gang now has Yan Lin stationed.

Fang Qingyu isn’t worried that Han Li will bring Tier Three to flatten the Cyan Dragon Gang.

In summary, Fang Qingyu can currently put all his energy into the competition, temporarily not needing to worry about matters of Celestial Punishment Association and Cyan Dragon Gang.

The only hidden concern is the Pantheon.

Since the Pantheon people ambushed them once on the elevated road, they’ve since disappeared.

No matter how much Fang Qingyu investigates, he can’t find any trace of them.

Moreover, there’s no record of the Pantheon as a force...

It’s as if Pantheon never appeared in the City of Injustice.

But back then... Pantheon people clearly said the City of Injustice is their headquarters.

Thus, it shows.

Pantheon possibly hides even deeper in the City of Injustice than Celestial Punishment Association...

This is the only thing Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei need to pay attention to.

...

The enormous Central Arena.

Compared to the Tier Two group matches, the crowd gathered here now is even more terrifying.

The murderous atmosphere and energy fluctuations permeating the air are stronger by more than just one level.

Tier Three.

This is the main theme of the City of Injustice.

The core strength of various forces contending, truly able to influence regional structure.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei presented their entry credentials, did not head towards the spectator aisle, but directly merged into the flow leading to the participant preparation area.

Here, a variety of Tier Three powerhouses gather.

Some have fierce auras, muscles knotted like humanoid fierce beasts, Martial Arts Grandmasters.

Some have intense elemental energy fluctuations around them, eyes indifferent, Divine Cultists.

There are also some with treacherous auras, difficult to decipher specific approaches.

They either rest with eyes closed, whisper softly, or sharply scan potential opponents.

The air is filled with intangible collisions and probing.

"So many people..." Fang Qingyu’s gaze sweeps across the dense athlete area, a flicker of astonishment deep within his melted gold vertical pupils.

Merely the first day of entrants, the number far exceeds his estimation.

A thousand people? Probably far more!

Soon, the huge screen lit up, the grouping information began to scroll.

"First group: Thunder God, Bail Huo, Zhang Mang, Li Su..."

"Second group:..."

The group list is densely packed, listing ten groups in total!

The names following each group, a rough glance, each approaches a thousand!

"Ten groups, each group with a thousand, the top one hundred advance."

A cold voice resounded through the sound system in the contestant zone, "Preliminary rounds take place over two days, five groups each day. The venue, Central Arena!"

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei’s names are prominently in the first group.

The two exchanged a glance, seeing the calm eyes beneath each other’s mask.

A thousand-person free-for-all, take a hundred?

The rules are simple and brutally straightforward.

But for the two of them, these rules are almost equivalent to a free pass.

With a hundred advancement slots, they just need to stand on the arena without being eliminated.

At their level, even if they wanted to be eliminated, it’s probably not that easy.

"Let’s go." Fang Qingyu said indifferently.

Jiang Wei silently followed.

The two followed the enormous first group, through a dedicated passage, towards the Central Arena capable of accommodating over a thousand in mixed battle.

...

When Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei stepped onto this vast Central Arena, only then could they truly feel its scale.

The ground is some incredibly sturdy black alloy, gleaming with a metallic sheen, enough to withstand the bombardment of Tier Three powerhouses.

All around, force fields completely envelop the entire arena space.

At the moment, nearly a thousand Tier Three participants are scattered throughout this vast space, separated by considerable distances.

The atmosphere is heavy as lead.

The air seems frozen.

Everyone is cautiously observing the surroundings.

Searching for potential allies, while being wary of potential strong enemies.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei casually chose a corner near the edge, standing side by side.