The sun rose bright and golden above Ocean City, casting its light over the shimmering arena.
Waves crashed in the distance as cultivators from every corner of the continent gathered in the colossal coliseum.
Today marked the beginning of the Ocean City Tournament.
The atmosphere buzzed with excitement. Vendors sold spirit-infused snacks, children clung to spirit-beasts on leashes, and nobles filled the VIP balconies in glittering robes.
At the Sect's seating area, Hei Long yawned and stretched.
"Another day, another crushed opponent," he muttered.
Mu Qianxue, now completely sober and wearing her dignified Elder's robes, looked down at the schedule. "Looks like one of us is first."
Match 1: Lin Fan vs Iron Boulder Sect's Grunt #12
A gong rang through the stadium.
"First Round: Lin Fan... no one cares… vs Gou Da of Iron Boulder Sect!"
The crowd went silent. Then a wave of confusion followed.
"…Who's Lin Fan again?"
"Isn't that the guy who tripped on his robe?"
