"Welcome, everyone, to the Great Spirit Arena!"
In the southeastern arena, on the stage, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, holding a microphone, enthusiastically welcomed the packed audience all around.
"Today's matches will definitely not disappoint you! Because this is a showdown between a ten-win streak and another ten-win streak!"
"Come, let's see who the contestants are for today's Spirit Duel!"
"First to appear is Woodman!"
"Woodman!"
"Woodman!"
"Woodman!"
Amidst fervent cheers, Wang Zhong's figure appeared on the screen above the stage, along with a short clip of each of his battles over the past ten days. Without exception, he had won every Spirit Duel with apparent ease.
It was precisely this effortless grace that, in just ten days, left the deepest impression on every audience member who watched, and brought Wang Zhong immense popularity.
Amidst the cheers, Wang Zhong, still in his black tight-fitting attire and with a wooden mask covering his face, slowly walked onto the stage and gently waved to those in the audience who were cheering for him.
The feeling of being the center of attention truly made a boy of his age feel an unprecedented sense of vanity.
"Our Woodman contestant officially registered as an Iron Spirit Douluo ten days ago. In these ten days, he has had ten consecutive victories, each battle being incredibly easy and effortless. This can't help but make us wonder where his true strength lies!"
"Audience, are you curious about this!"
He held the microphone towards the audience, and a deafening roar of response erupted.
"Oh!"
"Curious!"
The host nodded in satisfaction and then, in a more booming voice, declared loudly.
"Then today, we have the opportunity to witness it all!"
"Because Woodman's opponent is a contestant named 'Fierce Bear,' who has participated in a total of one hundred and forty-six matches, has won ten consecutive matches recently, accumulating ninety points. If he wins this current match, he will advance to Bronze Spirit Douluo!"
As the words fell, a colossal humanoid brown bear, nearly two meters tall and with arms as thick as Wang Zhong's waist, walked onto the stage. His ferocious face bore a cruel and beast-like ferocity.
"Fierce Bear contestant, a Level 39 Assault-type Spirit Master. He has participated in numerous Spirit Duels and achieved victory repeatedly. In terms of both Spirit Power and experience, he far surpasses Woodman!"
"Given these circumstances, will our Woodman contestant reveal his true strength to achieve his eleventh consecutive victory, or will Fierce Bear crush his opponent with absolute advantage to earn the final ten points for promotion to Bronze Spirit Douluo? Let's wait and see!"
On the stage, listening to the host's enthusiastic introduction, Wang Zhong felt a bit amused. The host, if nothing else, was certainly skilled at rousing the crowd's emotions and enthusiasm.
His gaze fell upon Fierce Bear's bulging, muscular body, and Wang Zhong's expression was calm.
The so-called 'same level' did not refer to the same Spirit Master Spirit Power level, but rather the same Spirit Master title. Level 31 was called Spirit Master, and Level 39 was also called Spirit Master. Even with an eight-level Spirit Power difference between them, within the Great Spirit Arena, they were considered opponents of the same level.
"Level 39, a five-level Spirit Power difference. A good opponent, much stronger than the previous ones!"
"However, judging by his appearance, he is likely a Strength-type Spirit Master. With 'Fierce Bear' as his name, his Spirit should also be a bear-type."
"In that case, he has no chance of winning. When it comes to strength, I've never been afraid of anyone!"
Wang Zhong thought to himself. The two self-created Spirit Skills, the Eight Gates Dun Jia and the Eight Extremes Heaven, he wouldn't boast about other things, but in terms of pure strength, they could be considered peerlessly unmatched at their level!
"Spirit Duel, begin!"
At the host's loud command, the Spirit Duel officially commenced. But to Wang Zhong's surprise, Fierce Bear spoke at this moment.
"Kid, looking at your scrawny, underdeveloped appearance, I find it hilarious. Fighting someone like you is a disgrace!"
"Come, boy, I'll stand here and let you punch me three times! If you can even budge me, the victory is yours!"
Fierce Bear's ferocious face was filled with deep mockery and disdain.
He planted his feet apart on the stage, his thick palms slapped his chest, and his muscles bulged and twitched, showcasing his terrifying physical conditioning and strength.
Wang Zhong's brow furrowed. Staring at the man's face, which was both ferocious and extremely arrogant, he had a feeling that this guy's brain was also made of muscle.
Did he really think that his size determined all his strength and power!
"Are you joking!"
Wang Zhong asked in surprise, completely unable to comprehend the man's thought process.
"Joking? I never tell jokes! My word is my bond!"
"If I tell you to come, you just come! Don't hold back!"
With his arms crossed over his chest and his body lowered, Fierce Bear spat dismissively at Wang Zhong's earlier words. His demeanor clearly indicated that he intended to withstand Wang Zhong's attacks head-on.
Wang Zhong shook his head helplessly, looking at him with the gaze of an idiot.
"Aren't you coming? What are you staring at!" A furious roar came from Fierce Bear's mouth, full of impatience.
"Alright! With a request like yours, I have no reason to refuse."
Wang Zhong shrugged and strode briskly towards Fierce Bear.
To be perfectly honest, below Spirit King, anyone other than extreme defensive type Spirit Masters like Lu Xiao Shuang, who could withstand a few of his full-power punches with their mutated thick armor shields, would either die or be crippled after taking three of his full-power punches.
He walked up and stopped in front of Fierce Bear. Wang Zhong's slender body was like a mere bean sprout compared to the man's size.
Looking up at the towering giant, who was like a small mountain of flesh, Wang Zhong's expression was indescribably peculiar.
"Well, here I come then!"
Seeing Wang Zhong standing less than half a meter in front of him, Fierce Bear's ferocious face broke into a wide, deeply mocking grin.
His mouth stretched to the sides, revealing his pearly white teeth, and he spat out two words with great emphasis!
"Idiot!"
On the Spirit Duel stage, outside of death matches, only wins and losses mattered. As long as one did not intentionally injure or harm the opponent, any means were permitted!
Of course, the use of Spirit Tools during this process was forbidden, as it was a foul.
"Second Spirit Skill, Storm Gravity!"
"Third Spirit Skill, Mountain Shaking Fist!"
Two yellow and one purple, the optimal spirit ring combination, surfaced from beneath Fierce Bear's feet. His second and third spirits simultaneously began to spin.
The so-called statement of taking three punches, and giving up victory if he moved even an inch, was utter nonsense!
Bronze Spirit Douluo was a symbol of strength and glory, how could it be treated so casually!
All of this was merely a lie spun by Fierce Bear to lure Wang Zhong closer.
As a Strength-type Spirit Master, speed was his only weakness. And in the past few days, Fierce Bear had watched Wang Zhong's battles.
He knew that this little guy, who resembled a bean sprout, was exceptionally fast, far beyond his reach!
Therefore, even before stepping onto the stage, Fierce Bear had already devised a counter-strategy in his mind.
Deception!