Eternal Heavenly Emperor

Chu Hao and Zhu Donghui ascended the platform on the west side, while on the east side, another 16-to-8 match was taking place, with Mo Xuannan from the Eastern Sect facing Zou Li from the Western Faction.

Most people were watching the battle between Mo Xuannan and Zou Li, since Chu Hao and Zhu Donghui's real strength was considered too weak. What was there to see?

"Who do you think will win?"

"It should be Zou Li, right, with nearly 5000 jin of strength. It's said she has learned an advanced martial technique with tremendous power!"

"The Mo Family isn't without advanced martial techniques!" someone disagreed.

"Tsk, having an advanced martial technique is useless if you can't master it!"

"That's a good point!"

"Then, between Chu Hao and Zhu Donghui, who do you think will win?"

"Don't care!"

"Doesn't matter!"

"Whoever wins will definitely be eliminated in the next round!"

"True that!"

No one thought well of the match between Chu Hao and Zhu Donghui, not even bothering to watch them.

At the referee's command, both fights began simultaneously.

"Just give up!" Zhu Donghui arrogantly said to Chu Hao right from the start.

A 15-year-old boy, full of arrogance.

Chu Hao smiled slightly and asked, "Why?"

"Because I am richer than you!" said Zhu Donghui, pointing to the three rings on his fingers, "I have three Treasure Artifacts that enhance strength. When operated together, they can keep me at a constant 5000 jin of force for a full hour!"

Chu Hao nodded to himself. Treasure Artifacts had a time limit for use, after which the stored power depleted and a long "recharge" period was required. Normally, the usage time for a single artifact was around 20 minutes.

"Additionally, the armor I'm wearing is made from a Red Scaled Turtle Shell, capable of absorbing a great amount of force impact!" Zhu Donghui continued, "Third, this Spring Flower Wooden Sword of mine can continuously replenish my stamina. Paired with the three strength rings, it allows me to fight for an entire hour!"

"Still want to fight me?"

Chu Hao extended his right hand and beckoned with his fingers, smilingly saying, "Then I'll end the battle within a minute!"

"I've given you fair warning, yet you refuse to listen. Do you really want to bring suffering upon yourself?" Zhu Donghui's face darkened, clearly dissatisfied.

This time, Chu Hao couldn't even be bothered to speak and simply gestured with his fingers.

"Asking for a beating!" Zhu Donghui bellowed, throwing a punch.

"Roar—" Just then, a resonant and powerful cry rang out, piercing through the clouds and shaking everyone's heads as if they were about to burst. Involuntarily, everyone covered their ears.

Yet it was still unbearably painful, people standing fell to the ground, and those sitting completely collapsed.

Boom!

In the sky, a huge bird flew by, its wings spanning 30 meters, its body golden yellow except for a pair of jet-black claws, as if forged from fine iron, reflecting dazzling cold light in the sunlight!

"Roar!" The giant bird cried again, and the sound waves became visible ripples that traveled down from the high skies.

"Ah!" Everyone below once again made painful noises. But the giant bird arrived swiftly and left just as quickly, vanishing to another place with a few flaps of its wings.

"That's a Golden Iron Claw Eagle!"

"A Vajra Realm ferocious beast!"

"If it's fully grown, it's at least Eighth Tier, maybe even Ninth Tier! It's a king among ferocious beasts!"

"No, this is bad, the beasts are attacking the city!" someone immediately turned pale and cried out in a trembling voice.

Beasts attacking the city!

Chu Hao's heart chilled too. In the history of Eastern Cloud City, there had been multiple beast attacks on the city, some of which even breached the city walls! Though the beasts were always repelled in the end, each incident resulted in a substantial loss of life, the only question being how many would perish.

Ferocious beasts wouldn't follow any rules; it was just kill, kill, kill!

Humans and ferocious beasts were natural enemies in a constant struggle of kill or be killed!

"Everyone listen, immediately head to the city gates to confront the beasts!" the Beast Fighting Arena's official loudly announced.

No one dared ignore his command, which in a way represented the will of the City Lord's Mansion.

After a brief silence, the vice-deans of the Eastern and Western Sects jointly made an announcement: the competition between the Eastern and Western Factions would undergo a slight change. Forget the platform fights; they would now determine rankings based on the number and quality of beasts killed!

Chu Hao was initially surprised. How would they tally that? But the academy said that everything would be monitored and counted by the City Lord's Mansion—to ensure absolute fairness and justice.

This made Chu Hao even more perplexed. With the city under attack, how could the City Lord's Mansion spare manpower to count the entire city's combat achievements? Wouldn't they be dispatched to join the fight if they had the leisure?

Were those in charge of monitoring and counting mere civilians? But with such an extended battle line, who could recognize everyone and then carry out an accurate count?

The more Chu Hao thought about it, the more baffled he became!

"Chu Hao, let's change the battlefield and continue our contest!" Zhu Donghui laughed heartily, leaping down from the platform.

Chu Hao was also brimming with fighting spirit.

He absolutely could not allow the beasts to breach the city walls, or it would lead to calamity. Moreover, there was a loyal old servant in the city who regarded him like a grandson!

Darting up to the stands in a few quick steps, Chu Hao reached Uncle Yu's side and said, "Let's go home at once!"

Uncle Yu, of course, had no objections, and promptly stood up, while Flying Fire took the opportunity to leap into Chu Hao's arms.

At this moment, the Beast Fighting Arena was in chaos as people hurried out, desperate to leave the place that lacked any shelter. If beasts really invaded the city and reached this place, remaining would mean certain death!

—There were shelters within the city, and getting there would be much safer.