Chương 90: War God’s : — Chapter 90 - Dragon's Roar Martial Inquiry

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"Brothers, your buddy here is joining Dragon's Roar Martial Inquiry soon. You know how it is — rich rewards, so streams might get spotty for a while. Haha... if our platform gets the broadcast rights during the competition, I can restream it for you." On screen, Lord Tong grinned.

"Also, my older sister's participating too, so yeah. You get it."

"What's Dragon's Roar Martial Inquiry?"

"Never heard of it."

"I think I know. It's from our Tiannan region. Apparently a special new C-rank relic appeared up north with an extremely rare dragon-type alien beast inside. Everyone with dragon-related martial talents or spear masters who've trained Dragon Spear wants first crack at it. Too many people wanted in, so Tiannan Military District set up Dragon's Roar Martial Inquiry. Only the top 10 get to enter the first wave. Too weak? No dice..."

"Ah Tong's an entertainment streamer. Can he even get involved?"

"Ah Tong, you're not even third realm yet, right? Going for a participation trophy?"

"Bro, at your level, you're just feeding wins."

"Didn't you hear? He's probably going with his older sister."...... Ah Tong chuckled.

"It's about taking part, you know?"

"So I'm grinding hard during this time! Anyone wants to challenge the streamer, log onto Martial Dao Infinity and talk!"

"No talk? Shut it!" The chat flooded with clown emojis. Lord Tong glanced at his friends list. His eyes sharpened.

"Holy shit, the master's online!" He shot upright.

"Half a year! He's finally on!" The chat froze.

"Master? What master?"

"That Cao the Traitor who bloodied his sister half a year ago?"

"Damn, I remember!"

"Wait, did I miss something? I don't remember this."

"That dog Ah Tong didn't stream it. Just told us about the fight after." Lord Tong ignored the chat and fired off a message. [Lord Tong: Bro! You're finally online! Please give me pointers!] [Lord Tong: Also, approve my sister's friend request! She's been nagging me for half a year!] [Lord Tong: Big daddy! Please!] [Cao the Traitor Wronged Me:? Oh... let me check. Done, approved... I don't come online much. Pointers... what's your strength now?] Lord Tong saw the reply and immediately texted his sister.

He thought back over the past 6 months with lingering dread. Since that day, his sister had been fighting like a woman possessed. She logged on constantly to check. No luck. Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there. This 'Cao the Traitor' hadn't been online once since that day. Lord Tong's theory: the master was preparing for the Martial Exam. No time to log on. His sister and her best friend scoffed at his analysis. No way this master was a student.

What student could train spear techniques to Return to Simplicity at this stage? But Lord Tong held firm. The master was definitely a student.

"Early June now. Exams just ended, break started, and the master logs on."

"Hundred percent a student!" He typed quickly. [Lord Tong: I'm almost third realm... but no worries, master, your martial realm is definitely higher! I can suppress my life force and spar with you.] [Cao the Traitor Wronged Me: If you're not third realm yet, no need to suppress. I'm matching now. Let me play a few rounds, then I'll come over.] Lord Tong watched the status change to matchmaking. 3 seconds later, it reset. Then matchmaking again. The cycle repeated for several minutes.

"Wait, no need to suppress my life force..." Lord Tong froze. He sucked in a breath.

"How much life force does he have now? Half a year ago it was only 1." He was close to third realm with over 800 life force. Sophomore year. Reaching third realm by sophomore year made you an absolute elite even at university. Normal enrollment meant first realm at best. Third realm by sophomore year meant close to fifth realm by graduation, outstanding even at top universities.

"No need to suppress means at least triple-digit life force..."

"Wait. What student gains that much in half a year?" Lord Tong felt doubt creeping in. He asked the chat:"Brothers, am I behind the times? Are high schoolers this insane now? Graduating martial high with triple-digit life force?" The chat exploded.

"Blow it out your ass... who graduates martial high with triple-digit life force?"

"He's not a student. You got it wrong."

"Streamer, I just graduated martial high. In our entire major province, not one person had triple-digit life force..."

"This Cao the Traitor's probably some freelance club fighter. No student's that strong..."

"Hard to say. This year our province's top scorer reportedly maxed at 1500, absurdly strong... but life force was only 90-something. Didn't hit 100."

"What was your score? Did it even hit double digits? Running your mouth here."...... Lord Tong spotted something and raged.

"Piss off! I'm at Tiandu Jingwu University. Think you can get in without double digits? No brain? Toss it!" The chat cracked up.

"Dumbass chat giving streamer another flex opportunity."

"You really are a soft persimmon begging to get squeezed."

"Since the master says no need to suppress, just spar with him."

"Yeah, let him learn about the charm of raw stats!"

"Pure life force crushing? Boring!"

"Calling it now — streamer gets reverse-fucked by the master again."

"Betting on it..." Lord Tong bantered with the chat, waiting. His mind churned with doubts. His sister replied. [Old Sis: No time right now] [Ah Tong: What should I say when he comes down later?] [Old Sis: Won't be long. Stall him] Lord Tong rubbed his chin. After about an hour, he glanced at the match record. He choked.

"45 wins, 0 losses."

"Wait, it's only been an hour. Last time he had a dozen wins, right? He plowed through 30-plus matches?" Lord Tong gulped.

"All instant kills?"

"And at this rank, matchmaking's all first-realm fighters, right?" A notification floated across the stream.

"Welcome, streamer 'Gate Guard Blade Lord' entering the livestream..."

"Blade Lord!" Lord Tong shot up.

"What brings you here?"

"Haha, came to see if you've made progress lately." On screen, a big bearded guy with a belly laughed.

"Heard you're joining Dragon's Roar Martial Inquiry. Tiannan's my home turf. When you get there, say hi." Lord Tong nodded repeatedly. Blade Lord was DouNai's top streamer, the peak martial influencer in the streaming world. Peak fourth-realm strength. Over 40, but his transcendent mastery of the rare Ghost Blade technique had attracted countless fans online. He often ran into unmanaged zones, showing viewers things they'd never see otherwise. Sometimes he literally livestreamed with his life on the line.

Generous and forthright. Good terms with many streamers.

"Absolutely!" Lord Tong said quickly.

"By the way, I heard your son took the Martial Exam this year, Blade Lord. His results must be great, right?" He'd heard from others that Blade Lord's son had extraordinary talent and results. Any of Dragon Nation's top 5 universities, easy pick. The big guy beamed with pride, laughing.

"Not bad. Just 1474 points. Took first in Tiannan. Nationwide, probably top 10? Or top 50?" Lord Tong's eyes widened. Damn, that's insane.

"By the way, did your son's life force exceed triple digits?" Lord Tong asked suddenly. The big guy paused. Shook his head.

"Missed it by 7 or 8 points. At their stage, reaching 100 life force through self-cultivation alone... honestly, too difficult." Lord Tong looked thoughtful.

"Why do you ask?" Lord Tong smiled modestly.

"Nothing much. Just ran into a master before. Should also be a recent graduate, but his life force might already be over 100..."

"Impossible." The big guy shook his head.

"I haven't heard of any yet... at least not in Tiannan... though my son mentioned this year's Martial Exam produced a few ultimate monsters... maybe it's possible..." A comment floated across the screen.

"I'm from Western Shu. We've got one whose life force broke 100. Absurdly exaggerated. You might not believe it — he hasn't even awakened..." Both men noticed the comment. But it quickly drowned in the flood of messages. [Cao the Traitor Wronged Me: If you want to spar, come over. I've got time these next few days. Or if you can invite some masters, that works too.] ➤ Next: Tiger Howl Blade Art Shows Its First Sharp Edge!