National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Gideon, who had been in seclusion cultivating, paused for a moment upon hearing this, then shook his head and said, "It's just a rumor. I've been cultivating all along and haven't gone out at all. It's probably some other martial artist who controls elemental science."

As they were talking, two of their clansmen suddenly rushed over, looking anxious. "Something terrible has happened!"

Everyone turned to look at the two members of their clan.

"What is it? Don't panic, tell me slowly."

The arriving clansmen looked up, saw Gideon, and immediately looked as if they had seen a ghost. "Gideon? How is it you? You're not... how come you're here?"

"What do you mean? Why can't I be here?"

His kinsman took a deep breath, paused for a moment, and said, "Run, Gideon! The news has spread, and the gods will be coming for you soon."

"Run? Why? Has the race of gods come looking for me?"

Gideon looked completely bewildered.

Although the God Clan has always acted extremely domineeringly, he has never provoked them and has even been trying to befriend them. Surely the God Clan wouldn't cause him trouble for no reason?
"You, didn't you kill someone from the God Clan?"

"Me? I killed a member of the God Clan? What nonsense are you spouting! I've stayed in the tower the whole time and never left!"

Gideon's expression immediately turned serious. He suddenly had a very bad feeling, grabbed the person who came over, and said in a deep voice, "What happened? Tell me, in as much detail as possible."

His own kind also found it strange and quickly recounted the rumors circulating outside that Gideon had killed Ravi, a member of the God Clan.

Gideon's expression changed slightly, and a chill suddenly ran through his body from the soles of his feet.

Someone is impersonating him!? And they even killed members of the divine race?
Who is it?
Now is not the time to think about this.

The gods have always been arrogant and domineering. If they come knocking on his door, they probably won't give him any time to explain.

Go find Tiger Lord!

With Tiger Lord's help in mediating, there might still be a chance to explain.

Gideon was in a state of panic. He pushed aside his companion and immediately got up to go find Tiger Lord.

……

After absorbing the dimensional energy, Fang Heng immediately returned to the Realm Emperor Island with Zane, and then quietly returned to the tower of the dimensional realm belonging to Tiger Lord to cultivate in seclusion.

When he left the secluded cultivation room again, it was already the next day.

During his seclusion, he once again used astrology to shield himself from all traces related to Ravi's death, to prevent anyone from finding him using astrological or prophetic spells.

Fang Heng was very confident that those ordinary martial artists wouldn't be able to see through his identity.

You won't get into trouble in the short term.

"The contestants."

Outside the door, an elderly man in a white robe saw that Fang Heng had finished his seclusion and nodded to him, saying, "The semi-finals of the Martial Arts Tournament will begin tomorrow. Tiger Lord invites all participants to gather at the top of the tower. I will take you there now."

"it is good."

Soon, Fang Heng followed the old man to the top floor of the tower.

Most of the martial artists who had advanced to the semi-finals of the Tiger Lord Dimensional Realm selection had already gathered and were all casting their gazes toward Fang Heng.

After parting ways with Fang Heng yesterday, Zain went outside to gather information. When he saw Fang Heng return, he chuckled and walked up, lowering his voice to say, "Those idiots from the God Clan really did set their sights on Gideon. That kid Gideon isn't stupid, though. He refuses to admit it and even went to Tiger Lord for help."

Fang Heng nodded slightly and asked, "And then?"

"With Tiger Lord's intervention, Gideon's life is temporarily spared, but in my opinion, the God Clan will not let him off easily."

"I feel so too."

The gods are known for their arrogance, and they will certainly not let the killing of their own people go unpunished.

Fang Heng looked at Gideon, who was not far away.

Gideon looked very unwell at this moment.

He couldn't understand why he had suddenly offended the gods.

Although Tiger Lord vouched for them, the God Clan also agreed to make concessions and temporarily let Gideon go, pending a thorough investigation.

But he knew very well that the gods would not let him off easily.

Once he leaves the Realm Emperor Island, the God Clan will immediately take action against him.

Fang Heng's gaze swept across the crowd, and he asked in confusion, "Why don't I see the God King?"

"Don't even mention it. That kid is so fragile. I heard he injured his bones and will need to rest for a month or so, otherwise he'll just be sent to his death. I heard his semi-final match will be scheduled for last."

As the two were talking, Tiger Lord entered from outside the hall, escorted by two white-robed elders.

Tiger Lord, who has always been lazy, looked rather serious today, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

"The semi-finals will begin tomorrow, with a total of 128 participants. In addition to the 80 selected from each region, there are 48 invited participants."

"During the semi-finals, it's all one-off matches. The winner advances and the loser is eliminated. We arrange the order of appearance ourselves... The goal is to get more people into the next round."

Tiger Lord said, his gaze sweeping over everyone. "Tomorrow we will send someone to fight in the first match. They will face Feng Tia, an ancient martial artist invited to this competition. She is the queen of the ancient sea monster clan and is skilled in mind control and spatial manipulation. She is quite strong. Her best result in the history of the Martial Arts Tournament is reaching the top 16. Who wants to be the first to go on stage?"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Theoretically speaking, the vast majority of invited martial artists are slightly stronger than those selected.

Feng Tiya is also a familiar face at martial arts tournaments, and she has strong individual skills.

They're not easy to deal with.

Facing her, the group felt their chances of winning were slim.

Based on past experience, if no one is willing to deal with Feng Tia in the end, then the only option is for Tiger Lord to choose someone, as is the usual practice.

Fang Heng was new to the area and had not done any research on his opponents beforehand. He had never heard of this person before, but he had heard from Tiger Lord that the highest he had ever reached was the top 16. In addition, he was not a member of the God Clan, so his strength could not be that great.

After all, luck plays a big part in one-on-one elimination matches.

Fang Heng clasped his hands and said, "Tiger Lord, I am willing to be the first to go on stage."

The martial artists all turned their gazes toward Fang Heng.

This guy is actually that brave?

But that's fine, because this way they won't have to face off against Fontia.

"Oh?" Tiger Lord glanced at Fang Heng and said, "Your physical transformation ability will be countered by her. Are you sure you want to go on stage?"

"Yes, Lord Tiger."

Tiger Lord glanced at Fang Heng and nodded, saying, "Alright, then it's you."

Immediately, everyone else present breathed a sigh of relief.

Gideon, however, looked at Fang Heng.

Even though he was overwhelmed by the attention of the God Clan these past two days, his hatred for Fang Heng remained undiminished.

Ah!
He actually wants to request to take the initiative to fight against Feng Tia?

Overcome!

No! He's practically asking for it!
Gideon knew that if he were to face Fontia, even if he won, it would be a Pyrrhic victory, extremely costly, and would greatly affect his subsequent battles.

It would be best if Fang Heng faced off against Feng Tia! (End of Chapter)