Collapse: The opening system captures the Herrscher of Knowledge

It paused, and the snowy owl's head turned slightly under its top hat. Its clear voice carried just the right amount of solemnity:

"First up, the one coordinating this martial arts ceremony on the immortal ship Luofu—General Shen Ce, Jing Yuan!"

"A poem praises it: 'With eyes closed, I sit in the middle of the battle, disdaining fame and fortune to entangle me. Raising my head, I move my sword like lightning, chasing demons, sweeping away filth, and honoring the bow god.'"

Before he finished speaking, Jing Yuan slowly appeared on the stage, waved to the audience with a smile without saying a word, and then sat down in the guest seats.

As soon as this scene ended, cheers swept across the entire audience like a wave:

"Ahhhh, it's General Jingyuan—General Jingyuan smiled at me, ahhhh, I have no regrets in this life!!!"

"General Jingyuan, I give you my life! Please look at me again!"

"I am General Jingyuan's dog!!!"

"..."

Fu Ming looked at the audience's reddened faces and twitched his lips:

“That’s really enthusiastic.”

The heated atmosphere at the scene made Jimi subconsciously wipe the sweat from his forehead and immediately raised his voice to try to calm the situation:

"The second one, from the immortal ship 'Zhu Ming', holds the triple identities of military commander, swordsmith master, and technical leader—General Zhu Yuan, Huai Yan!"

"We are here to greet General Yan!"

A uniform greeting sounded instantly, echoing layer by layer in the Jingfeng ship.

Huaiyan stood on the high platform, his silver-white hair and beard particularly eye-catching in the light. He nodded with satisfaction to the audience, then turned around and sat down.

Finally, Jimi continued:

"The third one, from the Immortal Ship 'Yao Qing', led the Cloud Cavalry to victory after victory. News of his victory spread throughout the Immortal Ship, and he was known as the 'Great Victory General'—General Tianji, Feixiao!"

Unlike the previous two, Feixiao swooped down from the air in a domineering manner and stood on the fence of the platform. After glancing around, he curled up the corners of his mouth and raised his hand to signal to the audience.

The next second, shouts of "Great victory! Great victory! Great victory!" rang out like thunder. For a moment, the sound of "great victory" drowned out the cheers of Jing Yuanchu.

A small quarrel immediately broke out in the audience, and the smell of gunpowder quietly filled the air:

"Are you Yaoqing people the only ones who can shout 'great victory'? You just keep repeating those two words over and over again, without any new ideas?"

"It's better than you Luofu people going crazy at General Jingyuan, right? You're shouting until your throats are almost broken, as if you're afraid others won't know you're idolizing them?"

"What do you mean by mad?! That's our genuine love for General Jing Yuan. Who are you to criticize?"

Fu Ming, who was sitting in the back, quickly raised his hand to smooth things over:

"Calm down, my two buddies, we're all here to watch the martial arts show, please don't ruin the atmosphere~"

Unexpectedly, the two turned around and glared at him in unison, their tone full of "disdain":

"Hey! You're surrounded by girls and have a baby in your arms, so you have no right to stop a fight!"

Fu Ming was stuck for a moment. He glanced at Kiana☆ on his right shoulder, then looked at the smiling Alicia on his left, then lowered his head to look at Xilin in his arms, and finally could only shut up silently.

On the high platform, Jing Yuan smiled and shook his head, tapping the handrail with his fingertips:

"Young people are full of energy, and their performance styles are different from those of us."

Huai Yan twirled his silver-white beard, his gaze fixed on Fei Xiao, who stood tall on the platform, and his voice carried a hint of the indulgence of an elder towards a younger one:

"This little girl Yaoqing is still so flamboyant—but this flamboyance is worthy of her title of 'Great Victory General'."

He turned to look at Jing Yuan, who was still smiling beside him, and nodded slightly:

"The audience at Luofu is enthusiastic, and Yaoqing's is no less enthusiastic. This martial arts ceremony, fueled by the energy of these young people, is much more lively than before."

Feixiao jumped lightly from the fence and landed steadily in his exclusive seat in the guest seats.

With her return to her seat, the martial arts ceremony officially began.

With the end of the first game between Luca and Suchang's Yunqi team, Luca finally won.

Immediately afterwards, the two contestants for the second game also appeared one after another.

Xiaozhi and Raiden Mei☆ both appeared on the ring. When their eyes met, they were both stunned. They stared at each other and fell into a brief stalemate.

Xiao Shi was the first to break the silence, with one hand on his waist, his face full of surprise:

"How could it be you?"

"I didn't expect to meet you in the first round. My luck is really bad." Raiden Mei☆ held her forehead helplessly, but her tone quickly became firm. She drew her weapon and said, "Come on! Xiaoshi, I'm always getting stronger!"

The host Jimi's voice sounded at the right time, breaking the tense atmosphere on the stage:

"It seems like the two players know each other! But it looks like both sides are on edge, not very friendly.

But let me introduce you to the two sides of this match: the "God of Consciousness," Herrscher of Consciousness, from Earth! And the "Queen of Lightning," Mei Raiden, also from Earth!

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly scratched his head in confusion:

"Hmm? Where is Earth? Why haven't I heard of it? But that's not important! Which team will win in the end? Let's wait and see!"

In the guest seats, Fu Ming watched this scene with a smile on his face:

"I didn't expect to meet him in the first round. How are they divided? Don't they know that the best is saved for last?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing quietly walked around behind Fu Ming and whispered in his ear:

"Dad, this is just a knockout match, it doesn't affect the outcome. As for Mom and Thunder Mom, who is more powerful?"

"Why are you here? Aren't you coaching that 'Iron Arm'? And why are you asking this?" Fu Ming raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Xing's eyes were somewhat evasive, and her tone was a little guilty:

"Luca is resting in the lounge now. As for me, I just came here to ask casually."

Fu Ming said calmly:

"Oh, in terms of strength, Xiaozhi is a little stronger."

Xing's eyes lit up when he got the answer. He clenched his fists immediately, turned around and walked quickly towards the competition venue set up by the Interstellar Peace Company not far away.

She slammed her phone on the table with a clear sound:

"Place your bet! 30 million credits, all in for me, the God of Consciousness, the Herrscher of Consciousness!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings instantly became quiet. Everyone gasped and their eyes turned to Xing.

The words "30 million credit points" were like a thunderclap, catching everyone around the market off guard.

The originally noisy betting area suddenly became quiet for half a second, followed by a series of gasps. Even the staff in charge of registration stopped holding their pens in mid-air, staring blankly at Xing.

"Since neither player has any information to offer, the odds are currently 1 to 2 for both... Friend, are you sure you want to bet 30 million credit points?"

Someone couldn't help but raise their voice, their tone full of disbelief:

"My friend, small gambling is good for your health, but big gambling is harmful to your health. Did you get the number right? This isn't 3,000 credit points!"

Xing ignored the shock of the others, called up his credit point interface, raised his chin slightly, and said in a firm tone:

"That's right, thirty million. Hurry up and register, don't delay me from going back to watch the game."

Her determined and confident look only made the surrounding people talk more.

Some people gathered together and whispered:

"Just now I saw her struggling over who to suppress, but she changed her demeanor after coming over there. Could she have some inside information?"

Some people also echoed:

"That's too generous. Thirty million just like that. Should we follow suit?"

Some people shook their heads and sighed:

"I'm afraid this is not some ignorant young man."

These discussions drifted into Xing's ears, making her mouth corners secretly rise.

I have already started to imagine in my mind - how regretful these people will be when my mother wins the competition and I get the huge sum of 90 million!

She quickly pursed her lips to suppress her smile:

"No, no, I can't laugh yet. I have to hold it in. You're all going to be jealous when Mom wins the competition!"

After watching the staff register his information and confirming that the bet was successful, Xing turned around and ran towards the audience seats with his mobile phone in hand, standing in front of the fence to cheer for Xiao Shi.

With Xing's actions, Xiaozhi's odds instantly dropped to 1 to 1.2, while Mei☆'s odds rose to 1 to 3.