I really don't want to be famous, but the collapse is still chasing me

Poteo was quite satisfied with Luca's answer, "Hahahaha! Good boy!"

"Ah... you're 'testing my awareness' again! You almost scared me!"

"Damn it, you clever little thing!" Poteo's eyes shot up to a certain point in the sky. "You remind me of a friend of mine, a girl named Luanpo. She's just like you, very stubborn."

[Ranpo? New character?]

[He is also a sea patrol knight.]

【Wow, there's a new character to watch. 】

Luca asked weakly, "Is she as weak as me?"

"Then can you crush a star with your bare hands?"

"Uh...she can???" Luca's tone was full of amazement.

Bottiou shook his head. "She can't either, but she keeps insisting she can."

"Hahahaha, what a mess!"

"Damn it, she's really strong as hell." Portio drank the "strong tea" on the table, waved to Luca, and left the long street without looking back.

[If Poteo can be called a strong existence, then it is indeed very strong.]

[Generally speaking, if someone claims to be able to explode a star, they probably do have the ability to do so.]

[I heard that the next season of the ripped style will be on the rise, and the style will be quite surprising.]

-

The view returned to the Jingfeng ship, and Xingqiao pushed open the door of the lounge.

I saw Kameili and Luca chatting.

Luca exhaled toward the sky, feeling that everything was so magical, so unreal. "I'm about to go on stage... It feels like a dream."

Hearing the word "dream", Carmel thought that Luca had hallucinations of abortion due to stress again.

"Relax, Luca, and just treat this as a regular points race."

Xing did not hesitate to praise him, "You are destined to be in history textbooks."

Carmel nodded repeatedly. "Yes, no matter what the outcome of 'Jingfeng Defending' is, you will be a figure that goes down in the history of Beloberg."

Luca smiled slightly, "That's what makes me feel like I'm dreaming! But in fact, the biggest gain from this trip to Luofu is that it made me figure out one thing.

I don't punch to get something, or to prove something... I don't even punch to win. In that moment, I'm the happiest person in the galaxy, that's all."

[It's mainly luck, having a big boss like Xing by my side.]

[Those with Xing's connections, and those with names and surnames on Xianzhou, are basically all acquaintances.]

[Indeed, if Xing had not been Luka's coach, it would have been difficult to reach this point.]

-

Everything is ready, just waiting for the final to begin.

Luca slowly came to the center of the ring, only to see a yellow-haired young man politely, "Hello, Mr. Luca, we meet again."

Luca suddenly remembered, "How is that possible? You are... you are that... 'Leng Feng'!"

Yan Qing bowed with both hands, expressing his apology, "I'm sorry for not telling you my name in person. I am Yan Qing, the defending swordsman of Luofu.

Mr. Luca, I've been following you these days. Without you noticing, I've been watching every one of your games from the audience.

I must admit, you're an incredible fighter, resilient, sharp, and powerful. More importantly, I'm impressed by your self-recognition—every punch you throw is delivered with courage, regardless of winning or losing.

I've heard stories of what happened to your world. I understand you need this victory. You're just one step away from carrying Beloberg's name into history. But as the Rover's Guardian, I have my own priorities.

Although Luca didn’t understand, he was deeply shocked. “I can’t make any passionate pre-war declaration, Brother Yanqing.

Thank you for showing me the way when I was first lost. Over the years, countless people like you have shown me the way, allowing me to reach this moment. Do you still remember the bold words we shouted into the air?

He took a deep breath and said, "I! Luca! Will definitely win! I will definitely defeat Yan Qing!"

Will he win?

【It can be a firefly. 】

【It is generally said that those who will win will not have a good ending, so we will say those who will win. 】

-

The entire venue was already packed, and the audience's cheers were overwhelming.

Ji Mi Yanou was also explaining seriously, "The much-anticipated 'Iron Arm' Luca has gone through countless dangers and finally arrived in front of Lord Yanqing!

Ever since the martial arts ceremony began, "Luka vs. Yanqing" has been at the top of the audience's anticipation list. Now, this long-awaited dream showdown is about to be presented to audiences across the galaxy!

Where will the game end? Let us wait and see! "

Amidst the commentary, Jing Yuan also arrived at the scene amidst the salutes from the Jingfeng ship.

Yanqing and Luca made the final mobilization and started the game.

Yan Qing pinched his fingers and made a gesture, and six flying swords surrounded his body.

Luca clenched his fists, ready to respond.

"Lord Yanqing's flying sword is circling the arena of the Jingfeng warship... How should Contestant Luca respond?"

Luca jumped high and his iron fist was so powerful that he easily smashed the first flying sword.

Jimi: "Contestant Luca shot down Lord Yanqing's flying sword! This is a very good start!"

But it must be said that there is still a big gap between Luca and Yanqing.

After dozens of rounds.

Luca knelt on one knee, "Your flying sword is really strong. My iron arm has completely failed..."

Hearing this, Yan Qing slowly descended from the air. "Since that's the case, I will also abandon my sword. Let's decide the final winner with our fists."

Luca nodded and slammed his external iron fist onto the ground.

After the two nodded, both sides were ready.

at this time.

Luca took the initiative, stepped forward quickly, and instantly got closer to He Yanqing.

Yan Qing's brows twitched, obviously Luca's speed was beyond his expectations.

However, he still handled it with ease.

Luca opened his hands and threw two left and right hooks, but Yanqing easily dodged them.

The distance is controlled just right, neither too far nor too close.

Yan Qing completely saw through the next few moves and almost knocked Luca to the ground.

Yan Qing smiled triumphantly, obviously the victory was already in his hands.

It was because of his carelessness at this moment that Luca relied on his perseverance to throw a powerful punch, even igniting the air.

Fortunately, Yan Qing instinctively dodged the attack by slightly turning his head. He was fully prepared.

The two entered the final showdown.

Luca easily dodged Yanqing's left fist, and his right fist was about to hit the bull's eye.

It’s a pity that the punch just now has exhausted Luca’s energy.

The iron fist brushed past, and Luca's whole body went limp, about to fall to the ground.

Yanqing stretched out his hand, then he raised Luca's hand high to indicate their victory.

【Yan Qing is really strong.】

[Is Yanqing practicing Tai Chi? ]

Actually, Luka is quite strong. After all, he likes to find flaws and then make the final decision.

Luca had the upper hand in hand-to-hand combat, but he was running out of energy.

[But Yan Qing didn't use the flying sword. If Yan Qing had only used the flying sword, Luca would have lost long ago.]

[It's already good enough. What kind of fighting power is Beloberg? It's already quite good that Luca can fight Yan Qing like this. After all, Yan Qing just defeated Hu Lei, so his strength has already increased a level.]

[Using combat to end the match, Mihoyo handled it well, Luca also maintained his value, and Yanqing's strength was also preserved.]

-

Luca sat down on the ground, panting heavily. "Brother Yanqing...are you feeling sorry for me? I don't need this kind of victory. I can already accept my failure calmly."

"No, you didn't fail." Yan Qing pointed to the stands.

The audience roared deafeningly, "Luca! Luca! Luca! Luca!"

"Didn't you hear that? Luca from Beloberg, everyone is cheering for you. I think, in their hearts, you are definitely not a loser."

"It was such a tear-jerking duel!" Jimi's voice was already filled with tears.

"Thank you, Brother Yanqing. In a real fight, what does it matter if I lose?" Luca propped himself up. "Of course, there will be winners and losers in a match. I tried my best and I did it! I kept punching, punching, until the end! After returning to Beloberg, I will have another match at some point in the future. I still have many battles to fight!"

Finally he looked up at the sky, "Maggie, I tried my best... Like you, I won."

The tough guy Jimiyanou shed tears. "Although Luca accepted the defeat gracefully and calmly, the audience's enthusiasm remained undimmed! They gave this tenacious Beloberg fighter endless applause.

Woohoo, in my opinion, this is a match without victory or defeat! At this moment, the mutual recognition between the two sides and the audience's complete devotion speak for themselves! An unprecedented match, one that transcends victory or defeat! Woohoo..."

Without even wiping away tears, Ji Mi said to the photographer behind him, "Damn it, stop shooting me, shoot them, shoot those two kids!"

【Hahaha, worthy of being called Jimi. 】

【Jimi is undoubtedly a professional in terms of professionalism.】

【I can only say that he is worthy of being a professional host. 】

-

after a while……

Xing and Luca returned to rest.

From the beginning of the Martial Arts Ceremony to the end, all the fragments flashed through Luca's mind. "I never thought... that my competition at the Martial Arts Ceremony would end like this."

Xing scratched his head, "Luca, are you okay?"

"I've never felt so relaxed before. I think it's time to pack up and go home with Lingke and the others."

at this time.

There was a knock on the lounge door.

After Xing opened the door, he saw an old acquaintance, Xi Kui from Tianbosi.

She smiled and nodded at the two of them, then said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Luca, for interrupting your post-match rest time. General Jing Yuan would like to see you. Please go to the Shen Ce Mansion."

Luca pointed at himself, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Me? But I already lost? Is the General also interested in the defeated contestants?"

Xi Kui shook her head. "This isn't something I, a Tianbosi employee, can answer."

……

A moment later, in the Shen Ce Palace.

Jing Yuan said politely, "Hello, Luca from Beloberg. Nice to meet you."

"Lord Jingyuan, it's an honor to have an audience with you. But I'm not sure why you summoned me to the Divine Strategy Palace."

"Because of the wonderful match you just played, and because after more than seven hundred years, you are the second Yaliluo person to arrive at the Luofu Immortal Boat and participate in the Martial Arts Ceremony."

Luca, no fool, naturally understood the meaning. "You mean... maybe you've heard of Igor Haft?"

"Igor..." When this name was mentioned, countless thoughts filled Jing Yuan's mind, "What a nostalgic name. I recognize him, no, I shouldn't say recognize him. I will always remember him. You and him are really alike."

"General, do you know about Igor's experiences on the Immortal Ship?" Luca's tone became excited. "In our hometown, although many people have heard of Igor Haft's heroic story, we never knew what he experienced during his journey to the outer space. Please tell me!"

"That happened more than seven hundred years ago. I was still very young then, and I was a swordsman defending the ring at the martial arts ceremony." Jing Yuan began to tell the story.

"Igor, the tall, red-haired fighter, appeared in the ring. Every time he threw a punch, it seemed as if he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.

After the game, he had a strange habit. He would refuse all bonuses and gifts, and tell everyone who watched his game about his troubled hometown, reminding people to be on guard against the attack of the antimatter army, and hoping that capable people could help him.

Just like that, he fought his way through all the obstacles and finally came before me... just like you appeared before Yan Qing this time. He silently swung his fists again and again, fighting me to a standstill.

But at the end of the fight, he suddenly stopped and left the arena..."

The perspective also returns to that era along with Jingyuan's memories.

-

Igor stood by the window with a sullen face.

Jingyuan's appearance was reflected in the glass.

"Igor, the leaders of the alliance have heard your story. The plight of your hometown has also won the sympathy of many of your friends in the Cloud Riders."

Igor seemed to have received too much sympathy. "Is there anything else besides sympathy?"

"They can't send out troops. The Yaoqing Immortal Boat has sent a beacon signal, predicting that a major battle between the Immortal Boat and the Fengrao people will soon occur."

This answer seemed to be within Igor's expectations. He replied calmly, "I understand. Thank you, Jingyuan."

"Where are you going next?"

"I'm going home. My homeland needs me... I thought the galaxy was so big, I'd definitely find a way to save it, that someone would listen to my cries for help.

But I was wrong. The tragedy of Yarilo-6 was insignificant. It was happening everywhere in the universe, if not here, then there, if not today, then tomorrow. People have long been accustomed to the disappearance of an insignificant star.

As I punched again and again, my family and friends bled to death from the Legion's invasion. As I punched again and again, their hope gradually faded."