What's wrong with being a little arrogant in the apocalypse just to support my wife?

"So what I mean is, for tomorrow's match, Zheng Mu, Morse, and I will play together."

After thinking for a moment, Lu Yize had no objection to Chen Mingzhang's arrangement and nodded in agreement, "Okay, it's time to show some talent."

Morse was itching for a fight. "I'm tired of fighting one-on-one. Tomorrow I'll teach this formidable opponent who's aiming for the top three a lesson and send him packing."

The competition format is brutal; a single loss could mean packing your bags and leaving. So, no one holds back much during team matches, fearing they might struggle against strong opponents.

But Lu Yize wasn't in a hurry. Morse, Chen Mingzhang, and Zheng Mu were enough to defeat that so-called evil dragon clan.

The discussion on the StarNet was intense that day, with both sides placing equally large bets, but the vast majority of people still bet on the dragon race rather than on humans.

"Although Morse is really strong, his opponents are not weak either, and it's a team operation. It's already very strong that Morse's home planet can produce one or two strong individuals. The dilapidated starship that brought them here can't hold many people."

"I also bet on the Evil Dragon Clan. I hope they won't disappoint me too much. However, they performed very well in the last competition. There's nothing I can do about it; their racial talents are too strong. High defense and high damage. If they hadn't encountered that freak, Hilde of the Zerg, they could definitely have made it into the top three."

"Indeed, and the one who leads them participated in the last session as well, but he was still young and already showed outstanding performance. Now, ten years later, I guess he is probably already at the eighth level."

"Eighth rank?! Then Morse probably doesn't stand a chance. There are more and more freaks these days. Are they even leaving any way for us ordinary people to survive? I'm betting on the evil dragon to win. They better not disappoint me."

“I’m different from you guys. When I’m going to play, I’m going to play big. I’m going to try betting on Morse. Who knows, maybe I’ll get a surprise. And with such high odds, I might just become rich!”

"That's a pretty good idea, hahaha. But the timid starve while the bold thrive. You can try it, but I wouldn't dare. What's the difference between this and betting on some country's football team to qualify for the World Cup on Earth?"

"You guys know so much about gossip these days, you even know the news from such a small planet, that's amazing."

Because of the extremely high expectations on StarNet, the organizers specially saved their competition for the grand finale, allowing the audience to stay until the very end.

The previous matches were quite exciting, but they were more curious to know whether Morse could stay, and some were even more curious to know how Morse would be eliminated.

When the eighth-rank genius of the evil dragon clan appeared, the supporters of the evil dragon clan cheered, and some even shouted "Tear Morse apart! Tear Morse apart!"

It seems that Morse has indeed attracted a lot of hatred lately, with more haters than fans. Even the few fans who dared to come to the event to support him were shouting themselves hoarse in support of Morse.

However, some people were very dissatisfied with the appearance of the Evil Dragon Clan, saying, "What is this? How afraid of losing is Jackson that he sent out most of his main force? The opponent is not a difficult opponent. What's so interesting about crushing them?"

"What's wrong with winning by playing it safe?!" The fans of the Evil Dragon Clan immediately retorted.

However, they were soon speechless. The people who had been complaining were surprised when they saw three people coming out of the entrance to planet M34. "Really? They actually have people on their planet who can participate in the competition?"

Even Morse's fans, who had been blindly supporting Blue Star, were stunned into silence. They had prepared Morse to fight alone, persevere, and ultimately lose.

I never imagined that their small planet could actually muster up people? A man and a woman. I don't know their strength, but they probably aren't weak either.

Jackson, the captain of the dragon clan, frowned. Sure enough, the fact that M34 Star was not devoured alive by the Zerg and Serpent Clan meant it was not weak. But he did not expect that their Blue Star would still have a trick up its sleeve.

Those of them who were slightly higher up guessed that there must be a space-type ability user on Earth with a very high level of ability, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to bring so much food to the main planet.

It's impossible to rely solely on Feng's dilapidated starship, so the only possibility is that there is a space-type ability user with an extremely high level of superpowers.

They also learned some information from the Zerg and Serpent races about the special abilities that powerful beings on Earth might possess. They had mentioned the two in front of them before: one was a sonic ability user, and the other was a special ability user.

Fortunately, they had all conducted relevant research, while the other party knew nothing about their information.

Chen Mingzhang stood in the center, Zheng Mu stood to his upper left, and Morse stood at the very front right.

Morse's fans were puzzled, "Shouldn't Morse be the strongest? Why is that man with the constant smile on his face standing in the center? Who is he?"

"I don't know. They haven't appeared before, so they must be a hidden main force, right? That girl looks pretty strong too. It seems this little planet isn't as weak as we thought?"

"I don't understand combat, but that girl's clothes are so beautiful! They look so ethereal, I love them! She's prettier than many celebrities in the Federation! I want to raise a beautiful human too!"

"What's the use of being pretty? Don't cry for her when she gets beaten up badly later."

Before the fight even started on the court, it was already on the verge of breaking out off the court. Fortunately, just before they actually started fighting, a countdown timer appeared on the screen, drawing the attention of all the spectators.

Lu Yize was sitting in the viewing platform on the top floor, watching the battle below.

As the countdown on the screen ended, Zheng Mu used his supernatural power to conjure a pipa (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument), held it, and plucked it, unleashing a powerful barrage of sonic waves at the five members of the evil dragon clan.

Zheng Mu injected extremely strong supernatural power into the attack, directly causing cracks in the protective barrier. Although the protective barrier was quickly repaired, it still gave the audience below a real sense of reality.

Very strong, this person is very strong, very strong!

"Seventh, seventh rank? How can she be seventh rank?! No wonder I felt something was off at first, and I couldn't sense her abilities. She's actually seventh rank!!"

"Then, what about the other one?"

The fans of the evil dragon clan never expected that their opponent would be so tough, and their luck remained as bad as ever. Was something cursed upon the evil dragon clan, making them so unlucky?!

However, these fans wouldn't let any opportunity to retort pass by. They were both horrified and sneered as they retorted.

"Didn't you guys say before that Jackson was a coward?"