Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

At the Second Prince's residence, dozens of crown princes gathered together, with their advisory team behind them.

“Crown Prince Dong Hao, the alliance headquarters must be located in Guangxiang City. The management personnel will be rotated every three years. In the first year, they can be people from your Crescent Moon Kingdom, but an elders' council must be established to supervise the president.”

Dong Hao stared at Lu Cilin and sneered, "Second Prince, when Zheng Qian proposed the alliance, I was the first to promise to form an alliance, and Zheng Qian agreed. Do you want to go back on your word?"

Li Sheng stood up and advised, "Stop arguing. Let's talk things over. I think it's most suitable to set up headquarters in Scorpion Country to avoid you arguing and hurting your relationship."

"It's a beautiful thought."

"Pah, Li Sheng, you're dreaming."

"Lu Cilin, Dong Hao, how about the three of us have a fight? Whoever wins gets the celebration in their country."

"Fight if you want, I'm not afraid of you."

"Oh, you've grown wings, come on then."

The three argued fiercely, each wanting to set up headquarters in their own country.

The headquarters has the right to copy the resources of all branches. This is not only a symbol of power, but also an inherent advantage of having priority access to countless advanced techniques and educational resources.

The meeting lasted until midnight, and the final conclusion was that whoever won the team battle in the Heroes' Tournament would have their headquarters located in that country.

Dong Hao was furious. He was the first to propose setting up the organization, but Lu Cilin and Li Sheng disagreed.

Shameless, so shameless.

What angered him the most was that he proposed that Zheng Qian serve as the president of the alliance, and Li Sheng also supported his opinion. However, Lu Cilin refused on the grounds that Zheng Qian was still a student and did not allow Zheng Qian to serve as the president.

Everyone knew Lu Cilin's intentions. The chairman had a lot of power, and he not only wanted to take charge of the alliance's formation, but also wanted to become the chairman.

Lu Cilin's scheme was giving the two princes a real headache.

In the Dragon Realm of the Martial Arts Trial, the competition officially began with the top 200 advancing to the 64th. Lu Chu was present to watch the battle, accompanied by Empress Han, and various officials from Guangxiang City were also present to watch.

"To ensure fairness in the martial arts competition, the top 200 will be drawn on-site to advance to the top 64. The competition will be held on-site and will be an elimination system. Losing one match will disqualify you from advancing to the top 64, while winning three matches in a row will allow you to advance to the top 64."

The chief referee was Hu Can, known as the Star Guardian, who was also the commander of the Imperial Guard and a top expert in the Liquid Aperture Realm.

After he read out the rules, two hundred experts went up to draw lots.

Zheng Qian reached into the box, randomly picked up a slip of paper with the number five on it, then went to the referee's table to register it, and returned to the preparation area to sit down.

The preparation area is very large; even with a thousand people inside, it doesn't feel crowded at all.

Lu Yan and Lu Cilin also participated in the martial arts test, as did Dong Hao and Li Sheng, who tacitly divided themselves into two camps.

Lu Yan and Lu Cilin were surrounded by experts from Guangxiang Kingdom and forces from other countries, chatting and laughing with them, constantly trying to build relationships.

Zheng Qian sat in the corner, intending to remain invisible, but Dong Hao and Li Sheng ended up circling around him, creating a second circle around him.

Fan Tielan sat to Zheng Qian's right, while Mo Li sat to Zheng Qian's left.

Lu Yan was very unhappy. Mo Li was the daughter he had promised to pursue, but she was too smart and difficult to control.

Although Fan Tielan is a tomboy, she is innocent and pure. Her father is General Fan Lang, and her brother is Fan Tiexue, a little war god in the army. She is the most ideal candidate for empress.

These two were actually surrounding Zheng Qian; how could he tolerate it?

The martial arts test is over, and we must take action against Zheng Qian. We cannot delay. Fortunately, Dean Yun is not here. Otherwise, if Dean Yun returns, there may be trouble.

The only thing that made Lu Yan feel better was that Fan Tiexue wasn't surrounding Zheng Qian, but was quietly meditating and cultivating by himself.

Guangxiang Kingdom only had four experts by Zheng Qian's side: Feng Wuhen, Li Mubai, Mo Li, and Fan Tielan.

Fan Tielan nudged Zheng Qian's foot and asked in a low voice, "Which round did you draw?"

"five."

Fan Tielan held out a hand: "Five, it's just one punch, are you going to punch it into sixty-four again?"

Zheng Qian's face darkened. He wondered what kind of expert he would encounter in the sixty-fourth level. To be knocked into the sixty-fourth level with a single punch? How dare you say that?

Last night, Feng Wuhen and he discussed for half an hour. It wasn't just about a single punch; it was a major plan for the survival of millions of people.

Furthermore, the chief referee has stipulated that the number of matches must not be reported privately to avoid being targeted.

Qin Lieyan stood in Lu Yan's group, keeping a close eye on Zheng Qian. He still vividly remembered Zheng Qian killing the guardian Huang Chaogui that night, and prayed in his heart that he would never run into Zheng Qian.

He drew the number five. He had just seen Fan Tielan and Zheng Qian talking in hushed tones, and Fan Tielan held out her hand and said "five." He was immediately delighted.

Fan Tielan ranked seventh on the Academy's combat power list, while he ranked fourth, clearly outperforming Fan Tielan.

First game, a sure win.

At this point, the referees on the judging panel tallied the order of appearance and announced it loudly.

"The first match is between Fan Tielan and Bai Wutong."

What? Van Tienlan's first match?

Qin Lieyan felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Fan Tielan was five, but it wasn't her fifth match; it was Zheng Qian's fifth match.

Good heavens, are you kidding me?

Fan Tielan had no idea what Qin Lieyan was thinking, and punched Zheng Qian in the chest.

"Hmph, you stinky Zheng Qian, you better cheer me on!"

Fan Tielan hopped and skipped onto the ring, carrying a large hammer. She then signed the death warrant handed to her by the referee and looked at her opponent, Bai Wutong.

Bai Wutong is a general who guards the country of a small nation. He is tall, wears black armor, and wields a giant sword, resembling a human-shaped war chariot.

"Ugh, shameless, wearing armor."

"Cheating! Wearing armor even when playing against a young girl, aren't you ashamed?"

"Actually, what you don't know is that Bai Wutong is a Void Spirit Realm expert, and Fan Tielan can't beat him."

The major gambling houses had already obtained the battle information of the Dragon Shaping Realm experts, and the odds of victory or defeat were soon revealed.

The odds in Wind City's betting market are five times higher than those in Lu Yan's, and there are more ways to play. Almost everyone places bets at Wind City's betting market and casinos.

The odds for betting on winning or losing are at most one, but the odds for betting on strategies can reach fifty times.

Fan Tielan wins against Bai Wutong in one move, with a score of fifty times higher. Bai Wutong wins in one move, with a score of thirty times higher.

Two moves to win forty times, five moves to win twenty times, ten moves to win eight times.

Soon the casino and the betting pools were piled high with gold and silver. With one move determining the winner, no one was betting.

At the same level, to win in one move? Unless it's Zheng Qian, it's completely impossible for anyone else.

Clang...

Hu Can struck the gong and announced loudly.

"start."

Bai Wutong's entire body emitted a golden light, and like a chariot, he charged towards the petite and lovely Fan Tielan.

"Beauty and the Beast, oh Beast."

"If Fan Tielan gets hit, he'll be crippled even if he doesn't die. Fan Tielan is bound to lose this round."

“I just checked, and Fan Tielan’s odds are up to 50, but nobody is betting on her to win.”

"The bookmaker has inside information and a keen eye; betting on Bai Wutong is a sure win."

Everyone has high hopes for Bai Wutong; there's no way around it, he's just too stylish.

On the stage, Fan Tielan smiled. She had broken through her cultivation level five days ago and had also exchanged fighting strategies with Zheng Qian many times. She was full of confidence.

"Soul array weaving, binding."

After Fan Tielan finished speaking, a lightning spear condensed in the air and swiftly pierced towards Bai Wutong, who was rushing towards him. Bai Wutong raised his giant sword and shattered it with a single strike.

"Idiot, you've fallen for their trap."

Before Bai Wutong could react, his feet were locked by two lightning chains.

The restraints are beneath your feet, not in the thunder spears of the air.

With a thud, Bai Wutong tripped and fell to the ground.

Just then, lightning crackled around the warhammer in Fan Tielan's hand. She leaped high into the air and then slammed it down.

Clang...

The arena shook, and Bai Wutong lay on the ground like a dead bear, unconscious.

"Hmph, he doesn't even know about Zheng Qian's 'Thirty-Six Stratagems' of feinting to the east while attacking in the west. He's incredibly stupid."