As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

The venue for the martial arts festival was very large, with a spacious interior.

It's been set up just like a sports stadium.

The difference is that the spectator areas here are divided into different tiers.

A more comfortable experience isn't simply a matter of having more points.

You need to have a hard enough fist.

Therefore, those who can sit in the uppermost room to watch the battle are basically the strongest forces in the entire East.

While observing the grand layout of the venue, Liu Ren also constantly compared the information he couldn't obtain outside the game, and explained it to the audience as a game streamer when appropriate.

"The topmost area is basically only accessible to top-tier forces. You can't see inside from the outside, but you can see outside from the inside."

“I specifically checked the information on the forces participating in the Martial Arts Festival, and unsurprisingly, I found the so-called Azure Phoenix Pavilion that we encountered before.”

"Qingluan Pavilion, a first-class power in the Eastern Ninth District—they claim to be first-class to outsiders, but in reality, their size is not much different from that of a super-first-class power."

"The Azure Phoenix Pavilion holds four beacon towers in its hands!"

"Can you imagine the resources they control? I certainly can't."

"Generally speaking, the standard configuration for a second-rate power is to control a beacon tower. In this way, the power organization has an ironclad base."

"Whether I can even sit still is another question."

[Host, I have a question—]

Controlling the Beacon Tower essentially means controlling Tricksters and Trickster Tools. So let me ask you, if one faction can obtain Trickster Tools and Trickster Techniques, wouldn't other insignificant factions have absolutely no chance?

[It's like a snowball rolling downhill; once it starts rolling, it can basically sweep everything in its path, right?]

Why didn't the most powerful force unify the entire East?

Liu Ren looked at the glowing comment after the donation and replied, "That's true, but when two forces go to war, in the end it comes down to the number of the strongest. But have you thought about it—entering the realm of the supernatural has a threshold? You don't think anyone can master supernatural tools without taking any damage, do you?"

"Master Sun already made it very clear. Even if you master the tricks in the shop, you don't qualify as a true master of trickery. The difference in strength between you and a true master of trickery is usually huge."

"What about the magical artifacts? From what I understand, very few people in the Sky-Piercing Gang are able to enter the Hall of Mysterious Martial Arts."

"The high barrier to entry for mastering magical artifacts naturally reduces the number of top-tier experts."

"Although the Azure Phoenix Pavilion looks large, it is also bloated. They have many people under their command, so they will have many things to consider when they fight. Even if one person can wipe out a second-rate force, they may not be able to wipe out the top-level cultivators within that second-rate force."

"If we can't eliminate it, then problems arise, don't we?"

"What would you do if you were in the shoes of a powerful demon-possessed individual who has no worries about the future?"

[That makes sense. 】

So why hasn't some incredibly capable person emerged to unify the East?

Just looking at the list of forces participating in the martial arts festival gave me goosebumps.

[Yeah, that's way too much!]

This is the first time I've seen the internal workings of a martial arts festival from the perspective of a participant.

[Most of the streamers from before are probably still struggling to survive in their cages at this time.]

There are probably dozens of second-tier powers in the entire eastern region.

[Holy crap, this map... I can't stand maps with so many faction names crammed together; I have trypophobia.]

[Just send a master craftsman to sweep across the land and replace all these miscellaneous colors with a single shade.]

[Dream on.]

【…】

After entering the spectator stands, a huge floating window appeared in mid-air.

The above is a map of the entire eastern part of the central courtyard.

It records a dense array of information on the distribution of various registered forces.

A cursory look.

There are already dozens of second-rate forces that have registered and are qualified to participate in the martial arts festival.

At least one-third of the area was unregistered and displayed as gray with dotted lines.

Although the central courtyard is in the city.

But this city is indeed as big as a continent.

—Okay, it's not quite that exaggerated, but it's not far off.

Liu Ren crossed his arms and silently watched the content displayed on the huge floating window.

The scene before us is quite "game-like".

The realism of the scene always gives people the feeling of having wandered into a surreal city.

Before the martial arts festival truly begins.

The floating window displays the results of the division of all first-class and super-first-class forces.

First-class and top-tier forces do not need to compete with those below them.

They only need to take what they believe is their rightful share of the pie.

Then leave a little residue for the small fish and shrimp below to survive, so they don't cause any trouble.

As for the distribution of the big cake.

That's an internal matter for them.

The Martial Sacrifice is a set of rules imposed by the strong on the weak.

And to provide a stepping stone for second-rate strongmen.

"East Gate Income Earners: 10"

"Results of the first round of discussions..."

"Reduce the number of employees by 5."

"The final allocation of resources for the Martial Arts Festival... 5 people."

Seeing this result, viewers in the live stream who didn't know much about the martial arts competition typed out question marks.

【? 】

【? ? ? ? 】

【Wait, buddy? We agreed to decide the share with fists?】

[Who the hell is your buddy? They're top-tier or first-rate power figures, why would they get involved with you?]

[But this is outrageous! They took half of the internal discussion points right off the bat?]

[The key question is, even if that's all, why do they still want to continue attacking the remaining 50,000 people at the Martial Festival?]

[I actually find it kind of realistic...]

Is this really an NPC? It felt very realistic before, but this result is a bit too realistic, isn't it?

Sigh, it's actually quite normal; isn't that how it is in companies? If you treat people like budgets...

Okay, that's enough. We're watching a game stream, not having a meeting in the office.

[Damn, this is so true... A budget of 100,000, after getting through the upper and middle levels, only 50,000 is left. And even with 50,000, you still have to split it with those above...]

No, it's different from the company. Inside the company, it's a private matter between you and me, but here it's all publicly displayed on the big screen!

[And the people around me seemed quite used to it.]

I get it now, the fists decide the distribution.

"Taking 50,000 is what I should take. I'll play along with you for the remaining 50,000; it's giving you a chance... right?"

【…】

Looking at the results displayed on the big screen, Liu Ren suddenly felt a little nervous.

Dozens of factions share a mere 50,000 people.

If the threshold for the Martial Arts Festival were lowered, there might be hundreds of factions vying for these 50,000 people.

How outrageous.