Chen Jiuyang's live broadcast response stirred considerable controversy worldwide.
His arrogant words enraged countless people.
Chen Jiuyang's social media accounts were flooded with curses.
However, Chen Jiuyang paid no attention to these insults.
The internet within the Dragon Country was incredibly lively.
"Well said."
"For centuries, our Dragon Country has been humiliated on the Martial Rankings by people from other nations, even branded as the 'Sick Man of East Asia.' To hell with that! These white pigs are the real 'Sick Man of East Asia'! Chen Jiuyang, kill them!"
"How can the people of our Dragon Country forget the suffering of the past centuries? Heh, Chen Jiuyang only mocked them a few words on a live broadcast and they can't handle it, but who has spoken up for the suffering of our Dragon Country over the past centuries?"
"The strength of a nation is ultimately forged through fist after fist. Well fought!"
"These sons of bitches can all be killed, and it wouldn't matter! I'm willing to donate all my assets!"
"I was worried before, after reading foreign media reviews, that this Martial Rankings competition might repeat what happened sixty years ago, but now it seems..."
"Heh, the more I see Chen Jiuyang, the more reassured I feel."
"What's the point of saying so much? Chen Jiuyang can't see it anyway."
The passionate calls from group leaders within the Dragon Country were so high that the Dragon Country Martial Rankings logistics team received a message from higher-ups, asking Chen Jiuyang to log into his social media account and post a message.
"..."
Chen Jiuyang was silent for a moment, feeling a warmth in his heart. His supporters were not just the people present at the venue, but also the countless people of Dragon Country behind him.
"Alright."
Chen Jiuyang nodded in agreement, took out his phone, and logged into the globally used social media platform.
Upon logging in, countless messages exploded, nearly crashing his custom-designed smartphone.
Nickname: Chen Jiuyang
A golden 'V' certification mark in the lower right corner.
Below it were tags identifying his status.
Dragon Country's Sixth Qian King!
Champion of the Asian Martial Rankings Competition!
Champion of the Dragon Country Martial Rankings Competition!
Champion of the Dragon Country Feng Province Martial Rankings Competition!
Champion of the Dragon Country Feng Province Feng City Martial Rankings Competition!
A series of official tags, looking incredibly impressive.
Not a single post, yet eight million followers, with countless people discussing and leaving messages on his main page.
There were hundreds of thousands of topics mentioning him.
Chen Jiuyang held his phone, pondered for a moment, and posted his first update.
"I am a citizen of Dragon Country. We should stand together with our homeland!"
As soon as the message was sent.
The social media platform instantly exploded.
"Holy shit! The real deal actually posted an update!"
"A live Chen Jiuyang, he's alive!"
"Chen Jiuyang, I want to have your babies!"
"The one upstairs is dreaming. Chen Jiuyang is a Qian King, with the privilege of seven wives... um, brother-in-law, my sister is incredibly beautiful, have you considered her?"
"You're already calling him brother-in-law?"
"..."
Seeing these lovely netizens, Chen Jiuyang's internal pressure eased slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips.
He then quietly closed the social media app and focused on preparing for the competition.
On this day, four members of the Dragon Country Martial Rankings team advanced to the third round.
They were Chen Jiuyang, Yan Hongming, Ye Tiannan, and Han Lixuan.
The first three were as expected, but Han Lixuan's sudden rise after entering the Heavenly Realm had attracted much attention.
The Western and American power and technique systems were flashy and full of tricks, but Han Lixuan's tricks were even more numerous. He easily toyed with his opponents before securing victory with little effort.
Ye Tiannan represented the righteous Shu Mountain Holy Land, while Han Lixuan represented the demonic path. He had not disgraced the demonic path; in fact, he had brought it great honor.
After two rounds of matches, the Dragon Country Martial Rankings team had eliminated six players, all Heavenly Realm prodigies. Such combat was undeniably fierce.
But it also proved the saying: there is always someone better, and there is always a higher heaven.
Chen Jiuyang sat calmly, unperturbed. What was there to fear?
In the second round, fifty-three contestants advanced, with one Jamaican contestant fortunately qualifying.
If this trend continued, one contestant would be eliminated from the final four-way contention.
The next day.
At 6:50 AM, everyone gathered again in the hotel lobby.
Waiting for the draw to determine the match pairings for the third round of the Martial Rankings World Championship.
The Dragon Country Martial Rankings team, clad in red and white attire with gold trim, assembled there.
Everyone's expression was solemn.
The third round of matches was of utmost importance.
The large screen lit up, and the profiles of over fifty contestants began to scroll.
"Here it comes!"
Someone whispered, holding their breath.
"Da! Da! Da da!"
Chen Jiuyang's avatar was directly locked on the left side of the screen.
"It's Chen Jiuyang again!"
"Chen Jiuyang has been locked in as the first to appear for two consecutive rounds. They don't want to give him any more time to rest."
"Damn it! Is there a conspiracy here!"
"Yesterday's opponent, Gagalala, was clearly chosen to exploit Chen Jiuyang's weaknesses. Fortunately, Chen Jiuyang's strength is immense, and he passed forcefully!"
"This is clearly a problem with the match-making system."
Many people immediately began to curse, including King Yan and the Dragon Capital Sword Master, who couldn't help but frown.
Chen Jiuyang appearing first in two consecutive rounds clearly suppressed his rest time, and it was too unusual.
But at this critical juncture, causing trouble would be futile.
They could only hope that Chen Jiuyang's strength would see him through these underhanded tactics.
"Da da da da! Da!"
The right side of the screen locked.
It was a middle-aged man with wild eyes, blond hair, and blue eyes.
Many people's pupils contracted instantly.
"Damn!"
"It's Lamia-Villen! The European Union's God of Law!"
"Chen Jiuyang excels in close combat, and this Lamia-Villen has bizarre techniques and excels in long-range combat. This is clearly designed to suppress and counter Chen Jiuyang!"
"There's a hundred percent chance of a conspiracy!"
Suddenly, many people were filled with righteous indignation, feeling it was unbearable.
They were trying every means to get rid of Chen Jiuyang.
"Holy shit! This Lamia-Villen is also causing trouble on social media."
"What did he say?"
"See for yourselves!"
The screen displayed Lamia-Villen's update from three seconds ago.
It read:
"Haha, fighting the 'Sick Man of East Asia' again. This fight will be an easy win. I hope this Dragon Countryman can take a few blows and not die in my hands so quickly."
Upon seeing Lamia-Villen's update, all Dragon Country people were enraged.
Chen Jiuyang's brow furrowed, his eyes filled with chilling intent.
This Lamia-Villen was too arrogant.
And he dared to insult Dragon Country, calling them the "Sick Man of East Asia."
King Yan comforted him, "This is a very low-level provocation, Chen Jiuyang. Don't fall into their trap."
Chen Jiuyang slowly nodded, then silently took out his phone, logged into the social media app, and posted a sentence.
"This time, old and new grudges will be settled together."
Lamia-Villen had previously severely injured a Dragon Country Martial Rankings team member, and now he had posted an update to insult Chen Jiuyang and Dragon Country.
After Chen Jiuyang posted this update, the internet immediately exploded.
Thirty seconds later, Chen Jiuyang posted another update.
"After a thousand cuts, followed by cremation, wouldn't that be more in line with Western burial customs?"