Despair!
That feeling of powerless despair washed over all the Westerners.
A sense of unbelievable absurdity permeated their entire beings.
Yves Saint-Zelen was dead!
And his head had been severed by Chen Jiuyang.
The arena, filled with hundreds of thousands of spectators, fell into a deathly silence.
It was only at this moment that they truly understood Chen Jiuyang's ultimate calculation.
The encirclement and calculation using three moves of divine abilities were merely to wear down Yves Saint-Zelen's strength and spirit.
The true killing blow!
Was this divine ability move that Chen Jiuyang had never used before!
Sonic Boom!
The power shockwave of this divine ability move was immense, likely shattering Yves Saint-Zelen's brain and internal organs, causing his instant death.
Then, Chen Jiuyang, almost as an act of revenge, severed Yves Saint-Zelen's head and raised it high!
Like an ancient hunter displaying their prey, he flaunted it to everyone!
After a moment of silence, the entire venue erupted, countless people losing their color.
"Chen Jiuyang... wins..."
The referee's voice was strained.
And then.
"Ohhhhh!!!"
"He won!"
"He won!"
The long-silent sea of red instantly boiled.
Countless Dragon Country citizens wept with joy.
They had broken through the blockade from various Western countries!
"Chen Jiuyang!"
"Awesome!"
"Chen Jiuyang!"
"Invincible!"
"Chen Jiuyang!"
"Victory!"
"Dragon Country!"
"Victory!!!!"
"Oh oh oh oh oh!!!!"
The boiling sea of red cheered.
Dragon Country citizens roared.
"Westerners, smile for me!"
"You! Smile for me!"
"Smile! Damn your mothers!"
"Hahahahaha!"
This time, it was their turn to mock the people from Western countries.
And these people from Western countries had extremely grim expressions, as if their mothers had died.
"Good! Good! Good, good, good!"
Chen Jiuyang had won this match, and even the calm King Yan's eyes shone brightly. He couldn't help but stand up abruptly, repeatedly exclaiming "good" with an excited expression.
"We have finally broken through their encirclement!!!"
The Dragon Capital's Sword Bearer's eyes welled up with tears, flowing like rain.
Back then, King Yan had emerged, only to be stopped here.
And now.
Sixty years later, Chen Jiuyang rose like a meteor.
He had thoroughly fulfilled his promise, carrying on the aspirations of his predecessors, forging ahead with unwavering resolve! Creating new glory!
The sea of red was boiling, cheering!
Chen Jiuyang, emanating golden light, was like a star!
"Chen Jiuyang has declared with his strength that no one can stop his progress!"
"Like a demon-slaying lord descended from the heavens, truly a divine being on earth!"
"Unstoppable!"
Yun Jingbai and Enokifu Honma, with flushed and excited faces, praised Chen Jiuyang on the live broadcast.
In the Martial Rankings World Championship, Western countries could not halt Dragon Country's advance!
"Let us first congratulate contestant Chen Jiuyang on entering the fifth round of the Martial Rankings World Championship!"
"In ten minutes, we will have a live interview with contestant Chen Jiuyang. Please stay tuned!"
"Plop..."
After severing Yves Saint-Zelen's head, Chen Jiuyang, having shown it off, casually discarded it like a dead dog.
This action further humiliated the Western countries, trampling their pride and all their calculations into the ground.
No matter how many schemes you devise, in the face of strength, they are all illusions.
"Pfft—"
Chen Jiuyang's face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He quickly sheathed his saber, retracting the lightning and fire on the stage into the Yan Sheng Saber.
Using the four methods of Lin, Jian Jin, Sui Yu, and Fa to enhance his strength, and maintaining several divine ability moves for over ten hours, even his body was beginning to falter.
Chen Jiuyang staggered as he slowly walked off the stage.
Many Westerners' eyes glinted with killing intent. If they were to kill Chen Jiuyang, this might be the best opportunity.
However, with King Yan and nine other Dragon Country Venerable Realm experts present, as well as the Martial Rankings World Committee, they dared not act rashly.
They could only stare at Chen Jiuyang's retreating figure with murderous gazes, watching him walk safely back to the Martial Rankings arena's preparation area.
The Martial Rankings World Committee announced, "Today's matches are concluded. Tomorrow, the fourth round of the Martial Rankings World Championship will continue."
A single match had taken an entire day, and dusk had already fallen, ushering in the night.
This night was destined to be one of celebration for Dragon Country.
Countless Dragon Country citizens on the island sang their national anthem, their voices soaring and spreading across the entire island, continuing through the night without rest.
...
Live broadcast interview.
Chen Jiuyang's face was slightly pale.
"Contestant Chen Jiuyang, what are your thoughts on this match?" Enokifu Honma asked Chen Jiuyang.
Chen Jiuyang, still wearing the red and white Dragon pattern number nine national team uniform, was in front of the camera.
He pointed to the bloodstains on his uniform and smiled, "My thoughts are not important."
"What's important is that my opponent's blood splattered all over me, and I secured the victory."
"It's that simple."
Chen Jiuyang spoke in a soft voice, and his words were not boastful.
Yet, with the calmest demeanor, he showcased his achievement.
Yun Jingbai asked, "Contestant Chen Jiuyang, after defeating Yves Saint-Zelen, what are your thoughts on the entire Martial Rankings World Championship?"
"Do you have any aspirations for the championship trophy?"
Chen Jiuyang smiled lightly, "If I had no aspirations for the championship trophy, why would I participate in the Martial Rankings World Championship? I might as well retire and farm at home, don't you think?"
"But actually, farming at home and winning the championship trophy seem to be no different. It's just a matter of exerting some effort and waiting for the right time, what do you say?"
"Hahahaha!"
Yun Jingbai and Enokifu Honma, the two women, burst into laughter in front of the entire nation.
Only after defeating Yves Saint-Zelen did they dare to speak of the Martial Rankings World Championship trophy.
Before, they wouldn't even dare to mention it, as there were four major countries targeting them.
"Then we will look forward to contestant Chen Jiuyang bringing us more good news!"
"No problem."
Chen Jiuyang nodded.
The live interview was watched by countless people. Some cheered, some gritted their teeth, and some remained silent.
Chen Jiuyang's hidden move was truly a killing blow. Once trapped in his calculated snare, there was only waiting for the killing blow to descend, with no way to defend.
Who knew what his hidden moves were?
This point alone weighed heavily on the minds of other Martial Rankings contestants.
...
Outside the hotel where the Dragon Country Martial Rankings team resided, countless Dragon Country citizens had gathered, holding the star-and-red flag high, singing their national anthem loudly.
Their voices were high-pitched and excited, repeated again and again.
The entire Martial Rankings Island was filled with the songs of Dragon Country.
Not a single person stepped forward to stop them.
This was the treatment that the Dragon Country Martial Rankings team deserved.
Such melodious and pleasant sounds provided Dragon Country citizens with a strong sense of security, accompanying them into their sleep.