On the arena stage, those slower ghosts who failed to dodge were injured by the ghostly energy emanating from the armor's seams.
Traces of melting appeared on their skin's surface.
This showed how potent that blast of energy was.
"Go! Go!"
"Don't chicken out, there are no chicken ghosts in our Ghost City!"
"If you can't even dodge this, you're no good. I'm going up to beat him!"
More and more ghosts climbed onto the arena, only to be beaten down by the reigning champion, then get back up and continue fighting.
However, once a ghost was thrown off the arena, they couldn't get back on a second time.
These ghosts surrounded the champion in the very center.
Some attacked directly, while others crouched low, like leopards hunting, suddenly pouncing.
No one held back; it was all-out combat!
Just as Li said, as long as they didn't die, it was fine!
The entire battle was fierce, and the ghosts on the arena were constantly changing.
...
"6666, Nan Dian's skills look so cool!"
"It makes me want to learn too! Ahhh, my chuunibyo soul is awakening!"
"Summoning a divine dragon? (doge)"
"Isn't this my dream? Wuwuwu (ΩДΩ)"
For half the day, Jiang Lin hadn't moved, and the livestream's camera had remained focused on the arena.
But the viewers in the livestream chat kept growing.
While Jiang Lin watched the arena matches, the viewers were also busy entertaining themselves.
Some drew, others took notes.
Among them, the most active were the chuunibyo souls.
Previously,
viewers had only seen these moves in cultivation novels and anime, never expecting to witness them in reality!
Most importantly, this wasn't a rehearsal, not a rehearsal!
After all, who hasn't had a youth?
Who doesn't have a fantasy dream in their heart?
And now, they discovered that the world they lived in was itself fantastical!
Those cool moves and skills were not dreams!
[Burn, youths!][If you're brothers, hurry and enter!]
[Summoning a divine dragon isn't this exciting!][Real combat! This isn't a rehearsal!]
Links and titles were shared by viewers into their own circles.
[Anime Circle][Dimension Circle][Chuunibyo Circle]...
"I heard you can see real dimensional duels here, so I came."
"I'm here, brothers. (Summon Divine Dragon jpg.)"
"Holy crap, isn't this more exciting than Boruto?"
"Come, with me, left hand a slow-motion, right hand a slow-motion..."
...
"Not a rehearsal?"
In front of his computer, Peng Bai chuckled and shook his head in amusement.
Peng Bai was a chuunibyo youth in his younger years, and a senior veteran in the circles.
But as he got older, graduated, and started working,
after witnessing the true nature of this world, his chuunibyo soul gradually faded.
This world had no divine dragons, no Sharingan.
Nor did it possess any fantastical summoning abilities.
What existed were only money and power.
The drudgery of life.
The reason he still kept the chuunibyo circle was to preserve a memento for himself.
Recently, during the Lunar New Year, Peng Bai finally had some free time to relax.
When he was sending files to someone earlier, he saw these circles, and it felt like he was remembering the past. Da Feng Novel Network.
Looking at the link before him, he smiled, assuming it was probably some cosplayers or edited content.
Since he had nothing else to do today, he moved his mouse and clicked to revisit his silly youth.
[System Notification: You have entered the 'Live Stream: Daily Healing in the Underworld' broadcast room.]
As soon as he entered, Peng Bai saw the Scarred Ghost conjuring a bone blade in his hand.
Because the livestream's small orb kept changing its position, the details displayed were even more comprehensive.
Watching the livestream, the agile movements of those people, and the strange techniques...
Peng Bai felt a bit confused.
Was this staged?
Or was it edited in post-production?
No, this seemed to be a live broadcast in real-time?
As the livestream footage changed, Peng Bai saw those 'people' excitedly flying in the air.
And on the arena stage, those people landing lightly in mid-air as they dodged...
Were livestreams this good now?
The combat movements were so fluid?!
Suddenly, Peng Bai's gaze sharpened.
He saw someone whose leg had been severed and then thrown off the arena.
The scene was somewhat horrifying, and he thought to himself that this livestream was too violent.
Just as he was about to exit the livestream, he saw the person who was thrown off pick up their leg from the ground and directly reattach it to the severed stump.
...It reattached.
And in no time, they were running around again.
"..."
Peng Bai was momentarily bewildered.
This seemed... quite magical.
However, regardless of whether it was real or not, the duels on stage were truly spectacular.
In his memory, many anime could not achieve such fluidity and intensity.
Just as Peng Bai was becoming more engrossed, a voice sounded from behind him, soft and lingering.
"Dad, didn't you say all this was fake and that I wasn't allowed to watch?"
The teenage boy, who had just started high school, looked at his father with a wistful expression. Just two days ago, his father had criticized him.
Saying that all this was fake, that watching it wouldn't increase his knowledge, and that it was a waste of time.
He never expected his father to turn around and secretly watch it in his study.
Peng Bai was startled by the voice, and upon turning around to see his son, his face showed a hint of embarrassment.
"I just accidentally clicked on it and was about to exit."
Peng Xiaomo pouted, "Don't lie, Dad. I've been watching you for ten minutes and you didn't notice. Besides, this match is really exciting."
Hearing this, Peng Bai's embarrassment deepened. "I won't watch, I won't watch anymore..."
Peng Xiaomo's eyes suddenly lit up. "Dad, I'm telling you, this is all real. If you don't believe me, look, there's even official media certification online!"
If he could make his father believe this was real, then they could watch together from now on, wouldn't that be wonderful?
And he wouldn't have to worry about his phone being confiscated at any time.
"Official media certification? You're kidding me!"
Peng Bai scoffed, he didn't believe this.
"Here, take my phone and show me!"
Peng Bai said with great confidence.
Official certification was no laughing matter.
Peng Xiaomo took the phone, did some operations, and then looked at his father's reaction with anticipation.
As he watched, he noticed his father's expression becoming serious.
Then he started to show shock—holy crap—and then horror...
As he watched, Peng Xiaomo suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Dad, are you okay?"
He had barely uttered "Dad" when, in the next second, he saw his father's eyes roll back, and he fainted dead away.
"Dad!"
Now, it was Peng Xiaomo's turn to be horrified.
What happened?!
.........