“Hey, hey… can't we just play nice?” This sudden, violent assault prompted Feng Bujue to think, "He didn't even say hello before attacking..." He turned to look at Sapo, who was flying towards him at super speed. "Or… is this his way of saying hello…?"

“The Baichang statue was destroyed… but the main quest hasn’t changed…” Elsewhere, Qisha’s first reaction was to check the game menu. “Looks like the Martial Arts Tournament is still continuing…”

“Very good… before my name was even called, a variable appeared.” Huajian inwardly rejoiced. Although she didn't know how the current situation would unfold, as the weakest solo fighter among the five players, she certainly hoped the waters would get as muddy as possible.

“Wh… what’s going on?” As for Xiao Tan, who had just walked off the stage, he just looked around with a confused expression.

Besides them, the remaining player… Ruoyu, who was currently listening to Feng Zhihen's lecture, didn't seem to notice the drastic changes happening around her at all. At this moment, she was lost in the realm of swordsmanship…

*Chi*—*pa, pa.*

The sound of air being torn apart passed, and two figures landed one after the other.

One of them, everyone recognized… Grand Tutor Dong (Dong Zhuo couldn't fly; Sapo had carried him over). He was eight *chi* tall, with a waist ten *wei* around, fat with heavy muscles, a broad face and square mouth, and a large, messy beard that made his appearance even more crude and ferocious. He wore an oddly shaped coronet, golden barbarian lion armor, and a wide crimson robe underneath. In his hand, he held the Asura cleaver… truly a boorish and tyrannical figure.

And the other… no one recognized. He had green hair and jade skin, a feminine face on a male body, and was very delicate and beautiful, with exquisite forehead ornaments and earrings. He wore a combat suit with tight blue triangular shorts, dark blue tight knee-high socks, purple tight sleeves, and a blue cape on his back.

Looking back years later… his style was truly full of landmines. To describe it, this outfit… was like a straight man trying to disguise himself as a gay man, who, due to his poor taste, ended up dressing like a mighty pervert.

“Warriors from various spaces… I, Lord Sapo, hereby announce to you…” Sapo crossed his arms, stood proudly, and said loudly, “The great universe overlord—Lord Frieza, has arrived here…” His eyes swept across everyone's faces. “Submit to our King, and you can save your lives, otherwise… you will be destroyed along with this space!”

“Crazy Bro…” At this time, Cang lowered his voice and said to Feng Bujue, “Do you think there’s any need to negotiate with him?”

“String Controller, rest assured… I have my own way…” Although Feng Bujue said he had a way, he actually had no confidence at all.

Just as Jue-ge was brewing some rhetoric, preparing to step forward and start bluffing, suddenly…

“Sapo… is it…” A deep voice, with a heavy accent, came from the air, like divine words, “Who gave you the right and the courage to interfere with my Martial Arts Tournament?”

Everyone, including Sapo, recognized that the speaker… was Orochi.

*Di di di di*—

Sapo looked up and pressed the power detector a few times. The number displayed on the screen was—600,000.

“Wh… what nonsense…” Sapo was shocked in his heart. “It’s actually higher than Lord Frieza’s first form…” But two seconds later, he calmed down again. “Hmph… but this is also within expectations… If he didn’t have this battle power, he wouldn’t have been able to make so many warriors helpless.” He wiped the cold sweat from his temples and muttered in self-comfort, “Anyway, in front of Lord Frieza’s ‘true power,’ you’re just an ant…”

Thinking of this, Sapo raised his head and shouted, “You’re Orochi, right? Hmph…” He said pretending to be calm, “I think you’re still quite strong… If you can submit to our Lord Frieza…”

“So…” Orochi interrupted Sapo’s words, “Your answer is… Frieza, is that right?”

Clearly, the Demon King was the leader of this conversation.

“Tch… I advise you not to use that tone to directly call out the Great King’s name…” Sapo showed a fierce expression. “Lord Frieza’s strength is on a completely different dimension than someone like you!”

“Is that so…” Orochi’s voice and tone remained unchanged. “That’s good… I am, looking forward to… his arrival.”

As soon as the words fell, a purple light descended from the sky.

The demonic light struck the place where the bronze lion statue had originally been (which had now become a crater) without deviating at all. In the blink of an eye, the purple light solidified and formed a new statue.

“But before he comes…” Two seconds later, Orochi continued, “You better obey my rules.”

“Da… damn…” Sapo squeezed out a few syllables from between his teeth, but due to the other party's pressure, he didn't dare to say more.

As Frieza's right-hand man, Sapo was much smarter than Dodoria, who was simple-minded and bullied the weak. Back then… it was Sapo who suggested to Frieza to exterminate the Saiyans because he was worried that the Saiyans would threaten his position. It can be seen that he was cruel, ruthless, and quite scheming.

Such a person would not suffer immediate losses. He knew very well that Lord Frieza was far away, and if he angered Orochi, his battle power of 24,000 (current form) would be wiped out in minutes. So… he decided to endure it for now.

“Okay… what do you want?” Sapo took a few seconds to adjust his emotions, and then asked.

“Strong ones…” At this moment, Orochi’s tone… changed. This time, he was not talking to Sapo alone, but to everyone around the martial arts stage.

“From now on, the Martial Arts Tournament will be changed to a challenge system.” Orochi continued, “This Mr. Sapo will be the ‘ring defender.’ Anyone who has not been eliminated in the previous duels can go on stage to challenge.” He paused. “The number… each time, one to five people.”

Speaking of this, Zhuge paused. “Sapo, do you have any objections?”

“Hmph… just these guys…” After listening to the rules, Sapo roughly probed the battle power of these people present, and felt no pressure at all. “It doesn’t matter if they all come together…” He gave a very arrogant response. “I’ll just do as you wish, and play with them.”

“Very good…” Orochi continued, “Then… everyone, continue. Before Frieza arrives here, if a challenger can defeat Sapo, then I will immediately descend, and with my own strength… I will fight everyone present, the remaining people… to the death.”

When he finished, the demonic sound stopped.

Around the martial arts stage, it was silent.

Seconds later, discussions began to rise from various places.

And the most heated group of people was undoubtedly String Controller and the many strategists and warriors around him.

“This…” Cang said thoughtfully, “But this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity…”

A strategist with a knife (Shima Sakon) standing beside him nodded and said, “That’s right… as long as we quickly solve this Sapo, we can fight Orochi with the battle power of ‘everyone,’ not ‘ten people.’ In this way… the chances of winning are greatly increased. Once Orochi is killed in battle, the Demon Army, which has lost its ability to resurrect, will be basically vulnerable. At that time, we can quickly capture the Demon City and lift the curse. After the various spaces return to their positions, that Lord Frieza… will not be able to threaten us.”

“Is it really that simple?” Feng Bujue’s attitude, however, was not optimistic. “Since Orochi is confident… that the massive number of Demon Army in Gushi Castle will remain silent, and he will single-handedly challenge all of us present… then it shows that he has at least a 50% or higher chance… of winning.”

“Hmph… It’s just that guy is too arrogant.” Another strategist holding a fighting fan (Ishida Mitsunari) snorted coldly. “I don’t believe that so many unparalleled heroes present will lose to him alone.”

“Speaking of arrogance…” At this time, Jiang Wei raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the ring, “The most urgent task before us is to solve that ‘Lord Sapo’ first.”

As they spoke, Sapo had already leaped up and flew onto the Unparalleled Martial Arts Stage.

“Hmph… as a pre-show entertainment before Lord Frieza arrives, it’s not bad…” He closed his eyes, stood in the center of the ring, and said with arrogant arrogance, “Come on… anyone is fine, let Lord Sapo teach you… what’s the difference between me and you lowly warriors.”

“Madman! Don’t be presumptuous!”

Before Sapo could stand firm, an angry shout came.

*Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh*—

Five figures, from five directions, jumped up and onto the ring at the same time.

The five were all majestic, brave, peerless in martial arts, and unparalleled in the world.

It is said that…

The horse rides Red Hare for a thousand miles, the knife cuts down the Green Dragon through five passes.

The ten-foot serpent spear, the black-faced god, slaughters people and souls in battle.

The fast horse chases the wind with a spear, locking down Dangyang with a million soldiers.

The lion helmet and silver armor, the jade-faced man, the White Tiger Star Lord reincarnated general.

The frost and snow condense in the golden chain armor, living up to the name of the tiger general for thousands of years.

The five who killed onto the martial arts stage were none other than the Five Tiger Generals of Shu—Guan, Zhang, Zhao, Ma, and Huang.

“This match…” At this moment, the reshaped Baichang statue once again announced with its beastly roar, “This match’s challengers… Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, Huang Zhong.”

“Oh?” Sapo looked at the battle power of the five of them through the power detector… ranging from two thousand to three thousand. He immediately showed a sneer. “Hehe… are you five coming to die first? Good…”

*Ping!*

Before Sapo could finish speaking, a strange sound suddenly rose on the ring.

It turned out that… the five unparalleled warriors had activated their Musou at the same time, unleashing a "Super Musou Secret Art" that could only be activated by the combined efforts of the five of them.