178 Fighter Anteriority - Part 6

Heero was coming to see whether the Shadow Fang made their move or not. However, nothing happened until the last day of Junior Event.

The Fighter Anteriority went smoothly which was good. Kang Dong-Woo and Xu Lingxun also proceeded to the last day. Not only that, but the two of them were also included in the seed.

From 500,000 participants left only with 128 participants on the last day. Amongst 128 participants, 20 of them were chosen as seeds.

Kang Dong-Woo's excellent performance made him the 18th seed while Xu Lingxun was the 20th seed.

With the private bus of Heero Academy, Heero came with his small family to the arena. All Heero Academy's members also followed. Sun Zhou Yi even brought Bai Shuang'er with her.

The last day Junior Event was held at the Hero League's private arena which was located in the core region. Hero Dome, it was the name of the arena.

When Heero arrived, he was surprised by how huge the arena was.

"I wonder if we can build an arena like this…" Heero muttered as he was amazed by how good the arena was.

The arena's capacity was for 202,000 people. The lower tier could seat up to 80,000, the middle tier up to 70,000, and the upper-tier up to 45,000.

The total capacity included 5,000 business seats, 1,000 seats for the press, and the luxurious boxes with seating up to 1,000.

Hero Dome was widely known for its inflated special-made steel panels. In the noon, it reflected the Sunday, when the dark came, it would spoil the visitors with a full-color change exterior.

As for the facility inside, there was no need to question it. Such a big arena, the facility was certainly complete.

Musashi Hirata heard his Master's words. He came closer and whispered, "Master, we can build a bigger arena than this one. I heard that to build this arena, the Hero League spent 2.5 billion WD. So we need 5 billion WD to build an arena that is two times bigger than this one!"

He had committed his life for his Master. So, Heero's wish was his wish as well. As soon as he heard Heero wanted an arena like this one, he immediately thought to give a better one.

"Hmm… Let's not talk about this later… the first match is about to start…" Heero was dizzy when he heard the cost to build this arena.

He was rich, but not that rich to have extra money to build a 2.5 billion WD arena. Maybe, in the future, he could build one…

'Yeah… in the future…'

Bai Xin Yue also overheard the talk between the master and the disciples. She could not help but roll her eyes. She found both were like a kid, just like a kid who saw candy and wanted one as soon as they saw it.

This time around, Heero chose the normal seat, blending together with the other spectators. He could hear the other spectators' heated discussion, talking about who would be the victor in the Junior Event.

Each of them had their champ. Looking at how crowded the ordinary seat was, Heero picked Shen Miao and Myung-Hee onto her shoulder. Each of them occupied one of his shoulders and they were happy as they got a clearer view from Heero's shoulder.

Lan Lan was envious which was immediately caught by her father.

"Hehe… Why do you look at someone else's father? You have your father!" Butcher Wang picked his daughter, Lan Lan onto his shoulder.

Before, Bai Xin Yue and Kang Seo-Yeon would book a box seat, but this day, Heero especially requested a normal seat.

He found the joy of watching the match was blending with the enthusiastic crowd.

When they reached their seats, the first match started. From 128 participants, the match was drawn randomly based on their number.

The big screen on the top of the stage showed the first match. It was a match between the number 1 seed against participant number 79.

[ Wu Weimin (No.1) vs Blake (No.79) ]

The whole arena ruptured in surprise, the spectators exclaimed "Hoooo…" in unison.

Wu Weimin was 15, a junior prodigy in his last year. A scion of the ancient family, the Wu Family. In the core region, the Wu Family was the topic as many prodigies were born from this family.

Wu Weimin's big brother was already Emperor Class Hero while the other one would enter the Emperor Class this year.

Yes, Wu Weimin's big brothers were Wu Jiang Shan, Emperor Class Hero - Rank 21, and Wu Shen Lei, Gold Class Hero - Rank 3.

After the two names appeared on the screens, two participants entered the stage.

Wu Weimin was having an expressionless look plastered on his face as he proceeded to stage. As for his opponent, he was a foreigner with white pale skin.

As they entered the stage, Blake took a spear as his weapon while Wu Weimin proceeded without picking a weapon.

Blake frowned upon seeing his opponent. Not picking a weapon his opponent could be a close combat fighter, but not wearing a protective meant his opponent was looking down on him.

The protective gear was to protect the participant as in the one on one match, the participant was allowed to use a weapon provided by the Hero League.

Before the participants entered the stage, the committee would ask the participant to wear protective gear, avoiding a fatal injury that could be made by the weapon.

However, Wu Weimin did not wear protective gear on his body. Yang Mushen who was chosen to be a referee on the final day also furrowed his brows.

He shot a sharp look at the committee below the stage and he got the answer, "Participant Wu Weimin refused to wear protective gear!"

Yang Mushen sighed and looked at Wu Weimin, "Participant Wu Weimin, please follow the rule and wear protective gear now!"

"Geez, Big Brother Mushen, I don't need to wear protective gear! Protective gear is a nuisance for a few seconds match," Wu Weimin replied with a grin.

As his words broadcast to the whole arena, the spectators exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Mushen however kept glaring at Wu Weimin.

"Alright! Alright! I will wear protective gear starting next match. I leave my protective gear in my locker room, so let's proceed this match without protective gear, "

Yang Mushen could only let out a sigh at the arrogant Wu Weimin. But he understood that the kid's arrogance came from his skill.

Meanwhile, Blake was red in anger. It was an utter humiliation for him. His opponent was despising him openly.

Hatred and fury mixed in his eyes as he gripped the spears tighter. When their eyes met, Blake saw his opponent smirked at him.

Yang Mushen looked at the two kids, noticing the two kids were ready, he started the match with a shout of his mouth.

"Start!"

Along with the shout, Blake immediately charged forward with his spear. Looking at this, Yang Mushen shook his head. Blake was swallowed by his emotion, attacking his opponent hot-headedly.

"Die!"

Blake's movement was fast, he arrived before Wu Weimin and immediately sent a thrust to Wu Weimin's chest with his spear.

Wu Weimin merely grinned as he took a light step back. He slapped the spear from below with his palm.

The spear instantly flung up Wu Weimin's palm. Blake was shocked as he instantly lost his spear. But then, a palm covered his face, just as Wu Weimin about to slam Blake down, Yang Mushen held Wu Weimin's hand and announced, "Wu Weimin wins!"