Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain-Chapter 2759 - 2758: Stunned the Whole Audience
As the horn of the war department competition officially sounded, the first battle of the warrior contest began in an atmosphere full of tension and anticipation.
Eighteen top warriors, meticulously selected by various countries like eighteen brilliant stars, each embarked on their destined journey.
Their sole objective was to prove their strength and glory on that unknown and perilous battlefield.
The eighteen battlefields in front of them, each meticulously designed to test the comprehensive abilities of the warriors.
The ordinary Soldier King battlefield was assigned to Battlefield No. 1.
Battlefield No. 1 was a jungle that seemed mundane but concealed lurking dangers.
Deep within the jungle, sunlight barely pierced the dense canopy, casting dappled patches of light and shadow on the ground.
Here, not only were traps and mines meticulously set by humans, but also modern high-tech weapon mechanisms, waiting for those careless intruders.
For ordinary Soldier Kings, this was both a challenge and a stage to showcase their extraordinary skills.
Not only did they need formidable single soldier combat capabilities, but they also needed to master various reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance technologies.
On the other side, the battlefield of martial artists was even more thrilling.
Battlefields 2-5 were for Gold-Realm martial artists. Fields 6-10 were for Martial Arts Masters.
The subsequent battlefield numbers followed this order.
Within the Gold-Realm martial artists’ and Martial Arts Masters’ battlefields, there were various low-level demonic beasts inside.
Though these beasts were not as terrifying as the high-level ones, their vast numbers and diverse attack methods and defense tactics posed a test to the martial artists that was no less fierce than that of human opponents.
They not only had to use their skills to combat the beasts but also learn how to find life force amidst chaos, utilizing the surrounding environment for counterattacks.
As for those Half-Step Earth Realm martial artists and even Grandmaster-level experts, their battlefield proved even more perilous.
Here, the presence of Demon King-level beings became a challenge they must confront.
These Demon Kings not only wielded incredible power but also possessed extraordinary intelligence and combat skills, serving as true trial stones for the strong.
Facing such opponents, even grandmasters dared not be careless; they had to give it their all, applying their profound understanding of the Martial Way and the ultimate skills cultivated over years to survive the Demon King’s trials.
However, no matter which battlefield they were in, the crucial determinants for final rankings lay within those nameplates.
Each contestant received a nameplate representing their identity before the competition began; this nameplate was key to victory.
In the time to follow, they would spare no effort to seize nameplates from others, for only by collecting enough nameplates could they stand out in this brutal competition.
The rules of the Extraterrestrial Battlefield were extremely harsh; life and death mattered not.
Here, there were no moral restraints, only the longing for victory.
Warriors could employ any means, even if it meant killing opponents to take their nameplates; such actions, under the rules, were permitted.
And as warriors from various nations entered their respective battlefields, the competition officially commenced at that instant.
The duration of this battle was one day!
In each battlefield, individuals from various strength tiers from each country participated.
This time, more than 200 countries’ war departments were competing, representing each battlefield, which comprised more than 200 participants.
These individuals were the strongest from each martial arts strength tier within their countries.
Each one was not to be underestimated.
With the referee’s order, the war department competition officially commenced, and all eyes instantly focused on Battlefield No. 1.
They were drawn to the current situation of Battlefield No. 1.
And the Soldier King from Dragon Country’s war department became the focal point of everyone’s attention.
He, a legendary figure who repeatedly achieved feats in countless battles, now stood at Battlefield No. 1’s entrance with resolute and profound eyes.
Before entering the battlefield, he had ingested that drop of blood Lin Dong gave him.
A drop of blood encompassing ancient power and mysterious energy.
This drop of blood was the key for him to stand out in this competition.
After consuming that drop of blood, his body seemed to be filled with an invisible force, and his strength, speed, defense—everything—instantly surged beyond the limits humans could reach.
He felt as if he had become an awakened beast, ready to stir up a storm on this battlefield at any moment.
The battle swiftly began, and he darted through the jungle like a wild horse, every attack precise and fatal.
His opponents, regardless of which country’s elite soldiers they were, appeared so fragile before him.
His strength was sufficient to easily knock opponents down. His speed made opponents unable to track his movements. His defense rendered opponents’ attacks akin to scratching an itch.
During a mere half-hour, he had consecutively defeated contestants from over a dozen countries, seizing nameplates from them.
His count of nameplates surged like a rocket, far ahead of other contestants.
Every victory he attained accompanied the exclamations and admiration of the spectators, as if he was an invincible myth.
"This Dragon Country war department, they’ve produced such a powerful Soldier King this year!" an elderly observer remarked, his eyes filled with surprise and doubt.
"Indeed, that Soldier King participated in the previous competition. But his strength wasn’t nearly as formidable as now. How did he improve so rapidly?" another spectator questioned, his face filled with puzzlement.
"It’s likely what he consumed before the competition gave him power. What exactly was it? Did the Dragon Country war department prepare this trump card for him?" someone speculated, their tone brimming with curiosity and conjecture.
"This time, his trump card is something formidable. If nothing unexpected happens, he should secure first place at Battlefield No. 1."
An experienced referee analyzed, his gaze revealing certainty and expectation for this Soldier King.
"Indeed, compared to others, his strength is practically a demotion strike." another referee agreed, his tone filled with admiration for this Soldier King.
"No one can be his opponent. His trump card is too strong!"
Onlookers discussed fervently, their hearts filled with anticipation for this Soldier King.
Of course, the greatest sentiment was curiosity.
Curious about what his trump card exactly was, that was so strong?
Even the Lightning War God from Yingjiang Country’s war department couldn’t help but glance toward the Dragon Country war department.
He looked at War God Hei Long and couldn’t help but say: "Hei Long, what kind of trump card did your Dragon Country war department give that Soldier King? It’s so strong?"
"It can’t be the kind of drug that temporarily triggers human potential, consuming the warrior’s life and potential, right?"
"Hehe, we have such things in Yingjiang Country too. But we disdain using it. For the sake of a competition, sacrificing the most excellent Soldier King is not fair to them!"
"Nonsense! You disdain using it? We disdain using it even more. This time Dragon Country war department, all contestants’ trump cards were specially prepared by War God Lin. How could they use the kind of drug you mentioned?" War God Hei Long sneered.
Upon hearing this, all eyes turned to Lin Dong again.
Their eyes filled with shock.
Dragon Country war department, all participating soldiers’ trump cards were prepared by him?
Others may not know now, but for Battlefield No. 1, the trump card he prepared for that Soldier King was evidently a demotion strike against other national soldiers.







