Heero came to see if the Shadow Fang had made their move or not. But nothing happened until the last day of the Junior Event.
The Fighter Anteriority went smoothly, which was good. Kang Dong-Woo and Xu Lingxun also made it to the final day. Not only that, but they were both seeded candidates.
Out of 500,000 contestants, only 128 contestants remained on the final day. Out of 128 participants, 20 were seeded.
Kang Dong-Woo's excellent performance made him the 18th seed, while Xu Lingxun was the 20th seed.
Heero and his small family arrived at the arena by Heero Academy's private bus. All the members of Heero Academy followed. Sun Zhou Yi even brought Bai Shuang'er.
The final day of the Junior Event was held in the Hero League's private arena in the core region. Hero Dome was the name of the arena.
When Heero arrived, he was surprised by the size of the arena.
"I wonder if we can build an arena like this..." Heero muttered, amazed at how good the arena was.
The capacity of the arena was 202,000 people. The lower tier could hold 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 press seats and the luxury boxes with up to 1,000 seats.
The Hero Dome was widely known for its inflated custom-made steel panels. At midday, it reflected Sunday, and when darkness fell, it would treat the visitors to a full-colour change of exterior.
As for the interior, there was no need to question it. In such a large arena, the equipment was certainly complete.
Musashi Hirata heard the words of his master. He came closer and whispered, "Master, we can build a bigger arena than this one. I heard that the Hero League spent 2.5 billion WD to build this arena. So we need 5 billion WD to build an arena twice the size of this one!"
He had given his life for his master. So Heero's wish was his wish. As soon as he heard that Heero wanted an arena like this, he immediately thought of giving him a better one.
"Hmm... Let's talk about this later... the first match is about to start..." Heero felt dizzy when he heard the cost of building this arena.
He was rich, but not rich enough to have extra money to build a 2.5 billion WD arena. Maybe he could build one in the future...
'Yes... in the future...'
Bai Xin Yue also overheard the conversation between the master and the disciples. She could not help but roll her eyes. She found them both to be like a child, just like a child who saw candy and wanted one as soon as he saw it.
This time, Heero chose the normal seat and mingled with the other spectators. He could hear the heated discussions of the other spectators, talking about who would be the winner of the junior event.
Each of them had their champion. Seeing how crowded the normal seats were, Heero took Shen Miao and Myung-Hee on his shoulder. Each of them occupied one of his shoulders and they were happy because they had a better view from Heero's shoulder.
Lan Lan was envious, which her father immediately noticed.
"Hehe... Why are you looking at someone else's father? You have your father!" Butcher Wang took his daughter Lan Lan onto his shoulder.
Previously, Bai Xin Yue and Kang Seo-Yeon had reserved a box seat, but on this day, Heero had specifically requested a normal seat.
He found that the joy of watching the match blended with the enthusiastic crowd.
As they reached their seats, the first match began. Out of 128 participants, the match was randomly drawn based on their numbers.
The big screen at the top of the stage showed the first match. It was a match between the number 1 seed against the number 79 competitor.
[ Wu Weimin (#1) vs. Blake (#79) ]
The whole arena erupted in surprise as the crowd shouted "Hoooo..." in unison.
Wu Weimin was 15, a junior prodigy in his final year. A scion of the ancient Wu family. In the core region, the Wu family was the talk of the town, as many prodigies had come from this family.
Wu Weimin's big brother was already an Emperor Class Hero, while the other was about to enter 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 contestants entered the stage.
Wu Weimin's face was expressionless as he walked onto the stage. As for his opponent, he was a foreigner with pale white skin.
As they entered the stage, Blake picked up a spear as his weapon, while Wu Weimin walked without a weapon.
Blake frowned when he saw his opponent. Not taking a weapon meant that his opponent might be a close combat fighter, but not wearing armour meant that his opponent was looking down on him.
The armour was there to protect the contestant, as in the one-on-one match, the contestant was allowed to use a weapon provided by the Hero League.
Before the contestants entered the stage, the committee would ask the contestant to wear the protective gear to avoid a fatal injury that could be caused by the weapon.
However, Wu Weimin did not wear any protective gear on his body. Yang Mushen, who was chosen to be the referee on the final day, also furrowed his brow.
He took a sharp look at the committee under the stage and received the answer: "Contestant Wu Weimin refused to wear protective gear!
Yang Mushen sighed and looked at Wu Weimin, "Contestant Wu Weimin, please follow the rule and wear the protective gear now!"
"Geez, Big Brother Mushen, I don't need to wear protective gear! Protective gear is a nuisance for a few seconds of match," Wu Weimin replied with a grin.
As his words reverberated throughout the arena, the spectators exclaimed in surprise.
However, Yang Mushen continued to glare at Wu Weimin.
"Alright! Alright! I will wear protective gear from the next match on. I'll leave my protective gear in my locker room, so let's play this match without any protective gear,"
Yang Mushen could only sigh at the arrogant Wu Weimin. But he understood that the boy's arrogance came from his skill.
Meanwhile, Blake was flushed with anger. It was a complete humiliation for him. His opponent openly despised him.
Hate and rage mixed in his eyes as he tightened his grip on the spears. As their eyes met, Blake saw that his opponent was smirking at him.
Yang Mushen looked at the two children, noticing that they were ready, and started the match with a shout.
"Start!"
Along with the shout, Blake immediately charged forward with his spear. Seeing this, Yang Mushen shook his head. Swallowed by his emotions, Blake fiercely attacked his opponent.
"Die!"
Blake's movement was quick, he arrived in front of Wu Weimin and immediately sent his spear into Wu Weimin's chest.
Wu Weimin just grinned as he took a slight step back. He struck the spear from below with his palm.
The spear instantly bounced off Wu Weimin's palm. Blake was shocked as he immediately lost his spear. But then a palm covered his face, just as Wu Weimin was about to knock Blake down, Yang Mushen held Wu Weimin's hand and announced, "Wu Weimin wins!