Only by challenging the Arena of the Gods and participating in the World's Greatest Martial Arts Tournament can they become unparalleled beauties.
Only then can one win the golden apple that symbolizes supreme beauty.
The battle in the arena was intense and in full swing.
The stands were packed with people, who cheered and shouted, applauding the exciting battle before them.
They were filled with excitement, and cheers echoed throughout the air.
The wave of revelry it sparked even seemed to shake the massive arena.
The selection process for the Arena of Gods will conclude soon.
Which masters will emerge victorious in this arena and participate in the first World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament?
Therefore, everyone is giving their all for this historic moment.
Vega frowned and looked down into the audience.
In the center of the arena stood an unfamiliar woman with a resolute and beautiful face, alluring features, and a cold and aloof gaze.
She is brandishing her long whip, accepting the challenge to advance her rank.
Dozens of soldiers in armor, wielding heavy swords, were slowly approaching her with heavy steps.
Their sharp gazes focused on her mercilessly, slashing fiercely.
The woman moved nimbly among the heavily armored soldiers, her long whip flashing through the air and creating a whooshing sound.
Whenever she wrapped her long whip around a soldier's ankle and threw him to the ground, a burst of excited cheers would erupt from the audience.
Clearly, such a beautiful lady participating in the God's Arena was undoubtedly an attempt to win the legendary recognition of the Golden Apple.
However, she ultimately failed.
Vega witnessed firsthand how the woman's movements became increasingly sluggish, and her lack of stamina made her breathless.
Finally, after stumbling, he was knocked down by an elbow strike from a heavily armored soldier and never got up again.
This level of challenge is only a test for those at the Gold rank.
This suggests that if this woman, who is reasonably good-looking, cannot overcome this hurdle, she will remain a worthless piece of gold for the rest of her life.
Seeing this, Vega couldn't help but ask Victor beside him a question:
"Have you ever considered the possibility that the winner of the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament might actually be a man?"
Of course, Vega didn't really believe that any unexpected interference would appear in this World Martial Arts Tournament.
The number of strong humans in the world is limited, after all, apart from the gods, the upper limit of the strength of other races is already well known.
Even if there are some hidden powerhouses, they cannot surpass the current Viktor.
As things stand, Viktor is not participating in the World Martial Arts Tournament.
The ultimate winner will most likely be one of his two students.
Who says the final golden apple has to be given to the victor?
Victor said calmly, his hands in his pockets.
His deep, obsidian-like eyes were fixed on the defeated woman in the arena, his expression unwavering.
Many viewers who witnessed this scene felt a pang of regret for this aloof and beautiful woman.
After all, the audience doesn't care about those trivial things; they're just there to enjoy the wonderful performance.
Whether they are good-looking or have cool moves, they are all their favorites.
They are content as long as it makes them happy.
"The same principle applies to the golden apple."
Viktor's lips moved slightly as he calmly said:
"Because that's only for the most beautiful women in the world, not for the strongest people in the world."
Are the female contestants participating in the World Martial Arts Tournament and the God's Arena to determine who is the strongest?
Of course not.
Their goal is to showcase their charm and strength to the world.
At the same time, they also hope to defeat their opponents and disqualify them from the competition, thereby reducing the number of candidates vying for the Golden Apple.
For them, being called 'most beautiful' is more attractive than 'strongest'.
Therefore, even a woman like the loser on the field can gain the recognition of the Golden Apple.
Of course, not everyone holds this view.
The person on that incomparably magnificent and grand stone throne, surrounded by diamonds.
It was none other than Aurelian, the Empress of the neighboring Karencia Empire.
Her eyes were cold and indifferent as she stared at the defeated below, her mysterious, star-like pupils showing no sign of wavering.
This aloof demeanor seemed particularly out of place in this rugged arena.
But as the granddaughter of the empire's empress and the kingdom's grand duke, she held a position of great prestige, and no one dared to express dissatisfaction towards her.
Even without these titles, Aurelion's position was unchallenged.
After all, she is currently the only player to have reached the [Master] rank.
He was also the first person to qualify for the World Martial Arts Tournament.
Her abilities are undeniable.
Similarly, the empress's beauty was unparalleled.
A curvaceous figure, and indifferent yet mysterious eyes.
Even without smiling, her perfectly pink lips undoubtedly convinced every audience member present.
Such beauty is unparalleled.
Almost everyone in the audience was convinced that she would win both the Golden Apple and the title of the world's strongest.
But at that moment, the empress merely glanced at another section of the stands.
The gaze finally settled on the woman wearing a mask and a black trench coat.
She stared at the woman's location, paying particular attention to the one-eyed raven perched on her shoulder, her eyes narrowing slightly.
That was Professor Viktor's raven.
Aurelion recognized it immediately.
Furthermore, she had already identified the woman in the trench coat as early as the first day of the competition.
Erica du Chloe.
The other party did not conceal their voice.
Eight years ago, she and Erica had argued about Victor.
Therefore, she has a vivid memory of Erica's voice.
Moreover, the fact that Professor Viktor was not present already speaks volumes.
Do you think that the students you occasionally mentor can surpass me, your direct teacher?
She lowered her head slightly, the stars in her eyes seeming to flow with her words, mysterious and magnificent.
These starlight seemed to transform into a dense totem, bursting forth with an irresistible and fierce majesty.
"I won't let you down, teacher."
"You can only belong to me."
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