Chapter 527: Song Feng's Choice! One-on-One Arena Match!

"This Wang Mang actually dared to make a move against the Young Lady? He deserved to die!"

"Speaking of which, this Xu Jingming really dared to kill him outright—he's no simple character."

"Looks like his feelings for the Young Lady really weren't an act."

"......"

In the meeting hall, the other members of the Song family who had also seen the news article began whispering among themselves.

The wrath of a ninth-rank Martial Saint is not something just anyone can withstand.

If it were an ordinary prodigy, they would have thought it over again and again before making a move.

And judging by the timing in the article, after Xu Jingming finished the prodigy tournament preliminaries,

he rushed to Sichuan Province without the slightest hesitation, killed Wang Mang, and left in style.

"Xu Jingming..." Song Zhan's expression also darkened.

With Wang Mang dead, the Wang family's marriage alliance request was voided.

He lost his excuse to keep pressuring Song Feng, which meant he no longer had sufficient reason to demand a split of the family.

"Wang Mang is dead—we've lost our last life-saving straw.

In that case, just wait for our Song family businesses to keep declining."

Song Zhan dropped a line, then immediately rose to leave.

However, at that moment Song Feng spoke unhurriedly:

"Big brother, don't you just want to break off on your own? I'll grant your request.

In a bit I can go to the Elder Council and have our Song family businesses split into two separate portions."

Grandfather is dead, yet Song Zhan's ambition has finally come into the open.

And Song Zhan is his elder brother, as well as an eighth-rank Master Zongshi.

If he keeps stirring up trouble within the family later, there's no telling how much more trouble he'll cause.

In that case, it's better to just split the family.

You walk your broad highway, I'll walk my single-plank bridge.

Incidents like this are hardly rare among high-rank ability-user families.

At these words, everyone in the meeting hall was caught off guard—they hadn't expected Clan Leader Song Feng to be so direct.

Song Zhan whipped his head back, his eyes blazing with sudden intensity:

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious."

Song Feng replied calmly, "Let's be clear in advance—the Glory Battle Corps stays with me, and your half of the command authority goes to me as well."

"The Glory Battle Corps stays with you?"

Song Zhan's eyes flickered as he said in a low voice, "The Glory Battle Corps and Radiant Sun Equipment—you're not trying to take both, are you?"

Although the Song family has many businesses spanning nearly all of Great Xia, only two truly matter.

One is the Glory Battle Corps, responsible for hunting fierce beasts in the wilderness, harvesting materials and gathering rare flowers and herbs.

The other is Radiant Sun Equipment Technology Company, responsible for manufacturing all kinds of battle suits and weapons.

If Song Feng wanted both of these, giving him every other business would be utterly meaningless.

"Radiant Sun Equipment is yours. I only want the Glory Battle Corps, plus half of all the other businesses."

Song Feng replied.

On hearing this, Song Zhan immediately suspected he had misheard.

Radiant Sun Equipment's earnings accounted for nearly a third of all the Song family's income!

It even brought in far more than the Glory Battle Corps—how could Song Feng possibly be willing to give it up?

"Fine! It's settled then!" As if afraid Song Feng might change his mind, Song Zhan agreed on the spot.

"Alright, I'll go find the Elder Council in a bit." Song Feng said leisurely.

He was no fool—if things were normal, he would never have given up Radiant Sun Equipment.

But now that Grandfather was dead, Radiant Sun Equipment had become a prime target for attack, and its business scale had plummeted.

It could be foreseen that its earnings would not recover for a long time to come.

The Glory Battle Corps was different, though—those were real, hard combat power!

There were several seventh-rank Master-level ability-users among them.

As long as they kept entering the wilderness to hunt fierce beasts, they could bring in a steady stream of income.

And previously Song Zhan had held half the control; now it would all fall to him, making management far more convenient.

Under Eva's control, public opinion on the internet swiftly swung in Xu Jingming's favor.

Even though Wang Zhen had an entire internet company working for him on his side,

before Eva—an intelligent lifeform—it was simply no contest.

So although Wang Zhen was furious, frantically demanding his internet company scrub the web, he still couldn't turn the tide of public opinion.

And so, it quickly arrived at November 18th—the day the one-on-one matches of the Peak Tournament's arena stage were held.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!......

On the vast arena, the figures of ten thousand advancing contestants appeared one after another.

The hundred million spectators around them roared wildly, cheering on the competitors they supported.

"You are the finest prodigies of Blue Star's younger generation!"

"You also represent Blue Star's future!"

"Who among these many prodigies is the strongest? The final answer will be revealed in the upcoming one-on-one battles!"

A low voice echoed through the arena as a white man in black battle armor hovered silently in midair.

From his aura alone, one could tell he was absolutely a peak ninth-rank esper!

"One-on-one ring matches. Ten thousand contestants will compete simultaneously."

"After the first round, the five thousand advancing contestants will begin the second round."

"And so on. After nine rounds, sixteen slots will be selected to advance directly into the top thirty-two."

"The remaining sixteen slots for the resurrection bracket will be chosen from contestants who pass the sixth round."

Along with the grand voice, a match schedule appeared before Xu Jingming and the others at the same time.

The contestants advancing into the top thirty-two through one-on-one matches would be selected within three days.

Each contestant would have three matches per day.

A quick scan, and Xu Jingming found his first-round opponent on the schedule.

It was a contestant named 'Kras'.

Xu Jingming had no particular impression of this contestant.

In other words, the opponent most likely did not possess an S-rank esper ability, nor was he an especially formidable foe.

"After all, with nine rounds, the probability of running into an expert in the first round is extremely low."

Xu Jingming wasn't too surprised by this.

Against an opponent he had no impression of, a single use of his esper ability would be enough to finish them off instantly.

"Next, all contestants will now be teleported to their one-on-one match rings. Please prepare yourselves.

Spectators may also teleport to the corresponding contestant's match venue to watch."

The man in black battle armor stepped offstage, and the beautiful commentator stepped forward once more.

Immediately after, all contestants vanished from where they stood in an instant, teleported to different match venues.

At the same time, five thousand holographic projection screens appeared simultaneously in midair above the arena.

Spectators could choose to watch from the stands or teleport to the corresponding venue.

"Jingming is at Ring 1245. Let's head over."

Song Qiuyun and the others quickly located Xu Jingming's ring and teleported over.

The remaining spectators also chose their favorite contestants to watch.

The entire arena, which could hold a hundred million spectators, quickly became empty.