Becoming God Of A Dystopian World

With the Open Battle coming to an end, the last hundred were being showered with cheers from all the spectators.

Then they were told to leave the giant stage as there were some things that the elders had to do before the second half of the last part of the tournament could start.

"The Unlimited Combat"

Something that was even more awaited than the Open Battle itself.

[ Disciples Please Leave the Stage! ]

The Elder on the podium announced again.

This announcement was for the sake of just the last few disciples who were still standing in the middle of the giant stage.

Right in the middle,

"You should leave first and we all will go down after you."

Zhao Luo told Xiao Yu in a commanding tone.

"The sole winner of this Open Battle is me, so I will be the last to leave."

Xiao Yu replied with his face tilted upwards.

"Are you a fool? Didn't you hear what the old man said? The last hundred are the winners, there is no such thing as the sole winner."

"Then why do you want me to go down first? You Fool!"

Zhao Luo questioned him but Xiao Yu's immediate answer left him baffled.

He wanted nothing more than to pull away all of Xiao Yu's hair.

That is how much Zhao Luo was frustrated by Xiao Yu's actions.

'It's like, I have suddenly gotten an annoying little brother.'

Zhao Luo thought as a smile appeared on his face.

"Look brother is smiling. I told you that he is enjoying that guy's rudeness."

Pi Hao said to Feng Ma and Si Chen who were looking with slightly mad eyes at Xiao Yu.

"Even if he is enjoying it a loser shouldn't be talking so much."

Feng Ma said loudly as he brought his wine flask close to his lips.

Hearing Feng Ma's words, not only Pi Hao looked at him angrily but Xiao Yu was also looking in his direction.

'Whoosh.'

Zhao Luo took two steps and came in front of Xiao Yu's gaze.

"Little tiger you are right. You should stay here and we shall leave."

Zhao Luo told him with an awkward smile.

Zhao Luo turned around and looked at his subordinates, Si Chen was there.

Pi Hao and Feng Ma were there arguing with each other.

"She is here too."

Zhao Luo stepped towards Mo Anna's direction with a smile on his face.

[ Leave the Giant Stage Right Away ]

The elder on the podium shouted at them with heated eyes.

"These twerps..."

He mumbled while watching Zhao Luo and Xiao Yu running out of the giant stage along with a few others following behind them.

'Finally.'

The elder released a sigh of relief and looked at the crowd as he raised his arm with his fist pointing towards the clouds.

[ The Unlimited Battle Shall Commence In 30 Minutes ]

The Elder announced to everyone present in the Colosseum.

From the most upper rows, many disciples were getting up.

All of them had black badges on their chest, with the lowest level being at eight 'VIII' and many were at levels nine '∆'.

From all four sides, these disciples started descending the Colosseum and were reaching towards the ground where the Giant stage was.

"Why are they coming down?"

Zhao Luo questioned as he looked at so many disciples coming down suddenly while he was standing on one side of the ground.

The hundred disciples who had won the Open Battle all stood at this side.

Zhao Luo also had walked towards this area after getting off the stage with his friends.

Coincidentally Xiao Yu had also followed them.

"Brother they are the thousand disciples who are at the top of the Xin Sect."

Si Chen told Zhao Luo with a nervous tone.

"Ah, I see."

Zhao Luo looked around and found the disciples coming down from all four sides.

He looked calm without a tinge of fear or nervousness covering him.

Cause he wasn't worried about the upcoming fight instead his mind was focused somewhere else.

Si Chen was on his right while from his left a sweet fragrance of roses traveled to his nose.

'Mo Anna.'

Zhao Luo glanced at his left and found her taking glances at her.

'Sheesh.'

A sound was heard as their eyes met each other.

Feng Ma was the culprit behind such a sound.

Between their eyes, Feng Ma suddenly appeared between them.

'Gah.'

Zhao Luo cried out as his momentary happiness was eradicated in a split second by his disciple brother.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Luo questioned Feng Ma as Rose had already turned her head and was now looking straight.

Feng Ma turned his head and gave Zhao Luo a mischievous smile.

"Brother is sister the one who is making your heartbeat so loud?"

Feng Ma said after he brought one of his ears close to Zhao Luo's chest.

He wasn't even lying.

'Ba-Dump'

'Ba-Dump'

'Ba-Dump'

After getting caught red-handed Zhao Luo's heart started beating even more loudly than before.

His eyes went towards Mo Anna who was looking towards somewhere particularly far from their place.

"Cough."

Zhao Luo coughed loudly causing Feng Ma to back away but there was no reaction from Mo Anna.

"Where is she looking at?"

Zhao Luo mumbled while wondering.

He also moved his eyes along the direction of her gaze.

'The Mo Family.'

Zhao Luo looked towards the place where Mo Anna was looking and it was where Royal Mo's were sitting.

"What is he doing?"

Zhao Luo murmured as he looked at Mo Ron who was the leader of the Mo family.

Mo Rong had his head turned forward as he looked directly at Mo Anna while one of his hands was on the other side of his wife's neck, the mother of Mo Anna.

Seeing such a scene caused Mo Anna to quiver.

'Mother.'

She was visibly trembling but tried to hide it.

Her hands were shaking more so especially her right hand which she tried to stop but couldn't.