My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

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Chapter 421: The Chosen One
After King Landhar III’s voice was heard, everyone on stage came to a halt. Non-stage participants appeared agitated, while stage participants like Watson and the others appeared composed. Some people collapsed on the main stage from exhaustion and dehydration, as well. Even if there was another battle, it appeared as if they would be unable to continue fighting.

As the scene unfolded, King Landhar III remained standing to take it all in. He said, “It appears that everyone is exhausted. Let’s take a half-hour break. The second round will begin very soon! It’s a round of elimination. After that, the remaining participants will draw lots. The one who draws the first lot will fight the one who draws the second lot. The one who draws the third lot will fight the one who draws the fourth lot, and so on until the sixteen winners are decided…”

King Landhar III explained the rules above while the contestants below complained.

“There’s only one hour left. That’s too little time!”

“I wasted most of my energy in the battle, and I also suffered a few serious injuries. It’s practically killing me to fight in such a situation. It seems that I’d better forfeit voluntarily.”

Many people had the same thoughts. The vast majority of their attention was drawn to the main stage. Unlike Watson, who could split the stage with ease, they had to fight to get a chance to stay on stage. The hour-long chaos of combat between various foes had depleted their bodies’ reserves of all remaining energy.

The experts who had divided the arena were utterly unaffected by what had happened. They already had a huge advantage over those elites, and that advantage had widened; their chances of winning had shrunk even further.

It was as if King Landhar III could hear what those competitors were thinking; he yelled, “Does anyone feel that the one-hour rest that I have arranged is too short? Do not worry; I will make sure the match is organized fairly! Consequently, I have a little something for everyone. I promise that within an hour, all of you will be back to full strength.”

King Landhar III’s voice summoned a group of golden armored guards, led by Hoen, to the competition site, where they arrived with a tray in hand. They had a pot of wine and a cup of fruit juice in their hands, both from the tray.

“That is the fruit juice and wine made from the Forest of Eternity’s sun and moon gems. That fruit takes its time to develop, soaking them in the Spring of Life’s water for a thousand years. The high concentration of vitality in the wine made from that fruit is excellent for treating injuries quickly. The Holy Dragon Tavern and other taverns in the kingdom do sell that wine, and a bottle would typically cost a tonne of gold. However, His Majesty is kind and generous to share that wine for free! The sun and moon wine is available for those who can drink it, while fruit juice is available for those who cannot.

Hoen’s voice spread far and wide via his aura, and those who heard it had different expressions.

“It is wine made from the fruit of the Forest of Eternity. That wine is familiar to me. The Holy Dragon Tavern does have it for sale. When I first arrived in the city, I was eager to try it, but it was too expensive for me. I did not expect to get it for free from His Majesty,” one of the contestants said.

“That wine has the exact effect that His Majesty said it would have. It certainly has the potential to aid in the healing process for those who have been injured. It can also help those who have not achieved gold-tier strength and awaken the cultivation talent for their light or dark elements. It is great! His Majesty only ever gave the full sun and moon fruits to ten geniuses at a banquet before. I had no idea he would give so many now. No matter how they make the wine, it will still cost a lot of money.”