The final battle of the universe

In the Colosseum Preparation Hall No. 00001, a tense energy hung in the air. As Wang Yi, Luo Feng, and Hong entered together, the other geniuses in the room turned their heads, whispering amongst themselves.

"That's Hong, right? I've heard he's the only one who managed to have a breakthrough in the middle of a ring battle, gaining insight into the laws. His progress over these past three years has been terrifying," one of them murmured.

"And the others with him are Luo Feng and Wang Yi."

"Right! Luo Feng's known as one of the top three in the Ganwu Universe Country, along with that savage, Rong Jun. My teacher says they all have the potential to reach the top 20 in the entire universe!"

"Who's Wang Yi?"

A wave of awe washed over the crowd as someone replied, "Wang Yi is the strongest genius in the Dry Witch Secret Realm! Even the immortal mentors and instructors call him the finest talent to emerge from Dry Witch in hundreds of years!"

In one corner, a hulking figure with wild, unkempt hair cast a challenging glance toward Luo Feng, exuding a sense of raw aggression. Luo Feng, sensing this, met his gaze with equal intensity. The two locked eyes, creating an invisible spark of rivalry.

Wang Yi, watching the scene, noticed other familiar faces from his home realm, but his attention quickly returned to the present. They were about to face their most significant test.

The Virtual Universe Company official finally called, "Everyone, proceed to the arena!" And with that, the 1,000 brightest talents of the Ganwu Universe Country advanced down the passageway into the vast coliseum.

In the middle of the massive arena, a figure of immense size stood waiting for them. The man was a towering eight meters tall, donned in heavy armor and a battle helmet. His presence was like that of a living war god, exuding a blood-curdling aura. His steely gaze swept over the crowd, and a shiver passed through even the most confident of warriors.

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The giant informed them that they had successfully qualified as the elite 1,000 representing the Ganwu Universe Country. They were headed for the Final Battle of the Universe, an event that would pit them against the brightest minds from countless galaxies. He explained that each universe kingdom had different internal selection timelines. Thus, they had a year and a half before the grand showdown of all human geniuses began. During this time, they needed to grow stronger.

As the months passed, Luo Feng honed his abilities, his progress marked by the birth of his second clone, the "Mosha Clan," in October 2069. This new development accelerated his mastery of spatial laws and enhanced his physical abilities, pushing him to new heights. Meanwhile, Hong trained relentlessly on a remote, desolate planet under the strict guidance of his teacher, focusing solely on increasing his strength.

Elsewhere, in the Dry Witch Secret Realm, Wang Yi pushed himself harder than ever. In the vast, empty hall of the Dry Witch Palace, his figure sat meditatively beneath enormous, fire-lit murals etched into the palace walls, drawing insights from the origin laws of space and fire. In the virtual universe, he wielded the Yanshen weapon with unparalleled skill, using his connection to the original law to train rigorously.

In his hands, the Yanshen, a mystical weapon of extraordinary power, danced like butterflies, emanating a soft, red light that twinkled like stars. Each blade moved with an ethereal quality, slipping in and out of space, so that both his mind and vision had to strain to track their precise locations. His mastery of the first level was already complete, and now, with fierce dedication, he progressed to the second stage, Dark Moon. Eighty-one blades whirled about him, each drawing from the laws of space, creating an illusion that was almost impossible to perceive accurately.

September 6, 2070, arrived. Wang Yi had spent the previous night drinking with fellow geniuses at the "Rainbow Hotel," a rare moment of rest before the impending cross-universe battle. Now, standing on his villa's balcony, dressed in his white robe, he looked into the distance at the sun, which glistened off the horizon, casting a golden hue across his face.

The servants moving around the villa glanced up at Wang Yi in reverence. For them, he wasn't just a genius; he was the pride of the Dry Witch Secret Realm, a symbol of invincibility. Even the formidable Luo Feng and the fierce Rong Jun couldn't shake the unassailable image they held of him.

However, even with all the admiration, Wang Yi knew there was one adversary who lingered as a looming shadow over his achievements—a young genius named Bolan. Rumor had it that Bolan's mastery of spatial laws surpassed even that of some universe masters(Atmost at peak of universe level). Wang Yi respected his reputation and saw him as a true challenge.

Finally, with a deep breath, Wang Yi turned from the sun and reentered his villa. Sitting down, he connected his consciousness to the virtual universe. The year and a half of training was over; now was the moment they'd been preparing for: the ultimate battle, where only the most exceptional would prevail.