Fang Mingquan entered the Martial Hall of his shelter and found a place to sit down. Watching the light in the center of the Martial Hall, he waited for the start of Divinity's Bout.
Although the royal shelter Fang Mingquan was in was a large human shelter with hundreds of thousands of people, there were not many people in the Martial Hall.
Humans in the Second God's Sanctuary were not very interested in Divinity's Bout. When Fang Mingquan was fighting for first place in his shelter, many people came to watch. However, not many people paid attention to Divinity's Bout.
This was because many human contestants would choose to surrender. After all, it was a matter of life and death. Once they found out their opponent was a powerful spirit, they would surrender. After all, humans only had one life, and no one wanted to take the risk.
In particular, there were some particularly strong spirits. Every time there was a Divinity's Bout, there were always people who died because they insisted on fighting. Therefore, Divinity's Bout was not very friendly to the humans of the Second God's Sanctuary. Not many people watched it, unlike the Divinity's Bout in the First God's Sanctuary.
Even the major media outlets only reported on the Divinity's Bout in the Second God's Sanctuary. The final ten Son of God's were all spirits, so all they had to do was make a list.
Generally, the people who came to watch Divinity's Bout were the core members of various factions. These people had the ability and opportunity to attack a spirit shelter. Therefore, watching Divinity's Bout was a good way to understand the strength of the spirits. That way, when they attacked a spirit shelter in the future, they would have a better chance of winning.
The reason Fang Mingquan came to watch Divinity's Bout was because he wanted to see Dollar. Now that Dollar was in the Second God's Sanctuary, perhaps he would join Divinity's Bout as well.
However, even Fang Mingquan did not have much hope. After all, Dollar had only been in the Second God's Sanctuary for a short time. No matter how strong he was, it would be difficult for him to do anything. After all, humans were too weak in the Second God's Sanctuary.
"Fang Mingquan?"
Fang Mingquan was waiting for the Divinity's Bout to start when he suddenly heard someone calling him. He turned around and saw an acquaintance.
"Mister Hua." Fang Mingquan quickly walked over and shook the old man's hand.
Mister Hua's name was Hua Ping. He had been in the Second God's Sanctuary for more than a hundred years. He was one of the earliest evolvers of the human race. He was also in the media industry, so he was Fang Mingquan's senior.
"Are you interested in this War of the Gods?"
Hua Ping looked at Fang Mingquan with surprise. Fang Mingquan was one of the most popular streamers in the Alliance, and he was surprised that he was interested in Divinity's Bout in the Second God's Sanctuary.
After all, the War of the Gods itself did not have a way to record video data, not even a picture could be taken. They could only use text to make news. In addition, the human race's performance in the War of the Gods had always been poor, so the audience was very small. Very few media outlets were willing to do news about this, let alone a popular anchor like Fang Mingquan.
"I'm interested, so I came to take a look.
Elder Hua, are you here for the Battle of the Gods too? "Fang Mingquan asked.
Old Hua smiled and said, "Once every ten years, this is the thirteenth episode of Divinity's Bout in the Second God's Sanctuary. It's just that not many people know about it."
"If that's the case, Elder Hua, why do you still insist on doing this program?" Fang Mingquan asked curiously.
As a member of the media, he actually insisted on doing a program that had no audience. This went against the viewership ratings that the media sought.
For a senior like Hua Ping to do such a program once every ten years, Fang Mingquan was very surprised.
"Viewership is important, but as a member of the media, I think I should do something meaningful for the human race.
Although the human race did not perform very well in the Divinity's Bout in the Second God's Sanctuary, there were many bright spots. Many geniuses emerged each time, and they fought for the rise of the human race. Regardless of success or failure, they were heroes. "
Elder Hua sighed and went on to say, "It's a shame that most people are too utilitarian. They judge a hero based on success or failure. A stage like this, where the human race has failed time and time again, is despised by most people. They don't want to face failure and learn from it.
I record this in the hopes that people in the future will be able to learn something useful in the Divinity's Bout in the Second God's Sanctuary. "
Fang Mingquan couldn't help but respect Hua Ping. A member of the media like this was far too rare. Even Fang Mingquan himself couldn't do something like this. After all, Fang Mingquan was just a commoner. He didn't have such great morals, but that didn't stop him from admiring Hua Ping.
The two of them chatted as they waited for the Divinity's Bout to begin. Aside from them, there were only a few thousand people in the Martial Hall, which could hold a hundred thousand people.
Most of the other human shelters were like this. Aside from the officials of the Alliance and people who wanted to make a difference, ordinary people didn't want to watch the Divinity's Bout.
After ten years, no one cared about the Divinity's Bout.
It was human nature to worship heroes. But before a hero became famous, many people didn't want to dwell on the countless failures that happened. Even in the legends of heroes, those failures were just a passing touch.
When the Divinity's Bout began, the champions of each shelter, including humans and spirits, were teleported into the Martial Hall.
The Martial Hall was unimaginably big, and no one knew how many people it could hold. The Martial Hall in the middle was divided into many smaller Martial Arenas, and it could hold up to ten thousand fights at once.
Humans and spirits were separated from each other in the Divinity's Battleground. No one could get close to each other, so it was impossible for them to fight each other outside of the battleground.
Because there were too many people and spirits in the Martial Hall, it was difficult to find a single person. So, Fang Mingquan kept looking at the list, hoping to find Dollar's name on it.
Hua Ping, who was next to him, was scribbling something down in his notebook. He looked very serious.
"He's really here!"
Fang Mingquan, who was next to him, suddenly screamed in surprise. He saw Dollar's name on the list of matches.
Hua Ping looked at Fang Mingquan with confusion and asked, "Do you have a friend who is going to participate in this Divinity's Bout?"
"Yes."
Fang Mingquan held back his excitement. Although he had never met Dollar in person, and he had never spoken to him, in his heart, Dollar was his friend. He was his best friend, too.
It was an indescribable feeling, but that was how Fang Mingquan felt.
"Which Martial Hall is your friend on? Let me see if his opponent is a spirit," Hua Ping said.
Fang Mingquan quickly gave Hua Ping the number of the Martial Hall Arena. Hua Ping was an expert, so he should be able to tell.
"Dollar and Black Gold. Your friend is not very lucky. His first opponent is a spirit. Black Gold is a very strong royal spirit. His armor is indestructible, and even sacred-blood weapons can't hurt him," Hua Ping said after looking at the list.