Two days later, the Sky God Treasure event officially began!
Skellige City echoed with rousing pirate music, and Viking-style decorations were everywhere!
On the streets, you could see all sorts of costumes.
Classic Viking pirates, Witchers carrying dual swords, Witches draped in cloaks, and so on.
Many shop entrances displayed huge beer barrels!
Skellige City, amidst the wind and snow, welcomed its grandest and most enthusiastic event.
The cold couldn't hinder people's enthusiasm; rather, it was the wind and snow that ignited their spirits.
The most lively spot was undoubtedly a fighting arena.
Dense crowds surrounded the arena, their expressions excited, shouting from time to time.
"Welcome to the Sky God Treasure Official Event — Viking Roar!!!"
"Oh oh oh!!"
A burly man, about one meter ninety tall, wore a cowhide cloak and a horned helmet, and even his microphone was shaped like a battle-axe.
"Junyi, Junyi! Is it starting?!" Wan Qingyun, in the crowd, tugged at Jiang Junyi's sleeve, her pretty face full of excitement.
"Yes, the festive atmosphere is already exceptionally thick," Jiang Junyi said, patting Wan Qingyun on the head.
"Now, I have received applications from countless warriors! They will be here, using their lives to roar out the most fervent words!"
"Excuse me, please allow me to ask one more question, are your earplugs ready?!"
The Host pulled out earplugs and grinned.
"I wouldn't dare listen to these lads roar like this."
He pointed to his ears: "Everyone must be careful to protect your ears~"
A burst of laughter erupted from the audience.
"Then, without further ado! The Viking Roar preliminary round is about to begin!"
The Host announced loudly, and the crowd below was in high spirits.
"First up! Jack!"
A thin young man walked onto the stage.
The Host raised an eyebrow and asked, "Jack! What made you step onto this arena?"
Jack scratched his head: "I want to... train myself..."
"Very good, your idea is excellent! Now, let's see your courage!"
The Host led Jack to the center of the arena, where a decibel meter was already prepared.
"Within five seconds, your highest volume will be captured by the decibel meter. Please begin your performance!"
Jack took a deep breath, his eyes gradually firming:
"I want to tell my mom..."
"I... am not a coward—!"
Immense power erupted from his slender body, and the numbers on the decibel meter constantly jumped!
It finally settled at 95dB.
"Not bad! You are a great lad. Now, please wait for a moment!" The Host's eyes showed appreciation.
The preliminary rounds of the arena were in full swing, and Jiang Junyi and Wan Qingyun occasionally burst into laughter below the stage.
Some contestants' quotes were simply too abstract.
For example, a filial contestant loudly shouted—My dad dares to eat poop!
The next contestant, even more filial, shouted—My dad can eat two kilograms!
"Now, we have our last contestant. Oh! This is a friend from the East! Please welcome, Junyi Jiang!" The Host's expression brightened.
Hearing his name, Jiang Junyi leaned down and said to Wan Qingyun, "Shall I go up?"
"Mm-hmm! Go for it!" Wan Qingyun clenched her little fists.
"A kiss?"
"Mwah!"
"Go, go quickly!" Wan Qingyun said, her small face flushed.
"Alright!"
Jiang Junyi stretched his neck and stepped onto the arena.
"I heard that the ancient Eastern country possesses mysterious power, is that true?" The Host joked.
"Yes, in our country, if you don't have some skills, you'd be too embarrassed to go out," Jiang Junyi also made a small joke.
"Wow! That's quite cool! Come on, Eastern lad! Let's hear your voice!"
Jiang Junyi walked to the decibel meter and took a deep breath.
His gaze gradually shifted to Wan Qingyun below the stage, and he gave a charmingly evil smile.
Wan Qingyun suddenly felt as if something bad was about to happen!
"Wan Qingyun..."
"I declare my love for you—!"
Jiang Junyi's expression instantly became extremely ferocious as he roared with all his might.
In this battle, victory was the only option!
The decibel meter wildly fluctuated, just like Wan Qingyun's pretty face below the stage, visibly reddening at a noticeable speed.
She covered her face with her hands: So embarrassing!
Five seconds later, the sound gradually subsided.
Only then did the Host step forward: "Everyone, he didn't lie to me! He didn't lie to me!"
"If we weren't wearing earplugs, friends, we might have to book out the entire hospital!"
A burst of laughter immediately erupted from the audience.
"130dB! Holy f*cking sh*t! He is undoubtedly the champion!" The Host raised Jiang Junyi's hand, "Let's cheer for this Eastern friend!"
The lively atmosphere infected Wan Qingyun and Jiang Junyi, both beaming with happy smiles.
"Please proceed to the castle gate. There, you will participate in the finals!"
Jiang Junyi stepped off the stage and pushed Wan Qingyun towards the grandest building in Skellige City—Hela Vick Fort.
"How was it? Are you satisfied with my performance just now?" Jiang Junyi asked with a chuckle.
"It was, it was not bad," Wan Qingyun blushed slightly just thinking about Jiang Junyi saying those words in front of so many people.
Thankfully, it wasn't in Great Xia, otherwise it would have been truly... socially mortifying.
Just as the two were on their way to Hela Vick Fort, they suddenly heard a shout—
"I will protect... Young Master to the death!!!"
Jiang Junyi said with emotion, "Uncle Wu, he really, I could cry!"
Wan Qingyun smiled helplessly, "Uncle Wu is so old, yet he still has to say such... embarrassing slogans..."
Jiang Junyi shrugged, "He said one person wasn't safe enough, and he needed to escort me, so what could I do?"
The two arrived in front of the castle, strolled for a while, and took some photos.
"Young Master," Uncle Wu walked over at this moment.
"You're back, Uncle Wu, how was it?" Jiang Junyi asked with a smile.
"I got it."
"That's great, come help me and Qingyun take pictures!" Jiang Junyi handed the camera to Uncle Wu.
Uncle Wu's eyes lit up; he was good at this!
"Click, click!"
The old man's posture was incredibly agile, using various difficult poses to adapt to the best shooting angles for his Young Master and Young Mistress.
"Buzz—!"
The sound of a Viking horn rang out, like some kind of summons.
People gradually gathered in front of Hela Vick Fort, their expressions filled with excitement.
Soon, the Sky God Treasure champion would be decided!
This year was the year of the tears of heaven crystal bloom.
Champion = Countless riches = Saving the person you want to save
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Flames suddenly rose around the arena, intensifying the fervor of the feast.
"Everyone! Are you ready?!"
"Ready!"
The audience below was ecstatic.
The most primal roars always manage to unleash the exhilaration within people's hearts.
This was not only a contest for the tears of heaven crystal but also a spiritual self-purification.
After the competition, anyone who wanted to go on stage and roar—Skellige welcomed all comers!
"So, the four winners from the preliminary arena will face off in pairs. Finally, the winners will battle to determine the champion!"
"Each person will have two chances to roar!"
"Now, let us welcome the four winners."
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Jiang Junyi and Uncle Wu ascended the arena!
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