Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2759: 2758: Stunned the Whole Audience

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Previously on Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain...
War machines descended upon an ancient primitive forest battlefield, artificially divided into eighteen regions encircled by light barriers from Heavenly Realm Martial Artists. Over two hundred countries' warriors assembled, flags fluttering, as the new Heavenly Envoys of Yingjiang, Yoga, Ancient European, and Xiong Countries glared resentfully at Lin Dong for past humiliations. Amid widespread awe at Lin Dong's legendary feats on the Extraterrestrial Battlefield and Five Elements Stele, the five Great Heavenly Envoys jointly announced the War Department Competition's official start, erecting a protective light curtain while contestants surged toward their assigned battlefields.

With the official blare of the war department competition's horn, the warrior contest's inaugural clash erupted in a charged atmosphere brimming with tension and eager suspense.

Eighteen elite warriors, handpicked by nations as dazzling stars, each launched into their fated paths.

Their only goal: to demonstrate their prowess and honor on that mysterious, deadly arena.

The eighteen arenas ahead, crafted with precision to evaluate the warriors' full range of skills.

Battlefield No. 1 hosted the ordinary Soldier King arena.

This jungle looked ordinary yet hid deadly perils within.

Sunlight struggled through the thick foliage overhead, scattering mottled light and shadows across the forest floor.

Besides human-placed traps and mines, advanced tech weapons lay in wait for unwary foes.

For typical Soldier Kings, it served as both a trial and a platform to display their elite talents.

They required not just powerful solo combat prowess but also expertise in scouting and anti-scouting methods.

Meanwhile, the martial artists' arenas ramped up the excitement.

Battlefields 2-5 catered to Gold-Realm martial artists, while 6-10 were for Martial Arts Masters.

Higher numbers continued the pattern.

In the Gold-Realm and Martial Arts Masters' zones lurked various low-tier demonic beasts.

Though less fearsome than advanced ones, their sheer numbers and varied assaults and defenses challenged martial artists as fiercely as human rivals.

Participants had to deploy their techniques against the creatures while spotting survival chances in turmoil and leveraging terrain for retaliation.

For Half-Step Earth Realm martial artists and Grandmaster experts, their arenas grew even deadlier.

Demon King-level entities posed the ultimate test there.

These Demon Kings boasted immense might, sharp wits, and battle savvy, acting as perfect benchmarks for the elite.

Against such foes, even grandmasters couldn't afford sloppiness; they unleashed full power, drawing on deep Martial Way insights and long-honed ultimate techniques to endure the Demon Kings' ordeals.

Yet across all arenas, nameplates decided the ultimate standings.

Every competitor got an identity nameplate before the start; it held the key to triumph.

From then on, they would fight relentlessly to grab others' nameplates, as amassing enough was essential to excel in this savage contest.

Extraterrestrial Battlefield rules were brutally strict; life or death held no weight.

No ethics bound them here—only the drive to win.

Warriors could use any tactic, including slaying foes for nameplates, all allowed by the regulations.

As fighters from diverse nations stepped into their arenas, the event kicked off right then.

This round lasted a full day!

Each arena featured contenders from strength levels across nations.

Over 200 countries' war departments joined, filling each battlefield with more than 200 fighters.

These were the top talents from their nations' respective power tiers.

None could be taken lightly.

At the referee's command, the war department showdown truly started, with all gazes locking onto Battlefield No. 1.

Spotlights turned to the unfolding drama there.

Dragon Country's war department Soldier King drew every eye.

This battle-hardened legend, famed for endless victories, positioned himself at Battlefield No. 1's gateway with steely, deep gaze.

Prior to entry, he swallowed the blood drop from Lin Dong.

A droplet pulsing with primordial might and enigmatic power.

This blood drop was his edge to dominate the contest.

Upon ingestion, an unseen force flooded his frame, boosting strength, speed, defense—everything—far past human bounds.

He sensed himself transformed into a roused predator, poised to unleash chaos on the field.

The fight exploded into motion; he charged through the woods like a untamed stallion, strikes landing with lethal accuracy.

No matter elite troops from any nation, they crumbled before him like paper.

His power felled foes effortlessly. His velocity left them blind to his path. His toughness turned their blows to mere tickles.

In just half an hour, he toppled entrants from over a dozen nations, claiming their nameplates.

His tally skyrocketed, leaving rivals in the dust.

Each win sparked audience gasps and awe, painting him as an unbeatable legend.

“Dragon Country's war department birthed such a mighty Soldier King this year!” an old watcher exclaimed, eyes wide with shock and skepticism.

“True, he competed last time too. But he wasn't anywhere near this strong back then. How'd he surge so fast?” another pondered, face creased in confusion.

“Probably that stuff he took pre-battle boosted him. What was it? Did Dragon Country prep this ace for him?” a voice guessed, laced with intrigue and theories.

“His ace this round is insanely potent. Barring surprises, he'll claim top spot on Battlefield No. 1.”

A veteran referee assessed, eyes gleaming with confidence and hope for the Soldier King.

“Yeah, against others, he's like a realm above—a total mismatch.” another referee nodded, voice rich with respect.

“Nobody matches him. That ace is overpowered!”

Spectators buzzed with talk, hearts swelling with hype for him.

Above all, curiosity burned brightest.

Wondering just what his ace was, to pack such punch?

Even Yingjiang Country's Lightning War God from the war department stole a look at Dragon Country's side.

He eyed War God Hei Long and blurted: “Hei Long, what ace did your Dragon Country war department hand that Soldier King? It's ridiculously strong?”

“Don't tell me it's some drug that forces out human limits at the cost of life and future potential?”

“Hehe, Yingjiang has those too. But we scorn them. Risking a prime Soldier King for one event ain't right!”

“Rubbish! You scorn them? We disdain them more. This time, Dragon Country war department's aces for all entrants came straight from War God Lin. No way they'd touch your shady drugs?” War God Hei Long scoffed.

At those words, stares swung back to Lin Dong.

Shock filled their eyes.

All Dragon Country war department participants' aces, prepared by him?

Folks might not grasp the rest yet, but for Battlefield No. 1, his gift to that Soldier King clearly crushed other nations' troops like a mismatch blow.