Yes, I became a god just by exercising.

Chapter 220 Unexpected Situation: Someone Dares to Disrupt the Super Fighting Grand Prix? Xia Fa's Response!
"They really are young people..."

Xia Fa maintained his tough-guy image, remaining unmoved by Tefaro's provocative gaze, only giving him a cold glance in return.

But Xia Fa was somewhat surprised.

The power of Thephalos is unparalleled even among angels.

At the same time, Tefaro was also quite young, and with just a little bit of performance, he couldn't suppress his desire to win the championship, and was eager to test his reaction to the strength that He had just shown.

There is no doubt that Tefaro sees himself as the biggest obstacle on his path to the championship.

However, quite coincidentally, Xia Fa thought the same thing.

"Wait...maybe not. Maybe He's deliberately acting innocent and naive to lower my guard..."

Shaphat knew very little about Thephalos; he had only heard His name from Alexander the first time.

This is not Xia Fa's fault. After all, before going to sea, he was just an insignificant low-level clergyman in the Silver Church.

Let alone a top-tier angel-level overlord like Tefal, he had never even come into contact with Avalon.

From another perspective, would Ethan and Fensne, both low-ranking clergy members of the Silver Church, have had the opportunity to come into contact with Avalon and others who have entered the Earthly Kingdom of the [Silver Universe]?

It's no exaggeration to say that you'll never have the chance in your entire life; it's almost unheard of.

After all, none of the people they knew had access to such high-end circles.

Even Alexander, in the earthly divine realm of the [Silver Universe], seems to have had little interaction with Thephalo and doesn't seem to know him well.

Of course, this is mainly because there is a significant difference in strength between Alexander and Tefal, so they can't play in the same circle...

"Putting everything else aside, if we really meet in the semifinals or even the finals, we must be careful not to enter the range of His starry-colored bubbles..."

Xia Fa briefly analyzed the intelligence and information he had obtained while watching the match between Tefal and Michel.

The [High-Dimensional Cutting] technique, a divine combat method originating from the [Silver Universe], currently has an unknown range, but one of its effects is clear.

That is, within a certain range, it can ignore distance and perform cuts that are almost impossible to defend against.

It's important to know that Michelle was the signatory of the overlord-level secret pact of the "Primal Stomach," and judging from the number of strange and supernatural creature patterns on his six wings, he had already devoured and absorbed at least a hundred strange and supernatural creatures.

In this state, when Michelle enters the "Primal Mystery" state, her perception and ability to deal with threats far exceed the scope of humans and demi-humans.
It is almost equivalent to having the combined perception range and defensive capabilities of all the strange and supernatural creatures that He devoured.

In this situation, Michelle not only failed to sense Tefalo's [High-Dimensional Cut] in advance, but was also completely unable to defend against it.

Xia Fa once again truly realized the power of the divine battle tactics.

Truly, this is a method created by the gods...

And the name "High-Dimensional Cutting" is really fitting. Cutting from a high-dimensional perspective, how could Michelle possibly defend against it?

"Those star-shaped bubbles and high-dimensional cutting seem to be able to work together in some way..."

In this Super Fighting Grand Prix, considering only those who have signed with the Gate of Stars, Xia Fa estimates that only himself and Tefaro are among them.

Therefore, as a fellow signatory of the Gate of Stars, he was able to sense situations that others could not.

For example, just now, every time Tefal swung his sword, he could vaguely sense abnormal spatial fluctuations within the star bubble.

But it makes sense. If the stellar bubble didn't enhance the cutting of higher dimensions, why would Tefal deliberately use it? Wouldn't that be like revealing one of his trump cards for nothing?
In other words, that stellar bubble could absolutely form a terrifying combined offensive with the high-dimensional cutting.

"We absolutely must not enter the area covered by the atmospheric bubble of His Star..."

Xia Fa secretly gave himself a heads-up again, making sure he remembered this point.

Of course, he also understood that it was absolutely impossible for others to escape the Tefaloo star's air bubble, so Michelle's decision to enter the state of Primal Secrets from the beginning and launch a close-range attack was an extremely wise choice.

Because once Tefal enters his Star Power form, he can easily catch up with any opponent on the metal ring using only his "Star Power" and "Flash" abilities, and Michelle certainly can't escape either.

The Gate of Stars is not only extremely powerful for survival and escape, but it is also the most unsolvable of the ten overlord-level secret contracts when used for pursuit.

Fortunately, if I really face Tefal in the arena, I can use the secret abilities of "Star Power," "Flash," and "Star Silver Flash" to play hide-and-seek with Tefal and not necessarily be caught by him.

"Wow! What a short but exciting battle!"

Just then, the commentator's passionate voice rang out, resounding throughout the venue through the loudspeaker.

"Tefaro's strength is truly impressive, and of course, Michel is very courageous!"

On the metal arena, Michelle, who had just had her six severed wings reattached, almost coughed up blood upon hearing this.

This once arrogant young overlord of the Winged Race, who looked down on everyone, now has only one thought...

"I want to go home, Mom..."

First, he was almost killed by Caesar's sword and then blown up, and then he was so easily defeated by Tefal. Michel, who had always had a smooth life, realized for the first time what the wickedness of the world was.

Just as the clan leader once said, the waters of the extraordinary world... are indeed far too deep.

Seeing that the match was over, Michelle felt embarrassed to stay any longer, and her figure blurred in place, disappearing in an instant like a wisp of smoke.

Then, the crowd watching from the decks of the pirate ships heard a sound of something being overturned coming from a cabin on one of the ships behind them.

Judging from the appearance, it was probably Michelle who went into that cabin.

"Hahahaha, bro, do you think this guy is too ashamed to show his face after losing so badly?"

Alexander couldn't help but burst into laughter. After all, seeing his enemy suffer a setback made him happy.

Even if His own strength is actually comparable to Michel's, He will likely face a similar fate...

Xia's tone was calm:

"That's normal. After all, there are so many viewers across the universe watching. If you lost so miserably, would you have the face to show your face in public?"

Alexander actually considered it for a moment, then immediately shuddered as if disgusted and shook his head:

"No...don't dare..."

Xiafa chuckled inwardly, but didn't continue joking with Alexander.

Actually, he hadn't been trying to maintain a tough guy image in front of Alexander before, but now that so many people were watching, he still had to keep up the pretense.

"Alright, next, let's welcome... the two contestants for the third round!"

In the commentary booth, the physical commentator waved his hand and continued to host the match with a face full of excitement.

It seems that even for him, being able to commentate on such a match is a once-in-a-century opportunity, and it's worth giving it his all.

But it makes sense, since the commentator is a physical being, someone that neither humans nor demi-humans dare to easily provoke, an endlessly mysterious and powerful being, just like any other physical being.

But the commentary he usually provides is mostly about ordinary people's football and basketball games, as well as underground fighting competitions.

Now, he is more than happy to personally commentate on the fighting grand prix of the angel-level overlords.

"This contestant is quite mysterious, as he comes from the earthly divine kingdom of the [Paradox Clown]."

"Moreover, he also earned the title of one of the twelve clowns!"

"Then, let's welcome... the Clown of Laughter!!!"

As the commentator finished speaking, a burst of smoke suddenly erupted from the metal arena with a "bang".

From within the smoke, a tall, thin figure slowly emerged, holding a poisoned dagger in both hands, his face painted with exaggerated greasepaint, and a red nose.

In that instant, the cheers and shouts from the audience outside the golden barrier suddenly became several times more intense!
"The Laughing Clown? My God, did I hear that right? The Laughing Clown from the Church of Paradox is actually participating in this Super Fighting Grand Prix?"

"Hahahaha, this is unbelievable! When I get back, I wonder how envious my friends will be of me for having watched the competition in person. They'll be laughing their heads off!"

"I originally thought Tefal would definitely win the championship, but now it's not certain. If the Joker of Laughter were to make a move... almost no one in the same rank would be his match!"

"This is amazing! I can't wait to see the Joker of Laughter fight Caesar or Tefal!"

"Go, go, clown of laughter! Go, go, clown of laughter!"

On the deck of the pirate ship, Shafa and Alexander exchanged a glance, both understanding why the audience was suddenly so excited.

Because, within the Paradox Church under the command of the Paradox Clown, the highest-ranking figure is none other than Emperor Sharatul, who is second only to God.

Like Pope Hercules of the Absolute Church, Emperor Sharatul of the Church of Paradox is a figure who stands at the pinnacle of the extraordinary world and is known to everyone in the universe.

However, unlike other churches, under Emperor Sharatul, there is a mysterious organization called the "Twelve Clowns".

The twelve clowns, led by the Clown King, include the Funny Clown, the Devil Clown, the Deadly Clown, and so on.

Of course, the difference is that the Twelve Clowns will be updated and replaced, and the most powerful beings in each generation of the Church of Paradox will be selected to inherit their respective titles.

Therefore, the audience members present immediately understood how powerful this contestant must be upon hearing the title "The Clown of Laughter".

That's almost equivalent to being one of the most powerful young people in this generation of the Church of Paradoxes!

The Laughing Clown stood on the metal ring, his expression neither comical nor sad, but extremely calm, as if quietly waiting for his opponent to appear.

Only the emerald dagger that He held in his hands, held back, reflected a chilling light under the sunlight.

Xia Fa stared at the Laughing Clown's face with increasing curiosity, feeling that it looked somewhat like his own... "Damn, could this be an illegitimate child left behind by my father's past affairs?"

If that's really the case, then it's a bit too dramatic...

The main reason is that Xia Fa had never heard of his grandfather having any brothers or sisters, and his father was also an only child.

In other words, their family has been a single-line family for three generations, and they have lived in the small town of Rum for decades.

But coincidentally, this clown who was making a fuss looked a bit like him. Moreover, he didn't look like his mother. His features not only resembled his own, but also his father and grandfather.

Especially his nose, which was so straight and prominent, and his eyebrows and eyes, which were so bright and piercing.

So, after thinking it over, it seems that the only explanation is the romantic entanglements left by his father.

Xia Fa grew increasingly curious and decided to wait until the Super Fighting Grand Prix ended before making contact with the Laughing Clown and seeing if he could find out anything.

"Alright, the Clown of Laughter has made his entrance. Now, let's welcome our next contestant..."

"...Jack Snofaco!"

Upon hearing this name, the audience looked bewildered, clearly having never heard of it before.

The next moment, on the metal arena, opposite the Laughing Clown, a middle-aged man in a black trench coat appeared.

This middle-aged man looked quite dashing, with two long firearms slung at his waist. He looked even more like a Western cowboy than Caesar, who was incarnate as Xia Fa, and had a bit of a Western wanderer vibe.

However, not only did the audience not recognize this middle-aged man, but the group of young overlords had never seen him before either.

It seems this is an angel from a secret organization, probably having received news of the imminent emergence of the Golden Beacon Scroll and trying to take advantage of the chaos, or perhaps having been tasked by the organization to steal it.

But unexpectedly, he was forced to participate in this Super Fighting Grand Prix.

The clown's gaze sharpened as he looked at the middle-aged man. Though his expression remained calm, he was not at all off guard.

It seems that as soon as the commentator announces the start of the match, he will take action without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, the middle-aged man raised his hands without hesitation.

"I surrender."

In that instant, a brief silence fell both inside and outside the golden barrier.

Immediately, a clamor erupted!

"No way, what's going on?"

"Jack Snowflake just gave up so easily?"

"You're such a coward!"

"Sigh, there's nothing we can do about it. He doesn't even seem to be a ruler, just an ordinary angel. Faced with the Laughing Clown, can he just admit defeat and wait to die?"

“That’s right, the Laughing Clown might not show mercy like Tefal.”

"You've really gotten cocky, huh? Just some ordinary angel? How dare you, a superhuman at the fungal level, say something like that?"

"I do what I want, what's it to you!"

"Jack Snowflake... that name will probably become the subject of ridicule from now on. He doesn't even have the courage to fight. He's not even as good as Michelle, hahaha!"

A chorus of boos erupted, all directed at Jack Snowflake.

But the middle-aged man in the trench coat named Jack Snowflake, without batting an eye, flew straight back to the pirate ship.

Faced with the deafening boos from the audience, he didn't hide in the cabin like Michelle did. Instead, he stood in a corner on the pirate ship's deck and continued to watch the rest of the match silently.

Seeing this, the clown didn't react. Suddenly, smoke billowed up from beneath his feet, and in the next moment, he was back on the pirate ship, standing with Tefal and the painter.

In just a short while, He had already gotten to know Terfaleau and the painter; it was unclear who had taken the initiative.

"What a pity. I was hoping to use this opportunity to glean some information about the Laughing Clown, especially the overlord-level secret contract he signed, and what kind of divine battle techniques he has mastered..."

Xia Fa shook his head secretly, clearly not expecting that Jack Snowflake would admit defeat so bluntly.

The competition then proceeded as scheduled.

Of the thirty-two contestants present, all except Shafa were angels.

Even so, only five are truly famous: Tefalo, Casimir, the painter, the clown who laughs, and the one-act actor.

Therefore, when other angel-level overlords or angels face off, the competition is still very exciting, but the audience is obviously not as interested, especially those angels and even those with the status of rulers. They obviously only want to see the top angel-level overlords fight each other.

Although Xia Fa dared not let his guard down and tried his best to collect information on every contestant who appeared on the arena, the more he looked, the more he realized that apart from those five, the others posed no threat to him.

Soon, the first round of matches reached its final two games.

"Brother, I'm really scared now. I don't think I can walk with you any longer."

Beside the mechanical massage chair where Xia Fa was sitting, Alexander murmured with a regretful expression.

At first, Alexander was full of excitement, hoping to encounter an opponent of moderate strength, defeat them, show off his power in front of the audience across the universe, and then advance to the next round.

But gradually, seeing that it was never his turn, he became a little impatient.

But just now, after the list of participants for the penultimate match of the first round was announced, Alexander became completely dejected.

The reason is simple: with the penultimate round taking place, only four players remain who haven't yet participated.

They are Alexander himself, the painter, the one-man actor, and a guy who hasn't shown up yet.

Oh wait, the one-man show actor also didn't appear. This young overlord from the "Church of Destiny" was the most mysterious person present, staying in the cabin the whole time.

"Unless it's a painter facing off against a one-man show actor, allowing me to fight another angel, otherwise... I'd better just admit defeat. What do you think, brother?"

Alexander, with an inquiring attitude, sought Xiafa's opinion.

Xia Fa had not expected that Alexander's awareness was so high.

In fact, after witnessing firsthand how Tefal had utterly crushed Michel, Chafa also felt that if Alexander were to face a painter or a one-man show actor, he would be better off simply conceding defeat.

Especially when it comes to painters.

Xia Fa already knew that the painter had signed a top-tier secret agreement with "Fairy Tale World," and he himself was quite familiar with the various capabilities of Fairy Tale World.

In other words, it's unclear what the painter's understanding of the "anti-reality" divine tactics of the deity "Temporary Reality" is.

In that case, there would be no need for Alexander to risk his life to force out the painter's information for him.

"Hmm...it's up to you, but staying alive is the most important thing."

Shaphat did not want to influence Alexander's choice, so he replied with this statement, deciding to leave the choice to Alexander himself.

Alexander nodded solemnly:
"Okay, then I'll—"

"The first round of the competition has quickly progressed to the penultimate match. Time really flies."

"Now, let's welcome... Alexander, and the painter!"

The commentator's voice suddenly interrupted Alexander's words.

Alexander's face paled, and he lowered his head and sighed softly. Two blue-white flames shot out from his pair of giant mechanical arms, propelling him into the air and flying towards the arena.

A few seconds later, He flew back.

That's right, Alexander very bluntly... chose to admit defeat.

The audience had stopped booing Alexander by this point, because the middle-aged man in the black trench coat had started by conceding defeat, and in the next dozen or so matches, three others also conceded defeat. All of them were angels who had faced an angel-level overlord, so they simply chose to give up.

Therefore, seeing Alexander's situation, and facing the extremely powerful angel-level overlord "The Painter," the audience could even understand His choice.

As the penultimate match came to a close, the audience became increasingly excited.

Because of the six favorites in this Super Fighting Grand Prix—Kazimir, Tefaro, The Painter, The Clown of Laughter, One-Act Actor, and the suddenly rising dark horse Caesar—only One-Act Actor hasn't appeared yet.

Ironically, this one-act actor is the most mysterious of the six popular contestants, and no one has seen his true face yet!

And soon... He'll have to go on stage!
What do the one-act actors look like? What kind of top-level secret contract did they sign? What kind of divine battle tactics do they possess?
To be honest, not only were the audience curious, but Xia Fa was also very curious.

boom!
But just then, a tremendously loud explosion suddenly came from one of the pirate ships behind the group of young overlords.

Immediately, a strong smell of blood filled the air.

Everyone, including Xia Fa, was taken aback and turned to look at them.

Everyone was very puzzled, after all, this was a super fighting grand prix created by the Golden Beacon Scroll, and they had invited the commentator to host it.

In this situation, who would be so reckless as to cause trouble at such a time?
If this disrupts the competition, to put it dramatically, unless the nine great gods intervene, no one can protect the disruptor.

Squeak-!
The jarring sound of the wooden cabin door opening echoed from the shaking pirate ship, and a thick stench of blood immediately wafted out.

The next moment, many people stared wide-eyed at the scene inside the cabin in disbelief!
(End of this chapter)