"Hey, hey... can't we play nicely?" This sudden assault made Feng Bujue think to himself, "He didn't even say hello before attacking..." He turned to look at Sabo, who was flying towards him at super speed. "Or... is this his way of saying hello?"

"The report arena statue was destroyed... and the main quest hasn't changed..." Elsewhere, Qisha's first reaction was to check the game menu. "So, the martial arts tournament is still going on..."

"Excellent... the variables have arrived before my name was even called." Hua Jian was secretly pleased. Although she didn't know how the situation would unfold, as the weakest solo combatant of the five players, she definitely hoped the waters would get muddier.

"Wha... what's going on?" As for Xiao Tan, who had just stepped off the stage, he was just looking around in confusion.

Apart from these few, the remaining player... Ruo Yu, who was listening to Feng Zhihen's lecture, didn't seem to notice the drastic changes happening around her at all. At this moment, she was already lost in the world of swordsmanship...

Shhh—pop, pop.

The sound of air being torn passed, and two figures landed one after the other.

One of them, everyone knew... Grand Tutor Dong (Dong Zhuo couldn't fly; Sabo had brought him over). He was eight chi tall, with a waist ten spans wide, heavy with muscle and fat, a broad face and square mouth, and a messy beard that made his appearance even more crude and ferocious. He wore a strangely shaped coronet, golden barbarian lion armor, a crimson wide-sleeved robe underneath, and held the Ashura Cleaver in his hand... His appearance was crude and his ferocity was obvious.

As for the other... no one recognized him. He had green hair and jade skin, and possessed a feminine face on a male body, appearing extremely beautiful and effeminate. He also wore delicate forehead ornaments and earrings. He wore a combat suit, blue tight-fitting triangular shorts, and dark blue tight-fitting knee-high socks wrapped around his legs, purple tight-fitting thin sleeves covering his arms, and a blue cape draped over his back.

Looking back many years later... this guy's style was truly full of landmines. To describe it, this outfit... was like a straight man trying to disguise himself as a gay man, who ended up dressing like a majestic pervert due to his terrible taste.

"Warriors from various dimensions... I, Lord Sabo, hereby announce to you..." Sabo stood with his arms crossed, standing tall and speaking loudly, "The great cosmic overlord—Lord Frieza, has arrived here..." His gaze swept across everyone's faces. "Submit to our king, and you can save your lives; otherwise... you will be destroyed along with this space!"

"Brother Feng..." At this moment, Cang lowered his voice to Feng Bujue and said, "Do you think there's still any need to negotiate with him?"

"String Head, rest assured... I have my own ways..." Although Feng Bujue said he had a plan, he really wasn't sure.

Just as Brother Jue was brewing some words, preparing to step forward and start bluffing, suddenly...

"Sabo... is it..." A deep, accented voice came from the sky, like a divine pronouncement, "Who gave you the right and the courage to interfere with my martial arts tournament?"

Everyone, including Sabo, could tell that the speaker was... Orochi.

Beep beep beep beep—

Sabo raised his head and pressed the power detector a few times. The number displayed on the screen was—600,000.

"Ho... how can this be..." Sabo was secretly shocked. "It's even higher than Lord Frieza's first form..." But two seconds later, he calmed down again. "Hmph... but this is also expected... Without this level of battle power, he wouldn't have been able to make so many warriors helpless." He wiped the cold sweat from his temples and muttered as if comforting himself, "Anyway, in front of Lord Frieza's 'true power,' you're just an ant..."

Thinking of this, Sabo raised his head and replied loudly, "You're Orochi, right? Hmph..." He said, feigning composure, "I see that you're quite strong... If you can submit to our Lord Frieza..."

"So..." Orochi interrupted Sabo, "Your answer is... Frieza, is that right?"

Clearly, the Demon King was the leader of this conversation.

"Tch... I advise you not to address the Great King by his name in that tone..." Sabo's face turned ugly. "Lord Frieza's strength is on a completely different dimension from someone like you!"

"Is that so..." Orochi's voice and tone remained unchanged. "That's good... I, look forward to... his arrival."

Before the words finished, a beam of purple light suddenly descended from high in the sky.

The demonic light struck the place where the bronze lion statue had originally been placed (which had now become a pit) without deviation. In the blink of an eye, the purple light solidified and formed a new statue.

"But before he comes..." Two seconds later, Orochi continued, "You'd better abide by my rules."

"Da... damn it..." Sabo squeezed out a few syllables from between his teeth, but under the pressure of the other party's aura, he didn't dare to say much.

As Frieza's right-hand man, Sabo was much smarter than Dodoria, that simple-minded, cowardly brute. Back then... it was Sabo who suggested to Frieza to exterminate the Saiyans because he was worried that they would threaten his position. This shows his cruelty and ruthlessness, as well as his considerable cunning.

Such a person would not suffer immediate losses. He knew very well that Lord Frieza was far away, and if he angered Orochi, his current form with a battle power of 24,000 would be blown to ashes in minutes. So... he decided to endure for the time being.

"Fine... what do you want?" Sabo took a few seconds to adjust his emotions, and then asked.

"Strong ones..." At this moment, Orochi's tone... changed. This time, he was not talking to Sabo alone, but to everyone around the arena.

"From now on, the martial arts tournament will be changed to a challenge system." Orochi continued, "This Mr. Sabo will be the 'ring keeper,' and anyone who has not been eliminated in the previous duels can challenge him on the ring." He paused. "The number... is one to five people each time."

Speaking of this, Zhi Ye paused: "Sabo, do you have any objections?"

"Hmph... just this bunch of trash..." After listening to the rules, Sabo roughly detected the battle power of the people present and felt no pressure at all. "It doesn't matter if they all come together..." He gave a very arrogant response. "I'll do as you wish and play with them."

"Very good..." Orochi continued, "Then... everyone, continue. Before Frieza arrives here, if a challenger can defeat Sabo, then I will immediately descend and, with my own strength... fight everyone remaining in the arena... to determine the victor."

With that, the demonic voice stopped.

The surroundings of the martial arts arena were silent.

Seconds later, discussions began to rise from various places.

The most enthusiastic group of people was undoubtedly String Head and the many strategists and warriors around him.

"This..." Cang said thoughtfully, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity..."

A strategist with a saber (Shima Sakon) standing next to him nodded and said, "That's right... As long as we quickly deal with this Sabo, we can fight Orochi with the battle power of 'everyone' instead of 'ten people.' In this way... our chances of winning will be greatly increased. Once Orochi is killed, the demon army that has lost the ability to resurrect will be basically vulnerable. At that time, we can quickly capture the demon city and lift the curse seal. After the various timelines return to their positions, that Lord Frieza... will no longer be able to threaten us."

"Is it really that simple?" Feng Bujue's attitude was not optimistic. "Since Orochi is confident... to keep the huge number of demon troops in Gushi Castle in place and let him take on all of us present alone... that means he has at least a 50% chance... of winning."

"Hmph... it's just that guy is too arrogant." Another strategist holding a fighting fan (Ishida Mitsunari) snorted coldly. "I don't believe that so many peerless heroes present will lose to him alone."

"Speaking of arrogance..." At this time, Jiang Wei raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the arena. "Our immediate priority is to get rid of that 'Lord Sabo' first."

As they spoke, Sabo had already jumped up and flew onto the Musou Martial Arts Arena.

"Hmph... as a pastime before Lord Frieza arrives, it's not bad..." He closed his eyes, stood in the center of the arena, and said with arrogant vigor, "Come on... anyone is fine, let Lord Sabo teach you... what's the difference between me and you inferior warriors."

"Madman! Don't be presumptuous!"

Before Sabo could stand firm, an angry shout had already come.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Five figures rose from five directions at the same time and jumped onto the arena.

The five of them were all majestic, brave, martial arts masters, and unmatched in the world.

It is said that...

The Red Hare rides a thousand miles, and the Azure Dragon Blade passes five gates.

The Zhangba Serpent Spear, a black-faced god, slaughters souls in the battlefield.

A swift horse chases the wind with a spear, locking down a million troops at Dangyang.

A lion helmet, silver armor, jade-faced man, the White Tiger Star Lord reincarnated.

Golden armor, frost and snow condense, worthy of the name of a fierce general for all ages.

The five who stormed onto the martial arts arena were none other than the Five Tiger Generals of Shu—Guan, Zhang, Zhao, Ma, and Huang.

"This match..." At this moment, the report arena statue, after being reshaped, once again announced with its beastly roar, "This match's challengers... Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, Huang Zhong."

"Oh?" Sabo looked at the five of them through the battle power detector... their battle powers ranged from two thousand to three thousand. He immediately showed a cold smile. "Heh heh... are you five going to die first? Good..."

Clang!

Before Sabo could finish speaking, a strange sound suddenly arose on the arena.

It turned out that... the five Musou generals had activated their Musou at the same moment, using an "Ultra Musou Mystic Art" that could only be activated by the combined power of the five of them.