To locate the invisible person, the cameras in the canyon were equipped with infrared thermal sensing.
From the sensors, two people could be clearly seen by the river.
One was Zhang Mo, who was only seven years old. The other, hunched over and standing behind Zhang Mo, was the invisible person.
This caused all the viewers watching the live broadcast to break out in a cold sweat.
This opening was practically a hellish difficulty.
Facing an unsuspecting Zhang Mo, the invisible person could defeat him with a single blow.
Now, the viewers were not concerned with the outcome of the match. After all, it was already a significant achievement for a child to reach the top sixteen of the World Esper King Competition, which had already secured him considerable fame for the future.
Moreover, as he grew older, he was bound to achieve even better rankings.
What the viewers cared about now was how the invisible person would attack Zhang Mo.
Would he be so vicious that Zhang Mo would be disabled, or even worse?
Seeing the invisible person slowly raise a stone and smash it towards the back of Zhang Mo's head...
A gasp arose from the crowd!
Even the commentator forgot to commentate.
At this moment, Zhang Mo was expanding his senses to locate the invisible person.
Suddenly feeling a disturbance behind him, he instinctively swung his fist back.
This punch was purely a reflex reaction to danger; Zhang Mo had no control over the force of his punch with reason.
With a dull thud.
The invisible person instantly materialized, a massive indentation in his chest cavity, his limbs extending forward powerlessly.
Blood gushed from his mouth...
Whoosh!
In a flash, the invisible person vanished again.
This disappearance was not due to his invisibility ability activating.
It was because the speed at which he was flung away had exceeded the capture range of the cameras.
A few seconds later, an explosion echoed from the opposite side of the canyon!
Flocks of birds, startled, took flight, circling in the sky with strange cries, not landing for a long time.
As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the crowd finally saw that the invisible person was dead.
His body was almost mangled, bones shattered. Even the strongest healing esper would have been powerless to save him from such injuries.
"Won... Won? It's over just like that?"
The commentator was dumbfounded.
He had prepared many touching lines and a bit of sentimentality to commentate this match.
It was all about how the little kid, Mo, persevered against the odds with unwavering determination...
This was also what the organizers wanted to see.
Otherwise, any normal person would not pit a mentally unstable individual against a seven-year-old child.
However, to everyone's surprise, the match ended just seconds after it began.
The invisible person launched a surprise attack but was instantly killed with one blow, a complete defeat!
"Is... is this the strength of little kid Mo? Has he been hiding his strength all along?!"
"With such physical resilience, he must have reached the strength of a level five esper!"
The commentator said with great shock.
"Honestly, usually, physique-type espers only reach around level three strength, capable of withstanding a cannonball."
"But a level five physique esper... this might be the first one since the emergence of espers!"
The esper commentator said with genuine admiration.
He was completely convinced by the young esper, Zhang Mo.
There was no room for doubt. Take the situation just now, if it had been him, he would have been seriously injured, if not already dead.
The invisible person was already a level two physique esper, and under these circumstances, he was still killed with a single blow, sent flying a kilometer away to the opposite side of the canyon. It was simply unbelievable.
"So... as you can all see, this match... has ended just like this..."
"I dare say this is the fastest-ending, most surprising match in history!"
"Little kid Mo's victory in this match was beyond any doubt!"
The commentator bypassed a thick stack of commentary notes and flipped directly to the end.
"That's right, and I've also noticed something very interesting!"
"With little kid Mo winning this match, according to the progression, his next opponent will be Shirley!"
"As a level five physique esper, in the face of such absolute strength, any conspiracy or trickery is just smoke in the wind!"
The esper commentator enthusiastically elaborated.
In his opinion, Shirley would have no chance of winning with her tricks in the next match!
"What should we do? What should we do?"
At this moment, Shirley was also in a panic.
Because she also recognized Zhang Mo.
To fight against the young master? How could that be?
Her mission was to protect the master's family. How could she attack the young master now?!
"There's nothing to worry about, everything is under control!"
Qian Xinxin smiled and waved her phone.
"What? Can you persuade the young master?"
Shirley asked with surprise.
"Ha, it's quite a coincidence. Brother Chen just sent me a message asking about the World Esper King Competition."
"He already knows about Zhang Mo secretly participating in the esper competition, and he has already arrived here!"
"It's estimated that tonight's match will be Zhang Mo's last."
"In the next match, we are safe again!"
"This time, I'm betting on you to win within 10 seconds, with odds of 1:100. It's a huge profit! Haha!"
Qian Xinxin excitedly started dancing in the private room.
Making money felt so good.
"1:100? How much do these people hate me!"
Shirley said with a dark expression.
In their view, under normal circumstances, Shirley would be knocked out by Zhang Mo in 10 seconds.
That's why there was such a ten-second bet and such an outrageous gambling stake of 1 to 100.
"It's okay, the less you're expected to win, the more you can pull off an upset, and the more we can earn!"
"You can buy whatever you like, here's a credit card for you, no limit!"
Qian Xinxin smiled and handed a card to Shirley.
"I don't have anything to buy, I'll give it to the master!"
Shirley said.
"Don't worry, this is your master's wish. Although I'm responsible for making money and managing it, all the money earned belongs to your master!"
"I'm just like an accountant. Do you think all this money is being earned for me?!"
Qian Xinxin said with a smile.
"That's good..."
Shirley finally smiled.
Three days later, when Shirley's quarter-final match was scheduled, Zhang Mo indeed absented as expected.
Shirley obtained the qualification to advance directly.
The subsequent semi-final matches adopted a different style, no longer a one-on-one format but a battle royale mode.
Four qualified powerhouses needed to survive in a harsh environment until the very end.
And only one person could emerge victorious, while others would either concede, become incapacitated, or even die.