"I can't believe Lei Lin lost so completely, without even a chance to defend."

"Is the new boss of the East District prison really that powerful? He's an Easterner too. The Eastern countries are indeed mysterious."

"The people who were crushed to death by Lei Lin's attack were really unlucky."

"Daring to watch the match on site comes with its risks. Although it's more thrilling, it also involves higher risks. Every tournament, people die. You get used to it."

...

Guards quickly moved the unconscious Lei Lin away and dealt with the dead prisoners' bodies.

The scene soon returned to normal, with the King of the Prison selection continuing.

The second pair, Roy Sage and Jostar, also entered the arena.

A huge cheer erupted again.

"Roy Sage, it's been years since I've seen you in action. I wonder how much stronger your Spiritual Telekinesis has become since the last King of the Prison selection," Jostar asked with a grin as he walked onto the platform.

Roy Sage smiled indifferently, "I can only say that if you, Mr. Jostar, haven't improved, you probably won't be my match."

"So confident, that's interesting," Jostar's eyes lit up.

The two stopped talking and moved to opposite sides of the platform.

Neither of them could challenge Wang Longhu, the winner of the first round, to take his spot.

So this spot was very important.

It's their only chance in this tournament to secure a place.

If they miss it, they'll have to wait another ten years.

Even though Super Martial Artists can strengthen their bodies and extend their lives through Cell Energy cultivation,

they can't endure a ten-year wait time after time. Missing once is a big loss.

Roy Sage sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by an invisible wall of Spiritual Telekinesis.

It formed an intangible wall that completely enveloped him.

He wasn't a Super Martial Artist but a meditator whose Spiritual Telekinesis reached the attack strength of Super Martial Artists.

If his body wasn't protected and a Super Martial Artist got close, they'd have him at their mercy instantly.

So Jostar, facing him, was in for a siege battle.

Your erupted strength needs to surpass Roy Sage's Spiritual Telekinesis to have a chance of victory.

Jostar tapped his fists. His arms instantly took on a metallic sheen as if covered with titanium alloy.

Reflecting a beautiful silver color.

"Begin!" shouted Ponken Wilson, who was still standing in the VIP viewing section.

At this time, Wang Longhu, who had just won, also walked in from outside the viewing section.

"Mr. Wang, congratulations on securing a spot," Ponken Wilson greeted him.

Wang Longhu nodded casually, "When can we go to the Kukulkan ruins?"

"According to the usual pattern of the ruins opening, the best time to enter is ten days later on Christmas," Ponken Wilson said.

Wang Longhu walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the duel between the two Super Martial Artists below.

Ponken Wilson smiled and asked, "Mr. Wang, who do you think will win, Roy Sage or Mr. Jostar?"

"Hard to say. I haven't fought them, so I don't know their exact strength or hidden tricks," Wang Longhu shook his head.

Moreover, these two take completely different paths.

Jostar is a Super Martial Artist with mutant Cell Energy.

While Roy Sage is a Spiritual Mind Master.

Without a significant difference in strength, like Wang Longhu's crushing level, the outcome of the physical and mental power duel is uncertain.

…

"Hah!"

At the start of the duel, Jostar dropped his usual carefree, playboy demeanor.

With a serious expression, he charged straight towards Roy Sage.

Where he went, the alloy floor quaked, then melted into a liquid, erupting and solidifying into a giant alloy fist before his punch slammed heavily towards Roy Sage.

Boom!

The alloy fist, weighing at least 150,000 kilograms, with added speed and impact, undoubtedly reached the peak power of Black Demon's hit.

Roy Sage's eyes grew serious as Jostar's technique exceeded his expectations.

Indeed, every Super Martial Artist who entered the Kukulkan ruins had unique hidden abilities.

The alloy fist slammed into an invisible wall before Roy Sage, his Spiritual Telekinesis.

Their forces directly confronted each other at that moment.

The resulting shockwave reverberated throughout the arena.

Pop!

With a sudden flash of white light in Roy Sage's eyes, the alloy fist shattered and dispersed into myriad alloy fragments, scattering in all directions.

Jostar, hit by the impact, flew backward, spinning seven or eight times in the air before softly landing after dispersing the force.

"Your Cell Energy not only turns your skin cells into metal but also manipulates metal. Quite deep," Roy Sage nodded, affirming Jostar.

Jostar smiled, "Roy Sage, you being able to detonate matter with Spiritual Telekinesis, I've never heard of before."

"Because I can't control it 100% yet. If used fully, I can't even guarantee the consequences,"

Roy Sage said, eyes flashing white, staring at Jostar.

In the next instant, alloy rods sprouted from the platform beneath Jostar, trapping him entirely.