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Under the azure sky.

The royal airship, adorned with pale golden patterns, plummeted like a bird with broken wings, tilting and smashing heavily toward the spectator seats below.

The colossal airship, hundreds of meters long, cast a massive shadow as it thunderously fell from above.

Boom!!!

An enormous blast reverberated.

A white glimmer appeared above the Martial Arts Hall, staunchly resisting the impact of the falling airship.

That was the protective force field of the Martial Arts Hall itself. It was also a device intended to lock down the place, not permitting anyone to enter or leave at will.

But at this moment, the force field was violently rippling with waves from the airship's collision. It could collapse at any time.

The crowd in the spectator seats let out screams, frantically scattering in all directions. In just a few seconds, a large swath of seats had been vacated.

Hum...