Rebirth: City Sovereign

On Hawaii, the sound of cameras taking pictures could be heard unceasingly, making Miao Ya'er feel very uncomfortable.    

"That girl is also a member of Chinese Team. She looks so small, so cute!"    

Hearing the discussions of the reporters below the stage, Miao Ya'er felt ashamed. With a flushed face, she lowered her head and subconsciously held onto her skirt with her hands.    

At this moment, including Pang Baozong, Lu Qingshan, Ye Lee, Zhang Fann, and Miao Ya'er, the five of them were dressed in long robes that had a red ground and golden edges, and had golden dragons engraved on them. They sat on the long, red stage, waiting for the closing ceremony of the National War of Martial Arts to begin.    

Although the five of them were just quietly sitting on the stage, the reporters from dozens of different countries had already been taking pictures with their cameras for an hour. They were still very excited and seemed to be very motivated.    

Feeling the incongruous atmosphere around him, Miao Ya'er lightly sighed in her heart.    

'Sir, where did you go? '    

In a conference room on the island of Hawaii, several generals sat around an oval black conference table with serious expressions on their faces.    

"No one could have predicted that the United States team would miss the victory of National War of Martial Arts."    

A general in the middle, who wore a black military cap, said with a gloomy expression.    

"However, this mistake can only be made up for by us."    

"According to the competition rules of the National War of Martial Arts, the captain must be present before the ceremony can begin."    

"If the White-Clothed Sword Immortal does not come, the reward will still belong to our American team."    

One of the generals beside him looked excited, his face was full of determination as he spoke as if he was taking credit for something.    

"Don't worry, I have already sent out my most elite falcon hunting squad to intercept the White-Clothed Sword Immortal in the air above Hawaii Island."    

"With his personality, he should have at least made things clear before coming here."    

"With the ability of the Falcon Fighter to break through the Sound Barrier and the support of the missile well in the United States, unless the Falcon Fighter runs out of fuel, he won't be able to catch up within a few hours!"    

"By that time, the closing ceremony would have long ended!"    

When the other generals heard this, their faces also revealed a cunning smile. The general sitting in the middle wearing a black military cap nodded, his wrinkled eyes curving up like that of an old fox.    

"Hmm, well done."    

"Let's not talk about those magical equipment and spiritual tools, the mystery of the Door of Immortality must not be given to any other country!"    

"General Pang, why hasn't the lord come? Where did he go?"    

More than ten minutes later, Miao Ya'er could no longer suppress the loneliness in her heart, and spoke with a voice that only the people with Chinese Team could hear.    

Pang Baozong maintained his posture, with a slight smile on his face, his lips slightly moving.    

"To be honest, I don't know either."    

"He has disappeared since a week ago. The last time he appeared was along the coast of China and engaged in a great battle with the Sea Ancestor of the Hades Palace. After that, he had a direct chase in the direction of Europe."    

"The scene was too chaotic. We didn't have enough time to investigate and disappeared in the end."    

"Ah?" Could the Lord be unable to defeat the Sea Ancestor?    

Hearing Pang Baozong's words, the other three Chinese Team members revealed worried expressions.    

"Hmph, every time you make it seem like you are pretending to be mysterious and never act together."    

Lu Qingshan snorted, and said with a frown.    

"If you weren't Instructor Ye, you wouldn't even have had the chance to stand on the stage and receive the award." Ye Lee was not to be outdone, he immediately retaliated.    

Lu Qingshan was speechless.    

Zhang Fann coughed lightly, interrupting the duo's argument, but his expression was also very ugly.    

"There are only ten more minutes before the closing ceremony and the award ceremony officially begins."    

"If he still doesn't appear, then according to the rules, teams with absentees cannot receive a prize."    

"What did you say?" Miao Ya'er immediately cried out in surprise, and then realised she had lost control of herself and covered her mouth.    

"You mean if the Lord doesn't appear, all those Artifact Spirit will belong to the American team?"    

Zhang Fann just nodded.    

"Not only that, there's also the most important mystery of the Celestial Gate." Ye Lee added.    

The few of them were sitting on the stage, talking in soft voices.    

The general wearing a black army hat gently pulled open the light curtain in the conference room, glanced at the gloomy Chinese Team on the stage, smiled, and said.    

"It's time to start the ceremony."    

Then, the general walked out of the meeting room and onto the main stage on the other side that was tens of meters away from the Chinese Team members. He turned on the microphone and spoke loudly.    

"I declare that the closing ceremony of National War of Martial Arts has officially begun!"    

Ignoring the Chinese Team that was like an ant on a hot pan, warm applause rang out from Hawaii.    

After a long speech, the general on the main stage glanced at the still absent Chinese Team from the corner of his eyes, smiled, and said.    

"Next is the most important part of the closing ceremony, the awards ceremony!    

"Please be the champion of this session's National War of Martial Arts, and come up on stage to receive your award!"    

The reporters and distinguished guests immediately turned their attention to the Chinese Team on the side stage.    

According to the rules, Chinese Team should be leading the group at this time, with Pang Baozong, who was the instructor, walking at the side. Following behind him were four members of the Chinese Team who came down from the side stage, walked past the tens of metres long red carpet, and arrived at the main stage. The organizer would give the artifact and spirit artifact to the members of the Chinese Team.    

But now, there were only five people on the secondary stage, who should have been six people. Pang Baozong and the four Chinese Team members were at a loss, not knowing what to do.    

The awkward silence lasted for half a minute before a flurry of discussion started below the stage.    

"What's going on? Why are they not going on stage?"    

"You didn't even notice that? The captain isn't here! "    

"Ah?" If there's such a thing, wouldn't captain not even participate in the closing ceremony be equivalent to giving up the champion's prize? "    

"Who knows? If you want me to say that I'm not going on stage, then hurry up and give me a reaction. Don't be on the stage with a group of idiots, wasting time."    

The bustling sounds of discussions could be heard in the ears of the Chinese Team members. But who could be more anxious than them?    

If Ye Kai still did not appear, the National War of Martial Arts that he painstakingly spent almost a month to obtain as a champion would become nothing.    

Realizing this, Miao Ya'er started to lightly grind her teeth, and lowered her head. Her eyes became red, and a few drops of tears started to roll in the corners of her eyes.    

Pang Baozong glanced at them and sighed.    

As for the general, he seemed to have been waiting for this situation to occur since long ago. He pretended to be suspicious, faced the side stage where Chinese Team members were seated, and spoke with a voice that everyone present could hear.    

"Chinese Team? Why aren't you going up on stage to receive your prize? "    

As for the members of Chinese Team, they were still the same, enduring the supercilious looks of the countless people below, sitting in their seats, unwilling to step onto the main stage.    

Seeing this, the general's smile became even more brilliant.    

"Since Chinese Team is absent, then according to the National War of Martial Arts's rules, all of the championship prizes should be extended to the runner-up."    

"In that case, let's give the warmest applause and invite the runner-up American team onto the stage …"    

As if they had been prepared since long ago, before the general could finish speaking, Nicholas and five members of the American team had already walked out from behind the main stage.    

At this moment, a voice that shook all of Hawaii suddenly rang out.    

"What seat?"    

The general was shocked and immediately looked up into the sky. The others followed suit, raising their heads as well.    

A white figure descended from the sky like a meteor and landed on the beach, causing sand waves that were dozens of meters high.    

When the dust settled, a young man in white with a few strands of white hair slowly walked onto the main stage from the beach with a smile on his face.    

"You, you, you …"    

The general looked as if he had seen a ghost, and after a short stutter, he began to clamor.    

"Why are you here?"    

"Why can't I be here? I'm here to receive the award!"    

Ye Kai replied with a strange expression.    

"How is this possible? You were clearly …!"    

"By what?"    

Ye Kai's mouth curved into a smile as he asked, causing the general to be at a loss for words.    

Seeing him like that, Ye Kai laughed, gently patted off the sand on his body, and then turned to the reporters and spoke.    

"It's not easy to fly from Europe to Hawaii, but luckily there was no delay."