Next, the three sat in the conference room, casually chatting away.

The three Super Martial Artists each shared their own understanding and insights on Cell Energy cultivation.

Even though Wang Longhu had already established his own new Martial Arts system, after listening to Jostar and Ponken Wilson's sharing,

he benefited greatly; one person's understanding is still too shallow and lacks comprehensiveness.

By absorbing others' perspectives, one could discover their own shortcomings and overlooked details.

This significantly enriched Wang Longhu's ideas regarding his own Martial Arts system.

...

The Warden Contest is held every ten years.

It is also the most lively and grand event in the entire Hexagon Prison.

For many heavy offenders sentenced to life or decades in prison, this is their Christmas Eve.

Although the battle platform can only accommodate 3000 people, TVs in the lounges of the north, south, east, and west sections are open on this day.

This allows every prisoner to watch the live broadcast of the Warden Contest.

"Woohoo! Boss!"

"Brother Lei, beat him up!"

"Hey brother, want a cigarette."

…

The entire venue was incredibly lively at this moment.

Wang Longhu sat below the stage, and two women with curvy figures and tanned skin were dressing him in clothes representing the boss of the East District Prison.

Although this outfit was luxurious and exquisite, handsome for sure,

it was completely unsuitable for combat, be it in style or length.

But this is also a traditional custom of the Warden Contest; it doesn't matter if you tear the clothes up once the fight starts.

However, when accepting the audience's gaze on stage, you must wear this outfit.

"You're all set, sir."

The two women stood up respectfully and stepped aside.

Wang Longhu nodded, then shook his cape behind him and began to walk toward the battle platform.

Simultaneously, on the opposite platform, Lei Lin also, donned in his special attire, stepped onto the stage.

At this moment, the two seemed more like top male models than Super Martial Artists about to fight.

With the proportions honed by Super Martial Artists, whether it's Wang Longhu or Lei Lin,

their figures were the most perfect, golden ratio type, so no matter what they wore, they looked great.

When both prison bosses stood on the battle platform, the whole arena erupted in a thunderous cheer.

Today's 3000-seat venue no longer operated on a first-come, first-served basis.

Instead, it was fairly divided among prisoners from the four prison districts.

This way, no matter which district's boss was on stage, they could receive cheers from their underlings.

Lei Lin looked at Wang Longhu with a calm gaze, his normally soft black hair standing upright at this moment.

As if electrified, standing straight up.

Wang Longhu intertwined his fingers, pushed his arms forward, causing his whole body's bones to make a cracking sound instantly.

Each sound was no less than a cannonball hitting the ground, loud enough to suppress the cheers of the 3000 people in the arena.

Countless prisoners covered their ears, startled by Wang Longhu's actions.

Many exchanged glances.

Is this still human? A simple stretch could cause such a noise!

Does he have a monster hidden inside him?

But this wasn't Wang Longhu's limit; when he decided to use his full strength,

the blood flowing through his veins surged like waves crashing.

Continuously, just hearing this made one feel a chill from the bottom of their heart.

Terrifying!

"To temper one's physique to this extent, is this what that man always referred to as 'purity'? My purity is not enough because I haven't done this?"

Seeing the strange phenomenon from within Wang Longhu, Lei Lin's gaze was complex and his thoughts abundant.

The silhouette of a man emerged in his mind.

A towering figure with a commanding presence, devoid of any emotion.

"No! What nonsense purity, I refuse to accept your view. I have my own path!"

Snapping back to reality, Lei Lin's gaze grew more determined.

The look he gave Wang Longhu carried a hint of murder intent.

As long as he could kill this guy, it would prove that his self-created path could defeat that man.

And Wang Longhu was his sacrificial path!

"Begin!"

In the VIP observation room, Ponken Wilson shouted into a microphone.

The Warden Contest doesn't bother with fancy speech protocols.

As long as the audience and contestants are in place, the fight can start anytime.

Today, not only was Jostar in the VIP observation room, but also Roy the Sage, who never left the West District Prison.

Holding a turban, with plants raised in his hair, Roy the Sage fixed his wise and aged eyes on Wang Longhu.

For Lei Lin on the other side of the room, he didn't even spare a glance.

Completely treating him as air.

"Roy the Sage, who do you think will win, shall we bet?" Jostar chuckled.

Even with today being the Warden Contest, his attire was still playboy-like as usual.

Slicked-back blonde hair, LV sunglasses, platinum earrings, a pink suit several sizes too large over a green shirt with white polka dots,

and a Rolex pure gold watch with an extremely loose strap on his left wrist.

"Wang Longhu, will definitely win," Roy the Sage said without hesitation.

"So confident?" Jostar was surprised.

"His strength has completely exceeded all our imaginations. During the battle with Black Demon before, I already sensed his Spirit level,