Caelus and March 7th followed closely behind Hook.
In the camera frame, Hook—despite her tiny stature—ran so fast she practically left afterimages, like an anime character.
Soon, Caelus and March 7th arrived at the entrance of the Fight Club.
A few underground locals were chatting by the door, and Caelus deliberately lingered nearby to listen.
"Word is, some black-haired guy showed up at the club and wiped the floor with everyone!"
"I heard that guy's an elite Silvermane Guard!"
"Bullcrap! The Silvermane Guards all pulled out ages ago—no way one just randomly came back!"
[Dan Heng: "Oh no, I've been promoted to Silvermane Guard!"]
[Applying!]
[Already applying, already applying!]
——
Suddenly, the group at the door stopped talking and stared at Caelus with strange looks.
Caelus awkwardly smiled and quickly entered the club with March 7th.
Inside, the arena's announcer, "Dr. Digdig," was hyping up the crowd with passionate commentary.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the next match will be the most thrilling, intense, and jaw-dropping showdown of the day!
On one side—the stoic, unstoppable rising star, the 'Cold Dragon Young'! Recommended by the dashing 'Mr. Deep Blue'!
His opponents? The merciless, explosive mechanical squad! All hail the great Svarog!
Since no other fighters dared to challenge the machines, the 'Cold Dragon Young' will face them alone!
And his bold declaration? 'Whatever'!
Now, let the XXXth Fight Challenge… BEGIN!"
[HAHAHAHA, I'm gonna laugh my head off!]
["Cold Dragon Young"? What kind of name is that?! LOL!]
[This name screams "Su Chen couldn't be bothered to think of something better."]
[Yeah, way too lazy for someone as cool as Dan Heng!!!]
[Dan Heng's legendary moment incoming.]
[The way he says "Whatever" is so on point—I can already picture it.]
[OMG! HAHAHA!]
[Dan Heng's like, "Nanook, take me now."]
[The captions called him "Dr. Digdig"—what a god-tier commentator!]
[I'm dying! HHHH!]
——
Seeing the situation, Caelus charged into the cage without hesitation—reuniting the trio in the most dramatic way possible.
Dan Heng stood with his arms crossed, maintaining his usual composed posture. "Finally awake?"
"Yep! First thing I did was search everywhere for you. And here we are, rushing to your rescue—be grateful~" March 7th grinned proudly, looking like a smug little kitten waiting for praise.
Dan Heng summoned his Cloud-Piercer. "I could've handled this alone."
March 7th sighed in exasperation. "Ugh, your emotional intelligence is hopeless."
[Dan Heng-sensei, EQ maxed out.]
["Emotional Intelligence"]
[I just wanna know—what's harder, Dan Heng's spear or the robots' steel plating?]
[Steel-plated sunroof?]
——
"Alright!" Caelus hefted his bat. "Let's smash 'em all!!!"
With that, the three launched their assault.
The match took place in an octagon cage, putting March 7th at a disadvantage—since when did snipers fight in melee?
Luckily, Dan Heng and Caelus moved deftly, protecting March while landing heavy blows on the Automatons. March 7th, meanwhile, used her ice arrows to restrict the robots' movements.
After a flurry of action, the crowd outside the cage roared with excitement, their cheers rising like tidal waves!
Finally, with one decisive thrust from Dan Heng's spear, all the robots shut down.
"What a stunning finish! The winners are the 'Cold Dragon Young'—and two last-minute guest fighters!"
"Huh?" March 7th frowned slightly. "'Guest fighters'? Couldn't you come up with cool titles for us too?"
Caelus pondered seriously. "How about… 'Cold Pink Dragon' for you? And I'll be 'Cold Gray Dragon'?"
March 7th facepalmed. "Ugh, never mind. That's terrible."
Just then, March 7th spotted Sampo in the corner of her eye. "Ah! Look, there's Sampo!"
Caelus cracked his knuckles. "Time to punch his lights out."
Dan Heng was already moving, darting out of the cage in a flash.
"After him!"