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As our group approached Rome City, the city patrol immediately came to inquire. After showing our identity documents and emblems, we were naturally led into the city by dedicated officials. However, the accompanying guards and magic armor knights could not enter the urban area and went to their designated camps.

The official responsible for receiving us was named Fiers, a chubby young catkin. Despite being somewhat talkative, he was diligent in his duties.

"Lord, Shaman Romeo has already reserved a guesthouse for you near the Orchid Spirit Avenue, very close to the War God Temple and the Beast Palace. The environment is quite elegant, and I'm sure you'll be satisfied. Moreover, just across the street is the War God Square, which is a must-see when visiting Rome City. If you're interested, you can also visit the Grand Arena, where generations of orc kings have been selected, like the last time..."

Upon hearing about the orc king selection, Catherine's expression changed abruptly. I quickly interrupted the fat cat and asked, "This is my first time in the 'Holy City,' so I'm not entirely clear. Legend has it that this place was built ten thousand years ago, but I see that various buildings and layouts are not old. Are there any structures or relics from that era left?"

"Your observation is keen. Although Rome City is known as a ten-thousand-year-old capital, it has undergone many changes. It has been completely rebuilt nine times after destruction. Elves, barbarians, even dragons, frost giants, and Beamons have all come here. But no matter how many times it has been destroyed, our orcs always rebuild it. The current layout of the entire city was planned during the peak of the orc empire six hundred years ago, making it even more majestic than Lion Heart City. As for relics, perhaps only the War God Temple still preserves some ancient artifacts."

I see. When I first heard the name 'ten-thousand-year Holy City,' I was indeed surprised. In my previous life, even in the ancient lands of China, it would be hard to find a thousand-year-old capital. Cities like Chang'an had only a few hundred years of history, and although Luoyang claimed to be an ancient capital of the Xia Dynasty, according to my master, it was mostly self-aggrandizement, with its location differing from the modern one. If a city truly stood for ten thousand years, I couldn't imagine what it would look like.

"You mentioned the War God Square, is that where the 'Hall of Heroes' is located?"

"That's correct. Most outsiders only know the 'Hall of Heroes,' but they don't realize that it refers to the statue group at the War God Square. All true heroes in orc history, regardless of race and status, have statues erected there for posterity to honor. If King Samantha leads us back through the War God Corridor, he will undoubtedly have a place there too."

As he spoke, a commotion broke out ahead, and the Holy City patrol leading the way stopped.

"What's going on?" I asked Ankara, the captain of the Snow Wolf Guards, who had returned from the front.

"Master, it's a high-level duel."

On the Xinghai Continent, countless races each have their own characteristics, but none are as martially inclined as the orcs. Duels of all sizes permeate orc life. Wherever orcs gather, duels of various kinds can be seen. This has given rise to a unique orc cultural phenomenon—the Duel Law, which establishes various rules and standards for fair and effective duels at any time, place, and with anyone. Even humans, elves, dwarves, and mermaids acknowledge and borrow these rules, making it a remarkable sight on the continent.

However, this is the Holy City of Rome. Although the War God does not prohibit or even supports such heroic duels, the city's ten-thousand-year history is filled with the deeds of past heroes and countless top-notch experts. Without genuine skill, one would not dare to show off. A duel causing traffic congestion must be between true masters. Such excitement could not be missed, so I immediately called everyone to watch. The patrol escorting us, familiar with the situation, did not insist on formalities like humans and left after leaving the fat cat to guide us.

We walked to the crowd watching the duel and saw layers of people. At that moment, the orcs ahead suddenly parted, allowing us to secure a good viewing position. In the center of the street, a golden figure and two white figures were fighting, moving towards us. The crowd dispersed to give them more space, as required by the duel rules. Hence, some say, "In the Orc Alliance, you can be ignorant of the War God, but not of the laws of dueling."

The three figures moved at astonishing speeds, making it impossible for bystanders to see clearly. However, this did not trouble me. Concentrating my qi, I could clearly discern the races of the three figures in the duel: one golden, a young eagle from the Golden Eagle Tribe with wings on his back; two white, young warriors from the Cloud Leopard Tribe. All three had the cultivation level of Sword Masters, with their moon attributes fully activated, creating dazzling displays of light and color.

"No wonder they move so fast; they are from these two tribes."

Speaking of the world's best martial arts, the "Emperor Martial Overlord Technique" reigns supreme without question. However, when it comes to the fastest techniques, there are two contenders. One is the eagle tribe's supreme technique, "Heavenly Peng Soaring Law," which traverses the skies, chasing wind and lightning. Its moon attribute is called "Chasing the Sun," and it is said that a skilled eagle once crossed the continent from east to west within a day, flying eight thousand kilometers, earning the saying, "Heavenly Peng soars, chasing the sun, rising from the East Sea, setting in the West Ocean."

The other is the leopard tribe's secret technique, "Zhi Chi Tian Ya Jue," which supposedly breaks the speed limit, with its moon attribute "Shrinking Space." It claims to cover a thousand miles in a single step, attacking from close range and retreating far away. While exaggerated, it is true that a predecessor Sword Emperor-level expert once slaughtered a thousand elven archers using only his speed, without a single arrow being fired by the renowned swift elven archers.