Clone Ascension

Dongli Nation.

Dongping International Airport.

Under the watchful eyes of countless reporters and citizens,

Evan Cole, Zach Hayes, and Wang Hai boarded the plane.

This time, they were traveling openly for the Judgment Battle—

no need for Saint‑tier powerhouses to carry them through the sky.

A normal flight was enough.

The airport was packed with people sending them off.

Only now did Evan realize—

after five days of buildup,

the Judgment Battle had become the hottest topic in Dongli.

Whether the patriotic scientist Dr. Wendy Lewis could return home

weighed heavily on every citizen’s heart.

Crowds shouted encouragement,

many recognizing Zach and Wang Hai—

both were star students of Dongli University,

famous from various competitions.

But no one recognized Evan.

Many were puzzled:

Who is this overly young, overly handsome guy?

Why is he representing Dongli?

Evan was famous at Dongli University,

but outside the campus,

he was still a complete stranger.

Soon, videos of the send‑off were uploaded online.

Netizens recognized Zach and Wang Hai—

but not Evan.

Speculation exploded.

Evan, scrolling on his phone,

saw the comments under the video.

He created a small anonymous account and replied:

“Insider info, 100% reliable!

This person is Evan Cole—

Chairman Sterling’s long‑lost illegitimate son!”

He put away his phone just as everyone finished boarding.

The plane was about to take off.

Along with them were Tyler Hayes,

President Winston Hale,

and several reporters from Dongli National Television—

they would livestream the entire event.

As for General Ethan Graves—

he accompanied them,

but did not board the plane.

He chose to fly alongside the aircraft,

protecting everyone from the outside.

✈️ Rovan Nation — Mori City

The Rovan Academy was unusually lively today.

Just as Dongli citizens cared about the Judgment Battle,

Rovan citizens cared even more—

after all, this was their home turf.

Massive crowds flooded toward the academy.

Rovan was a populous nation;

the sudden influx nearly overwhelmed the campus.

More people kept coming—

motorcycles carrying a dozen passengers,

buses with people clinging to the outside—

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all heading toward the academy.

The government had to intervene,

closing the academy gates

and urging citizens to turn back

to prevent traffic disasters.

In Rovan,

even a minor traffic accident

could cause dozens of casualties.

There was once a collision between two motorcycles—

37 dead or injured.

This was no joke.

🛬 Arrival

After several hours of flight,

Evan and the others arrived at Mori City Airport.

Learning that the roads near Rovan Academy were blocked,

General Graves and President Hale

simply carried everyone through the air

and landed directly inside the academy.

A massive arena had already been set up

in the center of the open‑air stadium.

The stands were packed with Rovan Academy students and faculty.

Ordinary citizens could only cling to the railings outside.

As soon as Evan’s group landed,

Rovan Academy staff came to receive them

and guided them to the waiting area beside the arena.

Dongli National Television quickly set up equipment

and began the livestream.

While waiting, Evan scanned the stands—

and immediately spotted the most luxurious section.

It was separated from the rest,

with sofas instead of plastic seats,

tables with drinks and fruit platters.

The VIP section.

Sitting in the center was the same figure from last time—

the Envoy,

the Dominion Nation’s Supreme Saint.

Just like before,

his entire body was shrouded in turquoise light,

his face hidden.

Evan wasn’t even sure

if this was his real body.

Beside the Envoy sat Rovan’s Saint‑tier powerhouses—

Budi, Amida, and others.

Evan’s pupils shrank.

He saw a familiar face—

Yeh Muni.

He hadn’t expected Yeh Muni to be here.

If he sees me…

will he jump down and arrest me on the spot?

Evan felt a flicker of worry—

but quickly calmed himself.

He wasn’t alone anymore.

He had backing now.

President Hale patted the three participants’ shoulders.

“Don’t be nervous.

Do your best.”

Then he and General Graves

went to sit beside the Envoy.

Tyler Hayes stayed with the team.

“Decide your battle order,” he said.

“Who goes first?”

Evan stepped forward.

“I’ll go first.”

His reasoning was simple—

Zach was too weak.

If he lost the opening match,

it would hurt morale.

Zach and Wang Hai had no objections

and took the second and third positions.

Evan also saw Rovan’s three participants—

two men and one woman.

He didn’t recognize any of them.

Zach, however, had done his homework

and introduced them one by one.

“The one in front is Alvin,

the eighth son of Speaker Budi.

People call him the ‘Eighth Prince.’

“Behind him is Matul,

General Yeh Muni’s nephew from his sister’s side of the family—

rumored to be the strongest Chrysalis‑tier in Rovan’s military.

“The girl is Amy,

ranked #1 in Rovan Academy’s Chrysalis‑tier combat rankings.”

Evan didn’t remember the others—

but he remembered Yeh Muni’s nephew.

Old acquaintance’s family…

I’ll have to give him some special attention.

Both sides finalized their battle order.

A bald man stepped onto the arena—

the referee.

He took the lists and announced:

“First round participants,

please enter the arena!”

Evan leapt onto the stage.

His opponent was the “Eighth Prince,” Alvin—

oozing fake noble arrogance,

barely glancing at Evan.

Dongli Television zoomed in on both fighters.

The female reporter began introducing them.

She had plenty to say about Alvin—

his background, his achievements.

But when it came to Evan—

she only had a name.

At that moment,

in the VIP section,

Yeh Muni suddenly stood up.

His gaze shot toward Evan

like a blade.

The Envoy turned his head slightly.

“Is something the matter?”

Yeh Muni said in a deep voice:

“Envoy, I request that the match be terminated immediately!

The Dongli participant on stage is not a Dongli citizen—

he is a fugitive murderer from the Shepherd Nation!”