Naturally, for a ship so large—designed for long voyages—the Celestial Spear was equipped with countless onboard entertainment systems.
There were ballrooms, bars, movie theaters, and, essentially, an entire city inside it, built solely to entertain those on board.
For a ship that, on certain patrol missions, could spend years—sometimes decades or even centuries—in space, this was of the utmost importance.
And, of course, among so many recreational venues, there were also arenas for duels and training.
In one of these many arenas, surrounded by thousands of disciples scattered throughout the vast bleachers, stood Bai Hu Lie.
The mighty tiger—hundreds of kilograms of pure muscle and over three meters tall—stood shirtless, his broad chest rising and falling with heavy breaths.
His white fur was stained with blood. So were his sharp fangs, as well as his claws, which were still dripping onto the arena floor, each drop landing with a soft, wet tap.
