As the words of the Blue Crystal Stone creature faded, a group of spectators took advantage of the gap during the arena countdown to open the civilization information panel and search for the post it ntioned.
Soon, a post filled with resentnt and comntary appeared in their view.
"Goodness, after fighting ten arena battles, he stopped. This guy really knows how to play the ga."
"Haha, I can imagine how speechless those viewers who followed through the whole way must have been. Just as the exciting part was about to begin, he stopped fighting."
"True, if it were , I’d curse too."
"I don’t know if he’s ascended to Tier Six now. Compared to that Eight Stars in the arena of the Blood Faction, I’d prefer to see the Nine Stars of the Space Faction."
"Even if he’s ascended to Tier Six, he couldn’t be Nine Stars now, could he? It’s only been a short ti."
"True."
Each spectator expressed their opinions, the atmosphere lively and buzzing.
At this mont, a high-pitched transmission suddenly resonated outside the arena: "I just saw this prodigy with the potential of Tier Six, Nine Stars. He has already broken through to Tier Six and has a ans to reach the threshold of Tier Seven. Most importantly, he is right here on-site!"
The creatures looked towards the source of the transmission, only to see a light blue starfish smugly looking around.
"Hmm?"
"Where?"
"I don’t see him."
"Is he using a Transparent Barrier?"
"Probably."
"What a pity, I wanted to et him."
"Who do you think you are, thinking you can et him?"
"You..."
The words of the light blue starfish stirred a wave, and all the spectators simultaneously released their perceptions. After failing to find Lor’s trace, they were sowhat disappointed, with so creatures even starting to argue.
If it weren’t prohibited to act outside the arena, they’d likely do more than just argue.
In a corner of the arena, within a Transparent Barrier.
"I thought they wouldn’t notice for a while." Cody glanced at Lor, teasingly winking, "It seems that the impression you left on so creatures is much deeper than imagined!"
"That’s a good thing, isn’t it?" Lor replied with a slight smile, calm and unruffled.
The greater the attention, the more explosive the effect.
From the current situation, it’s likely that once he resus the arena battles, he might attract the attention of those from the Feathered Sky Civilization.
That would be enough.
"Tch, indeed." Cody clicked his tongue, nodding sowhat boredly.
As they conversed, Sanchez in the arena fired another Abyssal Beam, instantly turning a giant pure white tiger, about one hundred miles tall, emitting a faint white light, into dust.
[The One Star Challenge is over, the winner of this arena battle is the Abyss Overlord.]
[The first Star Challenge of the arena is over. The Abyss Overlord has officially ascended to Tier Six, One Star, gaining a total Illusion Dream Value of 1,139,860.]
[To ascend to Tier Six, Two Stars requires participation in three One Star battles and winning, then battling and winning against a Tier Six, Two Stars opponent. Continue matching opponents?]
"Continue," Sanchez replied without hesitation.
The current audience is truly a bit lacking, and the opponents are simply too weak, so he can’t muster any interest in pulling off any tricks.
He only hopes that when he reaches Tier Six, Five Stars and above, the number of spectators will be larger. Otherwise, he’s wasted this opportunity.
His requirents aren’t high; at least there should be tens of thousands of spectators, right?
[Currently matching for the first Tier Six, One Star...]
[Match completed, your opponent will arrive at this arena in ten seconds, and the battle will begin in thirty seconds. Please prepare for battle.]
[Current spectators: 25,338...32,885...]
"What the...?!" Sanchez saw the audience count at the bottom of the matching prompt continuously jumping, and his eyes instantly widened.
Normally, a Tier Six, Eight Stars combatant starting from scratch in the Star Challenge does attract around five thousand to two hundred thousand spectators, but the number usually increases gradually.
For instance, in his first challenge, attracting over ten thousand spectators, with each arena battle, when later battling for Seven Stars, Eight Stars, it’s estimated there would be a hundred thousand spectators.
But he’s only on his second Star Challenge now, and the number of spectators is already skyrocketing, which clearly seems abnormal.
Sanchez turned his bewildered gaze towards the outside of the arena, where bizarre creatures kept popping up one after another like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
Then, as if to verify, they each gave him a look before emotionally looking around.
It was...weird!
"No matter what, this is a good thing." Sanchez’s mouth cracked open with a grin, thinking to himself, "Since there are more spectators now, it’s ti to showcase my true strength."
[22...]
[21...]
[20.]
As the arena countdown reached twenty seconds, a tal Dragon, spanning about ten thousand miles, seemingly forged entirely from pitch-black tal, appeared opposite him.
"Oh, is it a creature adept at physical defense? That’s even better!" Sanchez looked at the tal Dragon, with an increasingly pronounced smile.
The creature, adept at physical defense, is sturdier, allowing him to let loose a bit without accidentally smashing it outright.
"Blood Faction?" Across the arena, the tal Dragon looked at Sanchez, enveloped in layers of Abyssal Energy, feeling an ominous premonition.
The key wasn’t the Blood Faction creature before him but the dense crowd of spectators outside the arena behind him.
If these spectators all hailed from the sa lineage, it might still brush it off. A large number of kin entering an arena to support isn’t common, but not unheard of.
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