"This guy..." Lor started to speak but stopped, caught between crying and laughing.
Acting so tough, isn’t he afraid of being beaten and embarrassed during the Nine Stars challenge later?
"Haha, splendid!"
Cody clapped his hands together, laughing, "That’s the spirit. It really boosts the morale of our Wizard Alliance."
"Speaker Vincentia, Speaker Lor, I suggest you both say sothing similar when the ti cos. It’s exhilarating!"
He wasn’t bothered at all by the earlier soft rejection from Lor, as it was completely harmless.
In comparison, he was more interested in persuading Lor and Vincentia to learn from Sanchez.
"I can’t say such things," Vincentia shook his head with a bitter smile.
"Speaker Cody, if you like these words, I suggest you personally say them to your opponents in the arena." Lor glanced at Cody sideways.
"Oh, I’ll pass," Cody waved his hands repeatedly, "The arena doesn’t allow the use of Divine Artifacts. If I dared to say this to my opponents in there, I would probably be thoroughly beaten."
The Speakers: "..."
This guy is truly shaless.
...
Inside the arena.
"This guy..." The tal Dragon halted its retreat in the void millions of miles away from Sanchez, looked at its wings trembling uncontrollably, and then at Sanchez, who was facing away and gazing into the upper void. A feeling called despair welled up in its heart.
This guy’s physical body is just too strong, like a monster.
In the past, it often watched the battles of Eight-Star warriors, marveled, but never truly understood without a real fight.
Only at this mont, facing a powerful being potentially capable of rushing to Eight Stars, does it realize how unattainable this level of existence truly is.
Despite giving its all, it couldn’t shake Sanchez in the slightest.
Aside from despair, no other thought arose in its mind.
"What, have you given up?" At this mont, that invincible figure spoke in a calm tone without turning around.
"I..." The tal Dragon opened its mouth, looked again at its still trembling wings, and silently lowered its head.
What else could it do but give up?
"Trash!" Sanchez’s voice ca again, "You can’t even last in a duel, no wonder you’re so weak."
"What are you so proud of?" Hearing this, the tal Dragon was imdiately enraged, "You’re only this strong because of your talents. If I had your talent, I might even challenge Nine Stars."
"Talent?"
Sanchez smirked, "What is that?"
"With your current performance, if you dared to walk my path again, you’d probably die long ago."
Compared to other Speakers, his talents were just average, really just average.
However, even Vincentia, with his unparalleled Elental Control Talent, could crush him.
He reached this point not because of talent.
"Since you don’t want to try again, then go die." At this, Sanchez turned around, a crevice opened at his forehead, and a dark purple Abyssal Beam shot towards the tal Dragon.
"Poof—"
The tal Dragon had no ti to react and was imdiately hit by the Abyssal Beam, turning into imperceptible dust.
Thus, Sanchez’s second Star Challenge ca to an end.
...
Outside the arena.
"Hehe, does he an to say he has no talent?" So spectators hearing Sanchez’s words couldn’t help but laugh.
"Believe it or not, I don’t believe it."
"I don’t believe it either."
"Haha, no talent and still reach Tier Six, Eight Stars?"
"He truly lacks self-awareness, attributing all his achievents to effort."
The watching beings all laughed, finding it amusing that such a powerful creature would claim to have no talent.
However, unknown to them, inside a transparent barrier, the Wizards from the Wizard Alliance, who knew of Sanchez’s rise, fell silent.
They knew that Sanchez was speaking the truth.
If any of them walked Sanchez’s path, they likely wouldn’t fare well.
In the Abyss Faction, persistence and will are far more important than wisdom and talent.
Ti flies, and seven days passed in an instant.
In the arena, Sanchez, sowhat nervous, expressed his willingness to continue the challenge.
[Random Eight-Star challenge in progress...
Match complete, your opponent will arrive in this arena in ten seconds, and the battle will begin in thirty seconds, please prepare for battle.]
Spectators for this battle: 573657...688915...]
"Hopefully, everything will go smoothly, and I won’t face opponents from the Destruction Faction or Soul Faction," Sanchez muttered to himself.
If he wins this challenge, he will achieve Eight Stars, fulfilling his goal in this arena entry.
Nothing much to say about the Soul Faction, but if a Destruction Faction opponent reaches Vincentia’s level, he would have no confidence in winning the arena.
After flaunting for a few days, ssing up in the last battle would be embarrassing.
Notably, from the Seven-Star challenge onward, the arena’s rules changed.
Instead of randomly matching living opponents, it matches creatures who have previously fought in the arena as opponents.
Participating in a Tier Six, Eight-Star challenge usually involves facing an opponent who has reached Tier Seven in attack, defense, or speed.
Excluding attack and defense, facing an opponent who hits Tier Seven in speed makes things much easier.
Since the projected creature has only instinctive attacking consciousness and won’t keep hiding, this is why he’s not afraid of the Space Faction.
[22...
21...
20.]
As the countdown ticked to twenty seconds, a fully black, approximately ten-thousand-mile-tall giant tree appeared opposite Sanchez.
Seeing the tree, Sanchez smiled.
Eight Stars secured!
He had knowledge of such trees.
This tree is called the Ironbane Guardian Tree, extrely proficient in defense.
If it were Vincentia, even exhausting all Destruction Elents might not be enough to annihilate it, which could lead to failure.
But he’s different, even standing still, the tree might not break his defenses.
As long as he endures for an hour, the arena will naturally declare his victory based on energy consumption and injury comparison, it’s very comfortable.
...
Outside the arena.
"It’s actually the Ironbane Guardian Tree? What a pity."
"Indeed a pity, I was hoping for a tough opponent to teach him a lesson."
"Haha, I agree."
"Agreed."
"Tsk, this thing might not even break his defenses."
"It would be great if he chose to take on the Nine-Star challenge afterward, that would really be entertaining."
"Probably unlikely..."
"Hey, you never know, maybe he will, considering how arrogant he is."
Nearly a million spectators had mixed reactions, so sighed while others held anticipation.
In the past seven days, Sanchez’s performance successfully annoyed most spectators, hoping he would be taught a lesson.
But it seed unlikely as no one had appeared capable of handling him, which left them regretful.
The only hope now was that the arrogant one would foolishly attempt a Tier Six, Nine-Star challenge.
...
Within the transparent barrier.
"It’s secure," Francis wore a slight smile.
"Indeed, secure," Lor nodded in agreent.
"But not necessarily, if this guy chooses to take on the Tier Six, Nine-Star challenge..." Vincentia looked into the arena with so concern.
"That can’t be possible, right?" Dragon Bear Ada frowned slightly.
"If it were Speaker Lor and Speaker Vincentia in the arena, indeed not likely. But as for Speaker Sanchez..." Jerald shook his head, expressing disapproval.
"Let him be," Lor said with a smile, "As long as he reaches Tier Six, Eight Stars, his mission is completed. Whether he takes on the Tier Six, Nine-Star challenge and whether he wins or loses, it doesn’t matter."
"True."
"Indeed."
The nurous Speakers, upon hearing this, looked toward the arena with anticipation.
With ninety-nine percent certainty, Sanchez would lose; they were curious about how he would perform in the face of inevitable defeat.
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