After reading the arena's introduction, Ji Wuhui and Old Bai were quick to grasp its mechanics.
Yet, their hearts were filled with astonishment.
To engage in an absolutely fair battle without worrying about injuries or colteral damage? Such a possibility could only exist in the enigmatic shop of Luo Chuan.
“Old Bai, care for a match?” Ji Wuhui asked with a smile.
“Of course!” Old Bai grinned. “After breaking through to ninth grade Pathseeker yesterday, I’ve been itching to stretch my muscles!”
Hearing this, Bu Lige, Bu Shiyi, and Jiang Shengjun perked up in excitement.
His Majesty and Mr. Bai are about to duel?
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
What kind of earth-shaking spectacle would unfold between two Pathseeker-level experts?
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A message appeared in front of Ji Wuhui:
“Pyer Bai Hong has invited you to a duel. Do you accept?”
Without hesitation, Ji Wuhui confirmed the invitation.
In the blink of an eye, the surroundings transformed. When the two opened their eyes, they found themselves atop a towering snow-covered mountain.
“In the arena mode of the Tower of Trials, unless you choose a specific setting, the battle map will be randomly generated,” Luo Chuan expined casually.
The group watching the dispy nodded in understanding. Even Yao Ziyan, curious about the unfolding battle, joined them.
On the monitor, the scene dispyed a breathtaking expanse. Majestic snow-capped peaks stretched endlessly, while countless snowfkes danced in the frigid air.
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Old Bai and Ji Wuhui examined their surroundings in amazement.
They could feel the biting cold in the wind and the soft, icy touch of snowfkes on their skin.
“Your Majesty, select your weapon!” Bai Lao called out across the distance, his voice echoing through the frozen ndscape.
Ji Wuhui nodded in response.
Bai Lao opened the arena’s virtual shop, curious to see what was avaible. When he searched for his signature Bck Dragon Spear, he was pleasantly surprised to find it there.
Without hesitation, he selected the weapon.
In an instant, the familiar spear materialized in his hand, its dragon soul practically roaring with power.
In arena mode, participants could freely choose their weapons. Thankfully, no additional spirit crystals were required for this feature—charging for weapons after collecting an entry fee would’ve been excessive even for Luo Chuan.
Meanwhile, in Ji Wuhui’s hands appeared a three-foot sword radiating regal power.
Old Bai recognized it immediately.
The Emperor Sword. A saint-tier weapon.
Seeing this, Old Bai couldn’t help but marvel. Not only did the arena shop include his Bck Dragon Spear, but it also carried Ji Wuhui’s signature weapon!
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At that moment, both combatants were equal in strength, set to the ninth stage of Pathseeker.
The two stared at each other, the tension between them palpable. Spiritual energy surged, condensing into a storm at the center of their standoff.
Snowfkes swirled chaotically, and the icy winds howled like bdes slicing through the air.
“Your Majesty, please enlighten me!” Bai Lao’s voice boomed as his figure vanished.
“Haha! Don’t hold back, Old Bai!” Ji Wuhui ughed heartily, brandishing the Emperor Sword.
He swung it with immense power, creating a dazzling arc that split the air.
Suddenly, the Bck Dragon Spear appeared from the void, its tip tearing through space itself. Bai Lao’s figure emerged, following the spear’s trajectory.
Ding!
A sharp, metallic csh reverberated through the mountains as the Emperor Sword met the Bck Dragon Spear.
The impact distorted space around them, creating jagged cracks that radiated outward. The surrounding spiritual energy scattered chaotically, and the snow-covered ground beneath their feet split into deep fissures.
Ji Wuhui stepped back instantly, retreating thousands of feet in the blink of an eye.
But Old Bai wasn’t about to let him off so easily. Laughing boldly, he surged forward, spear aimed to strike.
“The title of the Bck Spear God is well-earned!” Ji Wuhui decred, his voice filled with pride as the fierce duel raged on.
