75: Rules of racial duels

The only other combatant worth mentioning was Nio.

Although the combat power of dragons varied wildly depending on their species, even the weakest Five-Colored Dragon and Metal Dragons were Challenge Level Five beings.

Gemstone Dragons were an exception; their abilities were strange, but their direct combat capabilities were generally average.

He was looking forward to tomorrow's Duel Arena; he wondered how a fight with a Challenge Level Five Dragon would turn out.

It was a good chance to test his current combat power.

However, these aliens, despite being weak, were quite well-informed.

Before Lin Ye arrived, representatives from the Blue Star Alliance had already briefed him on the basic situation of the racial duels, but hearing firsthand information from these racial elites gave him a more comprehensive understanding.

Racial duels were not as safe as professional arenas.

Professional arenas, being more about entertainment, had many protective measures, and casualties were rare.

But racial duels were different.

The Death rate was as high as thirty percent.

To be honest, Lin Ye was a bit hesitant after hearing this news.

He could get stronger by playing it safe, so why take risks?

But after reviewing the Alliance's reports from the last five duels, he finally felt at ease.

Only when the two dueling races fought with true fury would it become a fight to the Death; the danger for invited foreign aid was much lower, with only about a ten percent Death rate, and most of those who died were weaker individuals.

This mainly involved an unwritten rule: if your own race's duel didn't involve you defending its honor with your Life, then why would you let an outsider prop you up?

And foreign aid was, after all, foreign aid; if they couldn't win, they conceded. It wasn't their own race, so why fight to the Death?

It was precisely for this reason that Lin Ye agreed to participate.

......

In this racial duel, the Galaxy Alliance allowed the Mohe Clan and the Eka Clan to choose approximately 133 duel modes, with each clan choosing thirty-five percent, and the remaining thirty percent decided by lottery.

The duel scope covered Tiers 1-9, and the modes were incredibly diverse.

Lin Ye remembered modes like Legion Mode, Fleet Combat, Star Realm Hunting, Heavy Industry Competition, AI Competition, and Star Realm Racing.

That's right, there was even Star Realm Racing, which shocked Lin Ye at the time, though it wasn't really car racing, but spaceship racing.

They really played it creatively.

However, precisely because the competition was so comprehensive, it was very fair; if you truly couldn't win, you had to admit defeat.

It was said that apart from the foreign aid for their ability users, foreign aid from other industries had already set off to support the Mohe Clan.

Lin Ye didn't understand other industries, so he wasn't very clear about their situation.

Ability user competitions accounted for the largest proportion, a full 54 matches.

There were about two matches related to their Fifth Tier.

The specific modes would be decided by drawing lots on the day of the final to prevent cheating by knowing in advance.

But the types had already been decided.

Unsurprisingly, they were mission mode and arena battles.

Among them, the arena battles seemed to be purely a test of individual strength.

No wonder the proportion of mission modes in professional competitions suddenly increased.

Individual strength was difficult to improve through competition, but more participation in mission modes indeed helped improve the ability to execute missions.

After the dinner, Lin Ye went back to train extra.

Nio had added him on Fish Bubble; he was a trendy Dragon who was adept at using technology.

To prevent him from bothering his training, Lin Ye decided to do something good.

He opened Fish Bubble.

Lin Ye: Brother Tianci, we have a Bronze Dragon here at our Fifth Tier who is very interested in our Xia Country. I wonder if you're interested in meeting him.

Zhang Tianci replied instantly.

Zhang Tianci: A Bronze Dragon? I'd like to see what a real Dragon looks like. Introduce him to me.

Lin Ye was satisfied.

He found Nio's Fish Bubble and clicked into it.

Lin Ye: Nio, I have a brother here who is very proficient in Xia Country culture to recommend to you. He's from a big family in the capital, you know. Are you interested in meeting him?

Nio: Lin Ye, you're so good to me! Hurry, hurry!

He even included an emoji.

This overly familiar Bronze Dragon's behavior sometimes made Lin Ye wonder if he was a fellow countryman who had transmigrated.

After connecting the two, Lin Ye finally had some peace and quiet.

Indeed, for a homebody like him, less socializing and more martial arts training was better.

The next day, this overly familiar Bronze Dragon had already found him.

"Why did you come to find me? A message on Fish Bubble would have been fine," Lin Ye said.

Today, Nio was still in human form, appearing as a black-haired, black-eyed human of about fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Aren't we good friends? You should be polite to friends; a personal welcome shows sincerity. Oh, and thank you again for recommending Zhang Tianci yesterday; he knows so much," Nio said with a smile.

"Get ready quickly; we'll have a match in a bit. I want to see your human level," Nio said, putting his arm around Lin Ye's shoulder.

Lin Ye prepared briefly, then followed Nio to the Duel Arena.

"Hey, Nio, you finally brought Lin Ye!"

"You scheduled a lot of fights yesterday, can you finish them all?"

"My friend, you've finally arrived."

.......

The overly familiar Nio had many friends.

Nio enthusiastically greeted each of them.

Lin Ye also greeted a few humans; as for the other races, he wasn't really familiar with them. Although he had added them all on Fish Bubble and loaded their racial languages, he still wasn't familiar.

After exchanging greetings, they urged Lin Ye to enter the arena.

This venue was very spacious, similar to an ancient Roman coliseum.

The others, seeing that the two were ready, came to the spectator stands with interest to watch the match.

"How do we fight?" Lin Ye inquired, as he didn't know the alien duel methods.

"It's simple. We both go all out, and whoever concedes first loses," Nio said, eager to start.

"Alright." Lin Ye scanned his surroundings and asked, discovering there was no protective gear here.

Well, he couldn't expect too much from the Mohe Clan.

However, fortunately, essential medical facilities were quite complete.

Both were ready.

To the sound of the Mohe Clan's intelligent referee's horn, the match began.

Nio did not transform into his true form, intending to fight Lin Ye in human form, but he still released his Dragon tail and Dragon wings, and his hands also transformed into Dragon Claws, with Dragon scales covering his skin.

Lin Ye dared not be careless and went all out, activating Muscle Master, transforming into a two-meter tall muscular man.

Cannon Fist.

Dragon Claw.

The black fist and the green Dragon Claw collided, emitting a fierce screech.

Then Nio was blasted back five meters.

Very strong, Nio's strength was only slightly less than his own.

Lin Ye was a little surprised; having reached the Profound level of Muscle Master, it had been a long time since he had encountered anyone who could contend with him in strength.

Profound Muscle Master could increase his strength dozens of times.

And Nio, without transforming into his true form, possessed such strength with just his illusory physical body.

Little did he know, Nio was even more surprised.

Who was he? A Dragon! An incredibly strong giant Dragon, actually repelled by a human.

He dared not be careless and directly transformed into his true form.

Seven meters long, with two wings on his back.

A bolt of lightning was directly exhaled.

The lightning was very fast.

Lin Ye did not dodge, activating Star Force Body Armor.

The proficient level Star Force Body Armor circulated beneath his skin.

The lightning exploded, and all his hair stood on end.

Not bad, with Star Force Body Armor, this type of elemental damage was indeed much lower.

Feeling his current defense, Lin Ye no longer resisted head-on, continuously dodging several lightning bolts, and a Vacuum Wave unexpectedly struck Nio's mouth, interrupting him.

Nio flew into the sky, let out a long roar, and thick clouds emerged.

What was this?