356: 【Holy Light of Dawn】, Nezha’s wrath! (asking for monthly ticket)

Jiang Yuan defeated the first Demon Race assassin to enter the arena, becoming the first person to change the arena master.

However, the other four arenas also quickly changed their arena masters.

Jiang Yuan of the Human Race, Wusun Cheng of the Demon Race, Utinaki of the Demon Race, Lisandro of the Giant Demon Clan, and Terrabelle of the Angel Clan.

After the arena masters of the five arenas were set, only an hour had passed.

Jiang Yuan had already defeated forty-six people within this hour.

He defeated his opponents very quickly, but they were all Students with relatively weaker strength.

Those with stronger strength, such as the arena masters of the other four arenas, had no intention of directly challenging Jiang Yuan.

Instead of making a thankless effort to defeat Jiang Yuan, it was better to challenge a weaker one.

As a result, the arena masters of the five arenas at this moment were all relatively strong, almost all of them powerhouses of their respective races.

However, ten hours would certainly not pass so easily.

Races like the Human Race, Demon Race, and Giant Demon Clan were still fine, but for races like the Angel Clan, which were more adept at magic attacks, Star Power consumption was relatively high.

After just over an hour, Terrabelle was defeated by a member of the Element Spirit Race and lost her position as arena master.

"See? I'm stronger."

Upon seeing the first powerful arena master fall, Nezha proudly said to Shi Ji beside him.

"He defeated over fifty people, but didn't use too much Star Power."

Nezha was full of pride, Old Monarch smiled calmly, and Zhao Gongming also chuckled, as his skills were also major consumers of Star Power.

Shi Ji, however, merely glanced at Nezha, chuckled softly, and shook her head slightly.

"Still just a child, indeed."

Shi Ji's voice wasn't very loud, so Nezha, who was excitedly rushing to meet the next challenger, didn't hear her.

"But then again, after all this time, no one with real strength has come up to challenge."

Zhao Gongming glanced at the challenger, and seeing that it was just another ordinary Student of Late Stage strength, he asked curiously.

"Who cares about that? We're counting by the number of challengers, so we should be in the lead now, right?" Jiang Yuan said, turning his head to look at the numbers above the other four arenas.

The number above Jiang Yuan's head was fifty-eight.

The others, excluding the Element Spirit Race member who had just successfully challenged and inherited the Angel Clan's Terrabelle's previous count of thirty-nine, also had quite a few.

Besides Jiang Yuan, the highest was Utinaki of the Demon Race, with forty-five.

Then came Wusun Cheng of the Demon Race and Lisandro of the Giant Demon Clan, both with forty-three above their heads.

That's right, the number of defeats for an arena master could be inherited.

In other words, the arena master who defeated the most people would make that arena the most popular in the end.

As for whether anyone wouldn't challenge?

Of course, some people wouldn't choose to challenge.

But once inside the checkpoint, if one chose not to challenge, they would be randomly sent to a challenger's position.

Of course, there was also a time limit; if one didn't make a choice within a certain amount of time, they would be forcibly sent to a challenger's position at an arena.

And the target of the challenge would be random.

The Space-Time Gate Hall would not allow an arena to remain empty for too long.

However, in this scene of five to six hundred people vying for five arenas, after one round ended, about half the time had passed.

With a total of only ten hours, the beginning and end periods were the most intense.

"Brother, when are you going to enter?"

Three hours later, Kang Siyu La saw that the number above Jiang Yuan's head had exceeded one hundred and asked her brother, Konsleide, again.

"I want to enter too, but I have to get my turn."

Konsleide's expression was a bit helpless: "And this guy's strength is indeed not weak. Although I don't know why he has four people with him, it should be something similar to a Beast Tamer Card Master."

"But the problem is, although the people who challenged him before weren't very strong, he only sent out one person and has been fighting until now, and his Star Power doesn't seem to be lacking."

Konsleide watched with a solemn expression as Nezha on the stage defeated another opponent in just two or three moves.

Although Konsleide was very strong and hadn't taken on the role of leader, he wasn't foolish.

He naturally knew what this meant.

At the very least, two of the three people who hadn't made a move yet had the same strength as that Three Heads and Eight Arms child.

The worst-case scenario was that all three behind him were stronger than the child in front!

If it weren't for the fact that there were still three people before it was his turn, Konsleide would even be considering changing arenas.

After all, the arena masters of the other arenas were already at their limit.

If he entered, he should easily secure an arena master spot.

"I'll test him first. If it doesn't work, I'll switch arenas."

Konsleide took another step forward, muttered to himself in a low voice, and then said no more.

At this point in time, it wasn't just Konsleide; many people had this intention.

To seize the opportunity now to secure an arena master qualification.

This way, they could hold the initiative in their own hands.

As for waiting until the end to challenge the arena master, not to mention whether they could succeed, even getting in line would be a problem.

In such a situation, not having the initiative in their hands was ultimately too risky.

Entering first to gain an arena master qualification, as for whether they could hold on for the remaining six-plus hours...

That could only depend on individual performance.

In the crowd, Wang Boqing chose the Element Spirit Race arena master.

Li Chengyi and Zhan Youqing chose Wusun Cheng of the Demon Race.

There were also other people, such as those from the Demon Race; some chose Jiang Yuan, and some chose the Giant Demon Clan.

The remaining five Giant Race members also made their choices, each Giant Race member choosing an arena master.

If earlier it was those with lower strength who chose to challenge the arenas, then now was the time for those with stronger strength to enter.

If someone else was going to consume the arena master's Star Power and stamina, then why should it be someone with strong strength like themselves?

The stronger Students all, by common consent, chose to let the weaker members of their race go up to challenge and consume their Star Power and stamina.

As for how to avoid being randomly selected for a challenge?

That was too simple; one only needed to join the challenge queue and then cancel.

As long as there were constantly people challenging on the arena, there was no problem.

The problem was, if everyone stopped challenging the arena, that's when the real random selection would happen.

So they held out until this moment.

Taking this opportunity to start challenging, not to mention, he would have the people of his race at the front of the queue cancel their queue.

After all, this was the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Every race was a small group; if the leader got to eat meat, the rest could at least get a sip of soup.

But if the leader couldn't even eat meat, the rest wouldn't even get soup.

This was also why every race had a leader after arriving at the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

The queue began to shift, and Jiang Yuan naturally saw this scene.

However, at this moment, he wasn't in the mood to ponder why.

"A guy with decent strength has come down," Jiang Yuan said with a light chuckle, looking at Konsleide slowly walking onto the stage.

"Indeed, his strength is at least on the level of Wang Boqing," Old Monarch also nodded and said.

"Should I go up and help?"

"I don't think it's necessary for now."

Zhao Gongming had just finished speaking when Shi Ji said with a beaming smile.

"Nezha will definitely be fine against an opponent of this strength."

Shi Ji's voice wasn't soft, and after speaking, she loudly asked Nezha again.

"Right, Nezha."

"Of course! Just a mere birdman!"

Nezha flicked his Fire Tipped Spear and said with disdain.

"Birdman?"

Konsleide, who had just entered, heard this address, his brow instantly twitched, and he looked up at Nezha with an angry expression.

The Angel Clan was a First Sequence Race; no one had ever dared to call them that before.

Or rather, this term was previously used for their subordinate race, the Winged Race.

But now, someone dared to call him a birdman to his face?

"Hmph! I'll knock your teeth out later!"

Konsleide sneered: "Remember, I am of the Angel Clan!"

As he spoke, purple light shimmered in Konsleide's hand, and in just the blink of an eye, it transformed into a long-handled trident.

It wasn't the kind resembling a manure fork, but rather the kind similar to what Yang Jian held.

It had two sharpened edges and three spear-like points at the front, a peculiar weapon.

The moment he gripped the weapon, Konsleide charged towards Nezha.

On his way, he used two more purple-quality cards.

From the looks of it, they seemed to be Skill Cards.

Kang Siyu La watched Konsleide on stage with excitement, explaining to the Angel Clan members beside her.

"My brother's weapon is the famous Three-Pointed Spear Sword, combined with the two skills he just used, Heaven's Holy Light and Sacred Spirit Flash, that Three Heads and Eight Arms little fellow will definitely not be my brother's opponent!"

Amidst Kang Siyu La's excited voice, Konsleide, who was halfway through his charge, instantly transformed into a beam of light and shot towards Nezha.

In just the blink of an eye, Konsleide arrived in front of Nezha.

His Three-Pointed Spear Sword directly slashed towards Nezha.

Nezha's reaction speed was completely unproblematic; when the opponent transformed into a flash of light and appeared, Nezha was already prepared.

He held his Fire Tipped Spear horizontally in front of him with both hands, directly blocking Konsleide's attack.

However, Nezha's expected outcome was that after blocking this attack, his Yin Yang Twin Swords would slice across the opponent's chest.

If the opponent didn't dodge, they would be injured; if they dodged, the other Fire Tipped Spear would thrust straight through, aiming for the opponent's throat.

But what Nezha didn't expect was that the power emanating from the opponent's strangely shaped weapon was too immense.

Even though Nezha had already activated his Three Heads and Eight Arms skill, he was still suppressed by this powerful force, or rather, weight.

Previously, to conserve Star Power, Nezha only activated one Three Heads and Eight Arms skill when fighting the previous opponents.

But now, he was actually suppressed in terms of strength?

Nezha couldn't stand this!

Star Power surged within his body, and Power Release activated!

Nezha's height instantly reached one zhang eight chi (approximately 6 meters), his strength greatly increased, and with an easy block, he parried the opponent's weapon back.

Konsleide looked at Nezha with some surprise.

One had to know that the Heaven's Holy Light just now not only amplified his strength but also the weight of his weapon.

Adding the weapon's own weight, he had expected that this strike, if not directly eliminating the opponent, would at least directly pin Nezha to the ground.

Yet, the opponent not only blocked his attack by merely bending his knees slightly but also, after activating some unknown skill, his height and strength surged simultaneously.

He could clearly tell the opponent's strength from the feeling transmitted through his Three-Pointed Spear Sword.

Konsleide took a step back, then gritted his teeth and thrust at Nezha again.

Having watched from below for a long time, he clearly understood Nezha's fighting style.

Nezha, with eight arms and six weapons, had a multitude of attack methods.

At long range, the opponent had two spears, and both were two-handed spears; one for blocking, one for attacking, which would definitely be difficult for him.

At mid-range, the opponent also had two swords for attack.

At close range, that golden bracelet was not just an ornament.

And there was that red ribbon wrapped around the opponent's body.

Although he didn't know what the red ribbon did, it looked like it definitely had a binding function.

The opponent had attack methods for long, medium, and close range. In this situation, pure defense was absolutely not an option; he could only grit his teeth and forcefully attack the opponent.

Only then would there be a chance to win!

Konsleide thrust his Three-Pointed Spear Sword, and a purple-quality card also appeared at the tip of the middle spear point of the Three-Pointed Spear Sword, transforming into a purple light and merging into it.

"This is one of my brother's signature skills, the purple-quality Skill Card, Holy Light of Dawn!"

Kang Siyu La, who had been somewhat disappointed when Nezha blocked Konsleide's attack, became excited again upon seeing this scene.

"This is a powerful skill that breaks through a point to shatter a surface; it absolutely cannot be blocked by mere cold weapon parrying."

"Clang!"

As if to verify Kang Siyu La's words, Nezha's Fire Tipped Spear struck first, directly hitting the side of the Three-Pointed Spear Sword's spearhead, forcibly deflecting the attack from its target point.

However, this attack was not merely a melee enhancement attack.

The moment Nezha's Fire Tipped Spear and the Three-Pointed Spear Sword made contact, Holy Light of Dawn directly launched from the Three-Pointed Spear Sword.

Nezha reacted very quickly, immediately turning his head to dodge the attack.

But the light attack was too fast; even though Nezha reacted swiftly, one of his heads was still struck.

The powerful attack blasted off Nezha's left head!

However, because it was an Energy body, it merely disappeared and did not cause much damage to Nezha's main body.

But this was only for Nezha's body.

When had Nezha ever been subjected to such a thing?

One of his Three Heads and Eight Arms was blown off?

"You're courting death!"

Nezha turned around, and Konsleide only saw a pair of crimson eyes and a red line!