Transporting to the arena, the first thing Zhuo Bufan did was to change the Immovable Radiant King Armor.
So long as he had this armor on, no matter what came from his opponent, he could ensure that he would not be harmed in the next 30 minutes.
Luckily, his opponent was not of the demon race, just like what he had expected.
Today, he was facing someone of his own race, but it was unlikely that they were from the same country.
Blond hair, blue eyes, and a high nose. He looked thin and tall. He seemed like he did not have much offensive power.
But very quickly, Zhuo Bufan paid the price for looking down on his opponent.
That person looked thin, but he turned out to be a mage. He waved a wooden wand in his hand, casting some spell to summon a bunch of unknown objects.
Zhuo Bufan, who had never experienced such a scene before, was instantly terrified. He retreated repeatedly, wanting to avoid these strange creatures.
But those monsters seemed to have senses. No matter how Zhuo Bufan changed his position, they could always turn precisely in his direction.
Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan could only take out his Ice Fire Magestaff to counterattack as he ran.
"Fire!"
Fireballs descended from the sky like comets, and in the blink of an eye, the arena had turned into an oven. Those unknown lifeforms were clearly unable to withstand the impact of the flames, and under the scorching heat and bright flames, they were quickly turned into charcoal.
Zhuo Bufan immediately summoned another fireball to form a fire wall around his body. What was worth celebrating was that this fire wall would not harm him.
With the wall of fire, those little things could not get close to Zhuo Bufan, letting him obtain the opportunity to counterattack.
When the opponent saw that his ability was unable to harm Zhuo Bufan, he got somewhat vexed thinking about how to break through. He had also seen the arena match yesterday, and had been thinking the entire night if he would come across him as an opponent.
He hadn't expected that his wish would come true today. Although it had come true, it was clear that he was about to lose. Once he lost the group arena, he wouldn't have another chance to obtain more Time Cards.
"We are all of the same race. There is no reason for us to fight to the death. You are no match for me. You should just admit defeat. Do not force me to attack you."
The blonde-haired, blue-eyed man looked up at Zhuo Bufan, and was finally forced to accept this reality after a long time. Relying on strength, he was indeed inferior, and he did not have the slightest chance of winning either.
"Yes, OK!"
Zhuo Bufan was also shocked. He only said it like that, but he did not expect that his opponent would really believe it. It was equivalent to winning this match without wasting any effort.
It was to the extent that after Zhuo Bufan teleported out of the arena, he still looked a little dazed.
However, as more and more people participated in the arena matches, the human race's advantages and disadvantages became increasingly obvious. The advantages of the other races also became increasingly clear.
After each arena match, Zhuo Bufan would carry out a very detailed analysis and research of the match's happenings.
Although it could not be as precise as accounting for every individual, as long as one grasped the weakness of the race as a whole, the chances of defeating them would increase.
"The demons are our nemesis, so our moves are useless against them. The elves like peace, but their destructive power is not low."
"Regarding the orcs and centaurs, they are too big and can't move as fast as us. Our chances of winning are much higher."
The group listened to Zhuo Bufan's analysis which was clear and logical, and also weighed in their hearts what they should do in the following arena battles.
"I remember that in the last arena, I only lasted for one round and lost the second round. Fortunately, I've already won two rounds this time. As long as I win the next round later, I'll be able to surpass my old self."
When Zhuo Bufan heard Aika's words, it made him feel a little incredulous.
"Can you have some goals? I'm still thinking of winning twelve matches," Zhuo Bufan said.
"That's because you're powerful! Not only do I not have the Ice Fire Magestaff, I don't even have the Immovable Radiant King Armor. It's already a miracle that I survived the arena."
Aika's eyes stung at the thought of her situation. Her goals and dreams were so simple.
"How about this? When I get some good materials and fuse them into a good weapon, I'll let you use them."
"Deal!"
Hearing this, Anasu also joined in the fun.
"If our territories are interconnected one day, or if the barriers separating the races are gone, there might be a great riot. At that time, I can use the Goddess' Faulds to protect you."
Having already seen the power of the Goddess' Faulds, Zhuo Bufan was clear of its effects. If there was a riot, her faulds would undoubtedly be the most important item in this area.
"Sure, as long as I make more weapons, your share will be included."
Just as he was about to stand up and leave, an "Amitabha" came from behind.
"Young Benefactor Zhuo, I have a scripture book here. You can try reading it. Even if it doesn't have any power, it can also serve to calm you down."
Zhuo Bufan turned around to look at Tripitaka and said, "Master, don't worry. Your Buddha Aura Reflections are more powerful than any of us."
The corners of Tripitaka's lips curled up slightly. It was a smug look after being praised.
"It's getting late. Let's go back first. I didn't rest well last night. I need to go back and get some sleep later."
Zhuo Bufan's words were true. Although he drank the potion Aika gave him before he went on stage, that potion was equivalent to stimulating his potential.
It could ensure that he wouldn't make any mistakes in the arena, but after this, he would be extremely exhausted.
He only had enough energy left to teleport back to his territory.
Zhuo Bufan slept an entire day, along with half of the next day, the moment he returned to the territory.
The next day, he woke up groggily late in the day. For a moment, he thought that he was seeing the time wrongly.
[Ten Thousand Races Battlefield World Channel]
Within the [Human Race Channel]…
[Good afternoon, everyone. Where is everyone?]
[In the territory, preparing to set off for the arena competition. Everyone, cheer for me!]
[I'm already in the arena. There are so few people here. Whoever is here, quickly contact me.]
[I successfully registered. I hope to win today.]
Looking at everyone's news, Zhuo Bufan stretched lazily on the hammock before getting up. He prepared something for himself to eat before teleporting to the arena.
He did not know what kind of opponents he would meet today. But as he gazed at the Time Cards in his backpack, he really hoped that he would meet someone from the same race again.
However, reality was always going against Zhuo Bufan's hopes. After watching the first four battles, it was finally Zhuo Bufan's turn to go on stage again.
And this time, he coincidentally came across someone from the Demon Race!
The Demon standing in front of him was only as tall as him, but possessed an obviously broader figure than his. Zhuo Bufan frowned at the sight.
"So what if you're a demon? Do you know who I am?"
Zhuo Bufan also did not care about anything else, he decided to just throw caution to the wind. He did not believe that a single devil could still be enough to beat him.
Sure enough, his opponent did not expect Zhuo Bufan to actually be a fellow who was not afraid of heaven or earth. When it thought about how its companion had met Song Chenxing yesterday and had a bad start, it was still pardonable. After all, the latter could be considered as one of the outstanding humans.
But the person in front of him… didn't seem like a formidable figure at all.