After quickly fusing the Immovable Radiant King Armors, it was finally time to go to the arena. Arriving at the teleportation portal, Zhuo Bufan silently chanted the location of the arena in his heart.
He felt his body sway. When he opened his eyes again, he was in a familiar place, seeing familiar faces.
After transferring the eight pieces of Immovable Radiant King Armor from his backpack, Zhuo Bufan came to Song Chenxing's side.
"Do you not need the Immovable Radiant King Armor?"
"Thirty minutes of defense is nothing to me. As long as I'm strong enough, their moves can't hurt me."
"I think Aika needs it more than he does," Anasu said, stepping forward.
"Indeed, my speed is already maxed out. No matter how fast I am, I can't go any faster. Why is the Six-Legged Beast not coming to my territory?" Aika said gloomily.
"Amitabha. The armor is a protective talisman. How can it be easily obtained?" Tripitaka suddenly appeared and faintly spoke.
The four of them looked over at the same time. Although there wasn't much expression on his face, they could vaguely tell that he was very pleased.
Song Chenxing was the first to react. "It seems that the battle today is quite intense, and the Dragon Race seems to be involved."
"Is the dragon race very powerful?" Zhuo Bufan inquired.
"It's not a question of whether they're powerful or not. They're just that strong," Aika said.
Zhuo Bufan saw that a few people revealed difficult expressions, and he knew that this race was definitely not easy to deal with. But as long as it wasn't the human race's nemesis, there would definitely be a weakness. At that time, he would be able to deal with it by applying the right moves against it.
"I wish you all the best in the arena!" Zhuo Bufan said.
Song Chenxing teleported to the arena and killed his opponent in the time it took for him to catch his breath. He didn't give anyone the chance to be on edge.
Anasu, Aika, and Tripitaka were the same. They took only ten minutes to finish off their opponents.
Seeing them return victorious with ease, Zhuo Bufan also had the thought of doing the same to his opponent.
He donned the Immovable Radiant King Armor, took out his Ice Fire Magestaff and drank a potion to improve his abilities.
"Bless me that I can still be matched with my kind in today's arena. I don't want to meet any Demon Race, Dwarf Race, or Orc Race. Only those of the same kind are friendly."
Through these few days of arena matches, Zhuo Bufan had already figured out a set of rules among them. Only by encountering his own kind could he avoid bloodshed and harm.
Song Chenxing patted Zhuo Bufan's shoulder and said to him, "Don't worry, your strength is already in the middle of the pack for the human race. I think the other races shouldn't pose much of a threat to you."
For some reason, with Song Chenxing's words, Zhuo Bufan's worry in his heart really decreased a little.
He forced a smile and said, "Then I don't have to be nervous. I'll go first. Everyone, wait for the good news of my victory."
Zhuo Bufan came to the arena with the heart of victory, waiting for his opponent to appear. However, what he did not expect was that the opponent this time was very strong, really very strong!
A roar that could make the earth tremble came over. Zhuo Bufan instantly found a relatively safe place to hide.
This action was a little embarrassing for the Human Race, but all of them sighed when they saw their opponent.
If it were them, they might have already peed their pants from fright. In contrast, Zhuo Bufan could still deal with it, which was already so much better than them.
When he saw his opponent clearly, Zhuo Bufan's hands were trembling, and the incantation to activate the magestaff was completely forgotten at this time.
"Don't come over, I'm very powerful!"
Facing the powerful opponent in front of him, Zhuo Bufan started to bluff, thinking of using exaggerated words to agitate the other party.
This would give them the impression that the other party was powerful. From there, they would feel a sense of fear, and he would be able to defeat the other party psychologically. This way, they could make the other party admit defeat and withdraw from the competition without fighting.
Zhuo Bufan, who was hiding behind the pillar, raised his head to look at his opponent who was much taller than him. If he had known that the one he encountered today was this fellow, he really shouldn't have said that.
"Why did I just have to bump into you guys? The next time before I go up to the arena, I won't say anything anymore." Zhuo Bufan muttered softly.
It was only to see the dragon race slowly lowering its enormous body and slowly stretching its head over. A pair of jade green eyes looked at Zhuo Bufan, and the hot air between its breaths came straight at him.
Zhuo Bufan stuttered and said, "Don't come near me, be careful that I freeze you and then burn you with fire to let you experience what's called the two heavens of ice and fire. You should have seen the previous competition. They all died very miserably, lost very miserably."
At this time, the dragon suddenly noticed the Ice Fire Magestaff in Zhuo Bufan's hand. Its pupils suddenly dilated, and it spoke to him, "Come up."
Just as Zhuo Bufan was astonished at how the dragon could speak human language, its head was already lying at his feet.
"Go up? Where?" Zhuo Bufan was already muddled by the opponent in front of him and did not know what to do.
"Come up to my head!"
Zhuo Bufan leaned back and chuckled twice, saying, "Go up your head? Are you my mount?"
The dragon spat out a mouthful of hot air and said, "Is that the Ice and Fire Magestaff in your hand?"
Zhuo Bufan took the opportunity to take a look and said, "That's right. Ice Fire Magestaff, cold and hot. Do you want to experience it?"
The Dragon race made a very deep sound of agreement and said, "That's right. The Ice and Fire Magestaff is very important to the Dragon race. The Dragon race will be the envoy of anyone who can use the magestaff and listen to all of its arrangements."
At first, Zhuo Bufan thought he heard wrongly. He thought of the elves, centaurs, and orcs. These few races were all diverse. Some were unreasonable, some were mischievous and cute, and some were bloodthirsty.
However, this was the first time he encountered a foreign race that could speak to him so calmly.
"Are you serious? You're going to bow to me with a stick like that? Isn't that a bit too simple?"
However, Zhuo Bufan's casual words made the dragon somewhat angry. Those eyes revealed a fierce light.
This sudden change instantly made Zhuo Bufan nervous. He knew that this enormous opponent was absolutely not someone he could deal with easily.
"Look at you, you're angry, aren't you? You're even saying that you're bowing down to me. I just said a few words and you're already dissatisfied." Zhuo Bufan had a solemn expression.
However, the dragon's reaction only proved that the Ice Fire Magestaff was very important.
"This magestaff isn't something that can be found anywhere. It has only appeared once in the history of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. It looks like this is all predestined."
Zhuo Bufan did not dare to believe that this was real. Thinking about it in the past, he was famous for being unlucky.
Wasn't his unluckiness incurable no matter what he ate or did? Why did his luck suddenly change when he was in a different place?
However, before figuring this out, there was one more thing to understand.
"Is it just you who listens to my orders, or is your entire race listening to my orders?" Zhuo Bufan carefully confirmed the doubt in his heart.