Xu Jingming gazed skyward. Through the hazy clouds, he could barely make out the massive arena suspended in the sky.
Most of the preliminary contestants are above Level 50, and the air is like water to them; they can run effortlessly through it. Xu Jingming frowned. But stepping on air… it's never as fast as true flight!
A winged alien could flap its wings, slicing through the air. Relying on one's feet to step on air was much slower.
"All preliminary contestants are prohibited from touching each other during the first round of the preliminaries," announced the golden AI robot hovering in the sky. "Once a preliminary contestant makes contact with another, they will be instantly teleported out of World Center City and disqualified from the current Myriad Species Tournament."
The myriad species' powerhouses expressed their surprise.
